<?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-35657172</id><updated>2011-04-22T02:54:02.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallgerl</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>89</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1737355644616135352</id><published>2008-02-28T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T23:38:52.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;moved &lt;a href="http://fauxfrivolous.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1737355644616135352?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1737355644616135352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1737355644616135352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1737355644616135352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1737355644616135352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-said.html' title='i said.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3066485562270568390</id><published>2008-02-27T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T16:21:37.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one more time.</title><content type='html'>I'm back after all the fuss about exams, the holiday bangalow and my-yet-to-recovered sickness. And i miss working! Sadly, im spared from work today thanks to the sickness and poor Ping had to cover my shifts. Anyway, i wasn't thrilled to still be working at Vivo. I want VC2 to open faster! And style my myself using Verismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3066485562270568390?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3066485562270568390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3066485562270568390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3066485562270568390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3066485562270568390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-one-more-time.html' title='Just one more time.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-5837376464944014065</id><published>2008-02-10T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T21:18:15.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Attempt stalking her as if i would care.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"The first step to better times is to imagine them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Like those years wasn't enough for me to fantasize that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674V77tfaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SGSbWAbnGS0/s1600-h/Image131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165338878389616034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674V77tfaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SGSbWAbnGS0/s320/Image131.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Rayhan. Somehow i hope he grow to be a fine person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674WL7tfbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8I9fkQsZ3so/s1600-h/Image133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165338882684583346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674WL7tfbI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8I9fkQsZ3so/s320/Image133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674Wb7tfcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VlZSFbB716k/s1600-h/Image136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165338886979550658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674Wb7tfcI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/VlZSFbB716k/s320/Image136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674Wr7tfdI/AAAAAAAAARE/qBiOcWqYFtw/s1600-h/Image147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165338891274517970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674Wr7tfdI/AAAAAAAAARE/qBiOcWqYFtw/s320/Image147.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow i snap this just so i won't get lost to Jalan Jamal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, i kept playing reruns of this song.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-5837376464944014065?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5837376464944014065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=5837376464944014065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5837376464944014065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5837376464944014065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/02/attempt-stalk-her-as-if-i-would-care.html' title='Attempt stalking her as if i would care.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R674V77tfaI/AAAAAAAAAQs/SGSbWAbnGS0/s72-c/Image131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-549561174834067885</id><published>2008-02-06T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T00:52:52.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The place is gone.</title><content type='html'>I still still can't get over with my store closure. And really it hits me just now, how BV plays a significant part in my life. I just realised that i hang out there loads of times, when im alone nor with my friends. Shit, and i was alone just now, the sound of having to wait 3 hours for Izyan at school was unbearable. C'mon, what does that school have to offer in the first place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's no more BV. Like i used to sit there for hours, nevermind if they are really long. And im left stranded just now. I resort to going Orchard and sat for a hour in front of Ngee Ann City, watching people throwing crumbs to the pigeons and that scared me off and watching a baby and the father sitting on the dirty ground playing cars. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think i forget that i could have met up with Sarrah who happened to be working at a brownie factory there and i've could have just heed to Brandon's condo at Newton. It took me so long to realised that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, had a meeting at Capital Tower with the VC partners. I hope they come to their senses now. I had fun with my BV partners. We will still call ourselves bvians okay. We bitched alot just now especially with the current heated issue. Haha. Then surprised Fana at DBS. I miss working with her and we could tell she wasn't that happy working at DBS and not coming with us at VC. (Who wouldn't?) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really i talked alot for today. Before reaching my house, saw Nigel and Sarrah and we chatted by the playground like almost a half an hour. The moment the lights at the path was off and it was really getting dark, i left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was fun meeting the people i love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-549561174834067885?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/549561174834067885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=549561174834067885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/549561174834067885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/549561174834067885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/02/place-is-gone.html' title='The place is gone.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-2044222597270818270</id><published>2008-01-28T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T23:08:59.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dude. It's over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;To top it off, i had the most fantastic day yesterday. Make it less fantastic cause it's the last day SB-BV operation. So no more runaway to BV if i ever skip lectures and tutorials again. And took loads of pictures, nevermind if they're ugly cause i'd never get another shot at BV. With random laughter with Shimah of an old school rocker on friendster, with hair so thick and curly, it seems impossible to have a helmet on his head. With Dzul and Vee who don't seems to understand why we're looking at pictures of hot guys and laughing so loud. Hello, we're teenagers, and girls to add on, and our hormones are like raging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's also loads of Polaroid(Panaroid) moments. Candid is beauty. Apparently, we wanted to use all of the 2 films. I took home 5 of it. And sadly, i've owned no scaners so you people won't get a chance to see it here. Anyway, celebrated Ishak and Haffiz birthday with Swensen's cake! and pizzas. Even though sadness was in the air, i bet every partner would have an unforgetable night. Oh yeah, especially when you have to pack all the stocks into boxes. I tell you, it's easier to open the store than close it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pictures baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533407119646162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lysbnHdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/iSmlSqECHIg/s320/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I'll miss you Izy! &lt;3!&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzMbnHeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pah2vaQb6gk/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533415709580770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzMbnHeI/AAAAAAAAAMk/pah2vaQb6gk/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shimah wrote this, 'ayu requested this cause she wants to be cool.' I know i dont have a picture taken with DSLR, so this polaroid is as close okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzcbnHfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/74uigZFyvZU/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533420004548082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzcbnHfI/AAAAAAAAAMs/74uigZFyvZU/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the Panaroid moments!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzcbnHgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iNErQ55uXGk/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533420004548098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzcbnHgI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iNErQ55uXGk/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzsbnHhI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VDKBJB0vSU0/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533424299515410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lzsbnHhI/AAAAAAAAAM8/VDKBJB0vSU0/s320/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sadly, they are working that night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mRcbnHiI/AAAAAAAAANE/rHgISEkQ_9E/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533935400623650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mRcbnHiI/AAAAAAAAANE/rHgISEkQ_9E/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That's Ash, Alen and Brandon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mR8bnHjI/AAAAAAAAANM/27gO8dHWvsE/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533943990558258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mR8bnHjI/AAAAAAAAANM/27gO8dHWvsE/s320/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haffiz and Fana and the loyal customer. shit, i forget her name.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mScbnHkI/AAAAAAAAANU/alHrZ2yS9vE/s1600-h/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533952580492866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mScbnHkI/AAAAAAAAANU/alHrZ2yS9vE/s320/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ishak, always so sweaty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mSsbnHlI/AAAAAAAAANc/BLcK8jr0R-w/s1600-h/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533956875460178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mSsbnHlI/AAAAAAAAANc/BLcK8jr0R-w/s320/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hakim, Astuty and Shaqy. Spastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mTMbnHmI/AAAAAAAAANk/aiZDZSNbD3A/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160533965465394786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mTMbnHmI/AAAAAAAAANk/aiZDZSNbD3A/s320/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lame district manager, Emily! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvMbnHnI/AAAAAAAAANs/wTcPr4Q2-uc/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160534446501731954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvMbnHnI/AAAAAAAAANs/wTcPr4Q2-uc/s320/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Izy, Haizad, Shaqy and Yunis!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvMbnHoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/z_saehessIY/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160534446501731970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvMbnHoI/AAAAAAAAAN0/z_saehessIY/s320/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Just look at Hakim.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvcbnHpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-lbVW2ZRbdI/s1600-h/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160534450796699282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvcbnHpI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-lbVW2ZRbdI/s320/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvcbnHqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/qSZqRoABbLg/s1600-h/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160534450796699298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mvcbnHqI/AAAAAAAAAOE/qSZqRoABbLg/s320/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finally, a picture of me with the BFF!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mv8bnHrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Wc5beAsJPBE/s1600-h/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160534459386633906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53mv8bnHrI/AAAAAAAAAOM/Wc5beAsJPBE/s320/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nUsbnHsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NiBJJm_4SbA/s1600-h/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535090746826434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nUsbnHsI/AAAAAAAAAOU/NiBJJm_4SbA/s320/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So the girls are suppose to act seductive and all with Haffiz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nVMbnHtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/obYDWXMR9CI/s1600-h/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535099336761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nVMbnHtI/AAAAAAAAAOc/obYDWXMR9CI/s320/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Fana and Ayu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nVcbnHuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7nz_oPdTyUI/s1600-h/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535103631728354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nVcbnHuI/AAAAAAAAAOk/7nz_oPdTyUI/s320/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Somehow, i cant describe how funny he looks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nWMbnHvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LyohpF68FKI/s1600-h/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535116516630258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nWMbnHvI/AAAAAAAAAOs/LyohpF68FKI/s320/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm at the foreground. Apparently Shimah looked so engrossed with the laptop.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nW8bnHwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RB1YE1A1ZLA/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535129401532162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53nW8bnHwI/AAAAAAAAAO0/RB1YE1A1ZLA/s320/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My goofy manager with his cakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJMbnHxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/j7wP_hiqSwI/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535992689958674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJMbnHxI/AAAAAAAAAO8/j7wP_hiqSwI/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; He adores taking weird shots of him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJcbnHyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FfLc7A9zOgw/s1600-h/24.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535996984925986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJcbnHyI/AAAAAAAAAPE/FfLc7A9zOgw/s320/24.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJcbnHzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/hGt2JP6c5k8/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160535996984926002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJcbnHzI/AAAAAAAAAPM/hGt2JP6c5k8/s320/25.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The January dudes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJsbnH0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/jWGCICQ209s/s1600-h/26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536001279893314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJsbnH0I/AAAAAAAAAPU/jWGCICQ209s/s320/26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Creativity-ly drawn by Shaqy. Find me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJsbnH1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RgplEL0Z2GY/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536001279893330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oJsbnH1I/AAAAAAAAAPc/RgplEL0Z2GY/s320/27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53omsbnH2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ybB_RYTjghA/s1600-h/28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536499496099682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53omsbnH2I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ybB_RYTjghA/s320/28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53onMbnH3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FIuwTSFeQXs/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536508086034290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53onMbnH3I/AAAAAAAAAPs/FIuwTSFeQXs/s320/30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oncbnH4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/1L5wHtqDzbg/s1600-h/31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536512381001602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oncbnH4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/1L5wHtqDzbg/s320/31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last Kodak moments together. I hope not.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53on8bnH5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/RJQX8K2YyW4/s1600-h/33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536520970936210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53on8bnH5I/AAAAAAAAAP8/RJQX8K2YyW4/s320/33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sally's beside me, i'll miss her so much! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oosbnH6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8QbESSpORes/s1600-h/34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536533855838114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53oosbnH6I/AAAAAAAAAQE/8QbESSpORes/s320/34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The frap board that's been with us for like forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pBMbnH7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/wgge1Saw-CI/s1600-h/35.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536954762633138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pBMbnH7I/AAAAAAAAAQM/wgge1Saw-CI/s320/35.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hate how i looked in her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pBsbnH8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/gVxM8S63uOA/s1600-h/36.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536963352567746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pBsbnH8I/AAAAAAAAAQU/gVxM8S63uOA/s320/36.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I miss sitting here! Oh and the guy's on the right is Dzul who loves mocking me for my high-pitch voice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pCcbnH9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/-DUVo2QMW-E/s1600-h/37.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536976237469650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pCcbnH9I/AAAAAAAAAQc/-DUVo2QMW-E/s320/37.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My new part-time shift manager, Mus! You still owe me a treat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pC8bnH-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/YOj10TrX4G4/s1600-h/n683994384_322716_2167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536984827404258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53pC8bnH-I/AAAAAAAAAQk/YOj10TrX4G4/s320/n683994384_322716_2167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hahah, you can see my name plastered to the laptop!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thank god for Facebook. Look, i've taken this pictures from Shaqy and Shimah's album. Ishak still haven't upload his yet. I definitely love each and everyone them. And like what Haffiz assured, &lt;strong&gt;it's only getting better&lt;/strong&gt;. Goodbye BV, I'll miss you. I already am now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-2044222597270818270?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2044222597270818270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=2044222597270818270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2044222597270818270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2044222597270818270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/dude-its-over.html' title='Dude. It&apos;s over.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R53lysbnHdI/AAAAAAAAAMc/iSmlSqECHIg/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-803817985619486408</id><published>2008-01-24T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T22:56:49.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes I wish we could just pretend.</title><content type='html'>Boy, boy, boy.&lt;br /&gt;And i saw the sullen you've reflected.&lt;br /&gt;Irresistible alter ego.&lt;br /&gt;Like with those eyes.&lt;br /&gt;There's a twinge of blues.&lt;br /&gt;You just can't stop growing, do you.&lt;br /&gt;There i go again.&lt;br /&gt;Scribbling casual poetry.&lt;br /&gt;Singing my piece in my head. &lt;br /&gt;Falling afresh for you. &lt;br /&gt;And time would let the feeling dries up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Over again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-803817985619486408?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/803817985619486408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=803817985619486408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/803817985619486408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/803817985619486408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/oh-wasted-youre-dead.html' title='Sometimes I wish we could just pretend.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4074632307210582569</id><published>2008-01-23T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T00:08:07.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit. My handphone totally emits no lights. Im having difficulty to read messages and writing one down too. And i've yet to inform my dad about this. Like, he would buy another one soon after and turn out the new handphone is second hand. I better keep quiet and wait for April and upgrade! I would definitely choose Sony Ericsson. The current one is Nokia and yeah, im not a fan of the brand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just completed the MacroEconomics projects. It driving me crazy. Please, dont ever be an Economist, Ayu. It only rip your head apart with all the statistics. One project left and i wanna commit myself to study. YES! I've skipped alot of lectures and even get a warning letter for the acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do something interesting in life. I wanna take part in The Amazing Race. I'd never miss any of its season. Ok wait, who am i going with then. Maybe someone not hard-headed like me. I cant imagine it, there'll be like bickering all over the show then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4074632307210582569?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4074632307210582569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4074632307210582569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4074632307210582569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4074632307210582569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1294997960549254593</id><published>2008-01-20T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:26:21.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My mind knows nothing but to think of him.</title><content type='html'>I desperately want a holiday, a break from this stupid school. And before that i have to face with Macro project with its presentation this Thurs. Effective writing report that consists of 15 pages(urgh!). Excel presentation in front of CPK. Gosh, i hope i would not shed any tears again. AND the finale, EXAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i wont do as great as last semester. Like i have skipped alot of lectures and tutorial. And even received a warning letter. Oh who cares. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, I wanna work everyday at Vivocity. Gotta be prepared with all the crazy slams there before we moved to Vivocity 2. Ok. I can't wait. OH money and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If only you could see me now,&lt;br /&gt;If only you could hear me out,&lt;br /&gt;If only there is only me now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1294997960549254593?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1294997960549254593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1294997960549254593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1294997960549254593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1294997960549254593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-mind-knows-nothing-but-to-think-of.html' title='My mind knows nothing but to think of him.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1857755517276239424</id><published>2008-01-18T13:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T13:47:20.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The beauty in goodbyes.</title><content type='html'>And i'll be a frequent patron to Vivocity very soon. The partners will be leaving Starbucks BV next week. And i have only 2 shifts left. Damn, i'll talk to the store, reminisce the memories we've forged all these year. It's been a second home to me. Whenever im feeling down, bv the only one to make me smile with the comfort of the cup of vanilla lattes and the love of my partners. How could i say goodbye to the place i've seen growing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind putting up with the &lt;em&gt;apeks&lt;/em&gt;, old and pathetic hags. I dont mind cleaning the toilet after it been tarnished with faeces or stains or vomits. I dont mind letting the people sit in the store without buying drinks. I just want the place to remain. I love BV. How could i not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what if the new location is bigger with the view of the sea, no toilet, outdoor seating area. So what. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All we need is a bit of peace from the hustle and bustle of the outside world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1857755517276239424?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1857755517276239424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1857755517276239424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1857755517276239424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1857755517276239424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/beauty-in-goodbyes.html' title='The beauty in goodbyes.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8945254040574250655</id><published>2008-01-10T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T21:33:34.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>who needs love, raise up your hand.</title><content type='html'>Had a pretty much beauty sleep in broad day light today. Thanks to the open house, a lecture was cancelled and went to school only for 3 hours. And there's no school tomorrow! And barbeque at Costa Sands too! Oh yeah, i missed the smell of the barbequed chicken wings. Too bad my parents wont let me sleep in there. Please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im turning 18 soon in a couple of months. I dont need parental consent whatsoever. Damn. I cant even take bike driving license. What's wrong with that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ah nanti kau kene accident, cacat kaki semua, lelaki tak nak kahwin dengan kau. Kalau lelaki tu lain la, cacat pun orang nak."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could've guess who said that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'll be at Nyp &lt;em&gt;cool&lt;/em&gt; open house this Saturday helping with the distribution of their &lt;em&gt;exciting&lt;/em&gt; goodie bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a way to spent my Saturday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8945254040574250655?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8945254040574250655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8945254040574250655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8945254040574250655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8945254040574250655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/who-needs-love-raise-up-your-hand.html' title='who needs love, raise up your hand.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3633134381285635657</id><published>2008-01-07T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:05:24.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So where's all the promises.</title><content type='html'>Shit. I'm so exhausted. The future doesnt look promising enough. The prospect of me screwing up my projects and failing my modules. I don't know how much longer i can hold this. The tears i've shed all nights long, the constant fears that cost my sleep, the frustration building up, the whining i alone hear, the urge to just blow my top off, to shout and scream to all the people that makes my life a lot more worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what a way to start the year. I dread school. I wonder why i chose it in the first place. To think i could start fresh and be happy. There wasn't any happy memories it place me to set the record on. Na-da. I dont remember laughing so hard and be happy like what i had in secondary school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screw all the marketing, excel, macro and the tests. All the reluctant and dying efforts i put in all of the projects. Somehow, just getting the minimum requirements is enough for me. I cant be bothered to explain more and think better. What's wrong with you, ayu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And writing this post is actually making me cry. I don't know why God place me in such difficult and horrendous position. If i was not strong enough, i would be long dead. Man, i think im depressed. I talk to myself alot and day-dream loads too when i should listen to lectures. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's the bloody presentation. What's the point of it anyway. We have already submit the effing report and present it? Cant the tutor just read it and alocate the marks. Shit. Im screwing up this marketing project. From the questionaire to the report to the presentation itself. All of it. Dear tutor, i spare you from analysing my report. Just gave me a C or D or F. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired of all this.And it's just year 1. What will happen to the rest of the year. i cant figure out which is worst. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant mend the past. &lt;br /&gt;You cant too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3633134381285635657?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3633134381285635657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3633134381285635657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3633134381285635657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3633134381285635657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/so-wheres-all-promises.html' title='So where&apos;s all the promises.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-7422149067801798052</id><published>2008-01-06T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T23:43:11.415+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You got me dreading.</title><content type='html'>Ok. So we're in a new year. So what difference does it make. Pardon me, but i just don't get people being so excited about the new year. So what. Or maybe it's me being paranoid. Starting a new year with the continuation of the past year. Struggling with projects and exams unlike the past years where the new year signifies a new begining. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2 only things that makes me sane now. Watching Heroes and the memory of this boy. And just like that it drives away the insanity from surfacing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i'm addicted to cracking fortune cookies that Starbucks offers. So far i've opened four of those. (Hmm,in chronological order)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Everyone needs to be loved...especially when they do not deserved it&lt;br /&gt;2.One day you will become rich and famous&lt;br /&gt;3.You and your love one will be happy in life together.&lt;br /&gt;4.Patience is the key to joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dont get cookie number 1. Oh yeah, i'm loving cookie 2 and 3. And ironically, at work just now, i was at zero tolerance level. With the new partner getting on my nerve and the &lt;em&gt;nice&lt;/em&gt; customers, patience is definitely dying down. Just what i need now, a fortune cookie telling me to be patient. Can't you see, i've waited enough for happiness okay. How long should i wait. Alright, i get the message. PATIENCE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all of the sudden, it seems so profound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit. I smell wicked and cries tommorrow. I hate you CPK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-7422149067801798052?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7422149067801798052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=7422149067801798052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7422149067801798052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7422149067801798052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2008/01/you-got-me-dreading.html' title='You got me dreading.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-7587473285451395233</id><published>2007-12-25T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T00:32:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's funny how you think you really know yourself.</title><content type='html'>I bet my friends are enjoying their asses at Jerlyn's terrace. Too bad i can't overnight there. I mean it was crazy, played games, laughed like hyenas despite i've got a rock chic voice. Yeah, i can sing a rock song for you even. Too bad i cant sing it properly cause i coughed more then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes. I finally knew who gave me! Sherlynn brought for me the Christmas gift-exchange gift! And everyone mentioned it was expensive. I wanna see it! Unfortunately i have to wait till next week. Sherlynn was so late i'd left. Or maybe i'd left earlier. Thanks to the picnic tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sadly, i'm not wanted at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And is it wrong to order a Iced tall low-fat no ice vanilla latte. Whats with the snicker? Like hello to the particular baristas haven't you heard that before. I had to forgo the ice cause of my sore throat and the fact i dont feel like drinking a hot one instead. Come on, if you think that is the peculiar drink you've heard, a whole range of funny beverages will come soon to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grow up for once.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-7587473285451395233?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7587473285451395233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=7587473285451395233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7587473285451395233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7587473285451395233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-funny-how-you-think-you-really-know.html' title='It&apos;s funny how you think you really know yourself.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3024966071006467827</id><published>2007-12-13T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T21:45:36.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a dream, not a drama.</title><content type='html'>Last week was Starbucks Open House. I was the expediter and really i think i suck at it. At least i didn't spill any drinks. And yeah. It was as great as the previous year but i enjoyed it nonetheless. Im posting the pictures here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2Evk6uDZ8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/A7ZR7WCAO4Q/s1600-h/IMGP0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2Evk6uDZ8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/A7ZR7WCAO4Q/s320/IMGP0045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143444560718030786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the prep work being done. Man. I did 12 liters of Mocha syrup and 12 liters of chocolate mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2ExrauDZ9I/AAAAAAAAALE/mg6WVt7-fqM/s1600-h/IMGP0046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2ExrauDZ9I/AAAAAAAAALE/mg6WVt7-fqM/s320/IMGP0046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143446871410436050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhana caught in her cheekiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EyAKuDZ-I/AAAAAAAAALM/wipEUfK7moo/s1600-h/IMGP0048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EyAKuDZ-I/AAAAAAAAALM/wipEUfK7moo/s320/IMGP0048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143447227892721634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats Ash for you. As a Santarina!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EydquDZ_I/AAAAAAAAALU/Om7oGlqFv8s/s1600-h/IMGP0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EydquDZ_I/AAAAAAAAALU/Om7oGlqFv8s/s320/IMGP0049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143447734698862578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ping and me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EysauDaAI/AAAAAAAAALc/Dqf5Z0pq-t4/s1600-h/IMGP0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EysauDaAI/AAAAAAAAALc/Dqf5Z0pq-t4/s320/IMGP0050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143447988101933058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishak and me! The coffeemasters of SB-BV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EzO6uDaBI/AAAAAAAAALk/5NyZAHg0aJY/s1600-h/IMGP0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EzO6uDaBI/AAAAAAAAALk/5NyZAHg0aJY/s320/IMGP0051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143448580807419922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishak, Shaqy, Hidayah and Mus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EzqquDaCI/AAAAAAAAALs/qM2aWBBLjpM/s1600-h/IMGP0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2EzqquDaCI/AAAAAAAAALs/qM2aWBBLjpM/s320/IMGP0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143449057548789794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ishak, Shaqy, Amira and Hidayah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E0g6uDaDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f9C4gwDnaps/s1600-h/IMGP0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E0g6uDaDI/AAAAAAAAAL0/f9C4gwDnaps/s320/IMGP0053.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143449989556693042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Izy and Mus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E1DquDaEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nLUpLayRYj4/s1600-h/IMGP0054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E1DquDaEI/AAAAAAAAAL8/nLUpLayRYj4/s320/IMGP0054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143450586557147202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampiong and Ishak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E1equDaFI/AAAAAAAAAME/iq-G8AC1wNw/s1600-h/IMGP0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E1equDaFI/AAAAAAAAAME/iq-G8AC1wNw/s320/IMGP0055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143451050413615186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E2E6uDaGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/W3sogANZYJY/s1600-h/IMGP0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E2E6uDaGI/AAAAAAAAAMM/W3sogANZYJY/s320/IMGP0056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143451707543611490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the end of the hat sticks up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E20KuDaHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SrTvhyVqu3A/s1600-h/n624906123_459875_5132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2E20KuDaHI/AAAAAAAAAMU/SrTvhyVqu3A/s320/n624906123_459875_5132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143452519292430450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit. My face look so fdfkdjfkl!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3024966071006467827?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3024966071006467827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3024966071006467827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3024966071006467827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3024966071006467827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/12/not-dream-not-drama.html' title='Not a dream, not a drama.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/R2Evk6uDZ8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/A7ZR7WCAO4Q/s72-c/IMGP0045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4885110649648920734</id><published>2007-12-09T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T22:57:53.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain and anguish.</title><content type='html'>What's the point of eating the medication if it doesnt even cure any pain you feel. &lt;br /&gt;And to think i spent my 61 bucks on a clinic whose doctor cant even make me feel any relieve. Shit. And thanks to the constant pain on the stomach, i can't attend school tommorrow and my sorrows goes to my group mates whom are to face the projects by themselves. I can't decide which felt worst. the guilty or the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Irene, Sherlynn and Jerlyn. &lt;br /&gt;IM SO SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i can do to make up to you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4885110649648920734?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4885110649648920734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4885110649648920734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4885110649648920734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4885110649648920734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/12/pain-and-anguish.html' title='Pain and anguish.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-9107482021728266071</id><published>2007-12-01T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T01:12:50.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So why aren't you asleep yet.</title><content type='html'>Phew. I changed my template at last! I've been using the latter template for months/years. So unlike me in secondary school years. I could change for like every month. And thinking i've got a lot of spare time during that years. So anyway, it took me quite some time to figure out the codes. Ahh. I can't believe i forgot all this codes and all. No wonder i've got a D for internet/html/frontpage module last semester. And i thank god, for putting me in Business course instead of IT courses. I might be a computer geek now. Not that it's a bad thing but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changing all this template was a guilty pleasure. I mean, i should be studying POA or writing a report and presentation on the Statstical thoery projects due next week. And here i am doing all this &lt;em&gt;unnecessary&lt;/em&gt; stuffs. What had gotten inside of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my. Today happens to be my 'free' day cause school ended at 11am and yeah im not working and i was lazy to accompany my friends to go shopping(urgh.partly because i have no money!) And i ended up sleeping. From 2 to 7+. How utterly horrendous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall make a pact to study tomorrow. I can't afford another C for the test. There goes my GPA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-9107482021728266071?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/9107482021728266071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=9107482021728266071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9107482021728266071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9107482021728266071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-why-arent-you-asleep-yet.html' title='So why aren&apos;t you asleep yet.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-5415716321754632222</id><published>2007-11-29T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T21:44:44.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving in and falling out.</title><content type='html'>And i can't believe it. My house is turning to a welfare state next week. Ok. Maybe not to the extent of a welfare house but a home for them to stay. Ahhhh. What is this. Can't these people just overnight in the hotels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. I rather sleep at the coridoors than let them have my bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-5415716321754632222?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5415716321754632222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=5415716321754632222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5415716321754632222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5415716321754632222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/11/giving-in-and-falling-out.html' title='Giving in and falling out.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-878712389667974130</id><published>2007-11-25T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:28:20.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You never hear me said this.</title><content type='html'>Great.&lt;br /&gt;One after one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF ALL THIS HORRENDOUS SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me or you people.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried my best.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i wish im better off dead by an accident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-878712389667974130?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/878712389667974130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=878712389667974130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/878712389667974130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/878712389667974130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-never-hear-me-said-this.html' title='You never hear me said this.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4028972656276011720</id><published>2007-11-21T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T10:40:55.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tell me something.</title><content type='html'>Thank god. I've completed the Marketing report in mere 1 day and all thanks to Shimah. Seriously, i couldn't have finish it without her help. Anyways i skipped school today just to complete the report which is due on Friday. Met her at Changi Airport and to think i was hopelessly stranded at Terminal 3. Gosh. That place is humungus. I was practically walking from the other end to another twice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty stressed up when i really cant find my way to Terminal 1/2. Finally, found the guts to ask the airport staff around. My dad's instruction was kinda ambiguous anyway. So much for their Open House. There wasn't much to see over there. Waited like longgg for Shimah's to arrive at Popeyes while my stomach growling. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then spent like longgg hours at T2 Starbucks and at the same time we are busy figuring whether random malays teenagers qualified to be known as Mats or Minah. It was quite difficult i guess. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And someday i'll fly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4028972656276011720?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4028972656276011720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4028972656276011720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4028972656276011720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4028972656276011720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/11/tell-me-something.html' title='Tell me something.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1719413469738895279</id><published>2007-11-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T21:41:59.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just another pain in the butt.</title><content type='html'>I swear i'm tired of living. Credits to the 10 things listed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've got a presentation tomorrow and im hell nervous about it.&lt;br /&gt;2. I've to submit Marketing REPORT this friday.&lt;br /&gt;3. I've yet to even start on (see 2).&lt;br /&gt;4. I've coffee presentation this thursday.&lt;br /&gt;5. I dont anticipate the latter thanks to (see 2)&lt;br /&gt;6. My sister deleted all the pictures in my phone memory card.&lt;br /&gt;7. I'm such a social misfit.&lt;br /&gt;8. I dont feel like going to school.&lt;br /&gt;9. I'm having migraine now and then.&lt;br /&gt;10. There's still alot things i can't list here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounded pretty depressing. Ah who cares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1719413469738895279?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1719413469738895279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1719413469738895279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1719413469738895279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1719413469738895279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/11/just-another-pain-in-butt.html' title='Just another pain in the butt.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3337639015863700362</id><published>2007-11-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T00:06:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fly and disappear.</title><content type='html'>Heroes is so cool!!! I know some people out there might say the episodes that are showing on Channel 5 are stale. Heroes been airing in America since last year. Oh who cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im dying to watch Gossip Girls. Please show it in Singapore please. I wanna see how Serena, Blair, Nate, Dan and Jennifer looks like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,i dont want to go to school.I just want to watch tv and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah. More than 300 bucks in my possesion! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"YESSSSSSSSSSSAAAAAAA!!!" -as cheered by Hiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. i think he's cute. No not that cute. Cute as in like likeble and funny.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3337639015863700362?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3337639015863700362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3337639015863700362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3337639015863700362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3337639015863700362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/11/fly-and-disappear.html' title='Fly and disappear.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-5783384517211097158</id><published>2007-11-10T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T02:26:32.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk out. We've fallen apart.</title><content type='html'>A glimpse of what i've willingly bought/consume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30 ml rose perfume from Body Shop.&lt;br /&gt;2.Rip Curl sling bag&lt;br /&gt;3.Rub ons designs from Made With Love&lt;br /&gt;4.Chipboard stickers from Made with Love&lt;br /&gt;5.Skinny jeans from Dorothy Perkins&lt;br /&gt;6.Swensens's topless 5 dessert and curry baked rice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my, it seems so easy to pay without using cash. Anyway had a great time shopping with Jerlyn. Although it defeat our purpose to shop at Bugis(oh well, i was getting sick of that place anyway). And finally i've got my FashionFastForward Card i've been wanting for ages. That means more shopping yeah. And i totally adored Body Shop, the scent, the make-up. I swear i could work there if i ever quit Starbucks. Oh maybe Made with Love too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cash filling the purse soon. Ahhh, I can't waaaaaaaaaaaait. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a serious note. I've been skipping lectures/tutorial. If i persists with such acts, my gpa would suffer. To tell the truth school sucks. I'm a social misfit. My circle of friends is only my classmate. That's just plain pathetic. Serve me right, for not choosing a good CCA. Kick-boxing was utterly boring even to look for a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dull and laborious is my fcking life. And i hate how it stupid it sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is how it should be done. Tutor of Biz Communication told me to write happy note at the begining of a letter and bury the negatives towards the end. Shit another boring module. As if i could remember the format and the proper techniques to write a letter to customer/blah/blah. And that's not the only one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marketing, how could ICA 2 start before ICA 1. Stastical Theory ICA 1 is exactly the same project as of Stats Method last Semester. Seriously, i don't feel the need to do the same thing twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH tell me, why i must stand this fcking life. All this just reached the critical point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Less of opening my mouth and more of deafening my ears.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-5783384517211097158?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5783384517211097158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=5783384517211097158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5783384517211097158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5783384517211097158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/11/walk-out-weve-fallen-apart.html' title='Walk out. We&apos;ve fallen apart.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3777142480022656580</id><published>2007-10-27T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T17:17:42.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Real blast misery.</title><content type='html'>What can i say. &lt;br /&gt;The world's spinning in another direction.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one who feels it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh everyone, thanks for making me feel like shit.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm not blind.&lt;br /&gt;I just refuse to open my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3777142480022656580?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3777142480022656580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3777142480022656580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3777142480022656580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3777142480022656580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/real-blast-misery.html' title='Real blast misery.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-6174709695069771042</id><published>2007-10-19T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T22:56:23.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smudged liners and saging eyebags.</title><content type='html'>If only people could be a little considerate. Fortunately i was tolerant if not for the fact you're related to me.Seriously I don't feel like visiting this Raya and i definetely don't mind if people didn't have to visit me either. I'm effing exhausted. And thanks to the constant thoughts of doing closing next weekdays, it had caused my brain cells to form a really terrible migraine. For the creator of Panadol Extra, I appreciate the medicine formed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stupid project DUE next week. What the hell are the lecturers thinking. It's only the first week. And i really cant stand public transport commuters! Argh! Remind me to study hard, get a good job that pays well and buy a car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I think im dying soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-6174709695069771042?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6174709695069771042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=6174709695069771042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6174709695069771042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6174709695069771042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/smudged-liners-and-saging-eyebags.html' title='Smudged liners and saging eyebags.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3704943011209587748</id><published>2007-10-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:14:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Although i die to know you love me.</title><content type='html'>I love this particular guy who wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green tight top&lt;br /&gt;Oversize specs&lt;br /&gt;Floral print bag&lt;br /&gt;Skinny black pants&lt;br /&gt;Sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he looks totally hot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3704943011209587748?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3704943011209587748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3704943011209587748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3704943011209587748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3704943011209587748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/although-i-die-to-know-you-love-me.html' title='Although i die to know you love me.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-7712264218201785002</id><published>2007-10-15T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T20:29:47.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The new post.</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya isn't what i've expected. From the cryings, the hasty makeover to the crampy small house that couldn't fit 30 over people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb0u4_CKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/L9qwzwibGP8/s1600-h/IMGP0007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb0u4_CKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/L9qwzwibGP8/s320/IMGP0007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538162748754082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb1O4_CLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PJR-e8xgE4A/s1600-h/IMGP0012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb1O4_CLI/AAAAAAAAAJk/PJR-e8xgE4A/s320/IMGP0012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538171338688690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb1e4_CMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AyTm3n0_kVU/s1600-h/IMGP0029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb1e4_CMI/AAAAAAAAAJs/AyTm3n0_kVU/s320/IMGP0029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538175633656002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb1u4_CNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IMq10jOZsZ0/s1600-h/IMGP0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb1u4_CNI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/IMq10jOZsZ0/s320/IMGP0038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538179928623314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb2O4_COI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/r82lZ6qjYR8/s1600-h/IMGP0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb2O4_COI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/r82lZ6qjYR8/s320/IMGP0040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538188518557922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNch-4_CPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/OkPpVP8ilb0/s1600-h/IMGP0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNch-4_CPI/AAAAAAAAAKE/OkPpVP8ilb0/s320/IMGP0043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538940137834738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNcju4_CQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dkGOaluKQdU/s1600-h/IMGP0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNcju4_CQI/AAAAAAAAAKM/dkGOaluKQdU/s320/IMGP0078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121538970202605826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-7712264218201785002?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7712264218201785002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=7712264218201785002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7712264218201785002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7712264218201785002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-post.html' title='The new post.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RxNb0u4_CKI/AAAAAAAAAJc/L9qwzwibGP8/s72-c/IMGP0007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-829810613696607242</id><published>2007-10-11T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T00:25:46.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My heart practically stopped and dropped.</title><content type='html'>It's been one hectic week be it at home, at the office and the mosque. Visited Geylang for two consecutive days on Saturday and Sunday have totally worn me out. But nevertheless it was a fullfilling one. I spent nearly 300 bucks there. And still several items are not checked against the items-to-buy list. It was kinda rush to shop late night on Saturday especially when it was near to 0130 and the fact that im shopping with my family. What was i thinking. On Sunday went out with Aza, Bashitah and Nabilah. I must say it was the first time i felt happy shopping at Geylang. Hah. I've pissed a henna-painter due to my crazy antics. As if it was my fault. And how i smudged the badly-done-henna. Oh man, it was so hilarious, laughing at antics of random passer-bys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just don't get prejudism and hypocorticism. Somehow those words fit together in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, someone so hot just left the earth to visit some aliens in the universe. Well, he could have taken me along for his journey.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-829810613696607242?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/829810613696607242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=829810613696607242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/829810613696607242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/829810613696607242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-heart-practically-stopped-and.html' title='My heart practically stopped and dropped.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4400792530490033955</id><published>2007-10-09T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T01:06:11.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plant a huge stone on my head.</title><content type='html'>Shit. I've no time. Let me repeat that. No time. My days are packed. And school resuming next monday. And i'm not exactly that relieved to see the hectic schedule. For the whole of 17 weeks i'll be suffering from MONDAY BLUES. 0900-1800. Tuesday 1100-1700. Man, a constant migraine throughout the semester. I'm suffering one now i felt like smashing my head on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so SICK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4400792530490033955?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4400792530490033955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4400792530490033955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4400792530490033955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4400792530490033955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/plant-huge-stone-on-my-head.html' title='Plant a huge stone on my head.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-2450869661040274165</id><published>2007-10-01T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-01T13:18:50.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once you're out, you can never get in.</title><content type='html'>Isn't it a better thing to do if you just keep a distance from me like we've been doing for the past months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And can i get my pay like very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a new and good camera unlike the old one. I'd better trade the old one first. Camera handphone such a pain in the eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i definitely wanna go shopping. I kept on buying and buying and i've got a couple of new tops i've yet to don.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want diamonds be it rings or bracelets and i really want them real cause i have the tendency to misplacing it. Talking about that, where's my gold ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god i can't wait. Money and more money! From the two jobs and hari raya of course. Oh wait. Am i still eligible to receive raya's ang pow?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-2450869661040274165?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2450869661040274165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=2450869661040274165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2450869661040274165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2450869661040274165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/10/once-youre-out-you-can-never-get-in.html' title='Once you&apos;re out, you can never get in.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-103302610697334256</id><published>2007-09-30T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:53:51.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mighty laughter coming your way.</title><content type='html'>Shit. I'm not looking forward to work as a barista today. I'm scared to face the managers. I know i've been a pathetic employee. But hey i've been dedicated for the past 10 months. So much for a recognition. They'll never appreciate that. Commitments such a rare value now. I'm sick and bored. All the hygiene and motivation factors depleted. All House-Path goal's theories not being met. Forgive me for ranting, but i've been keeping it inside what seems like a decade, i nearly explode. Oh man, I think they need to come to their senses and study MANAGEMENT. Come on, a leader/manager is not born with human, conceptual and technical skills but they are moulded. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so effing fed-up.&lt;br /&gt;Giving in seems like an easy compliance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatev.&lt;br /&gt;My time would come.&lt;br /&gt;And eventually I'll get the last laugh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-103302610697334256?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/103302610697334256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=103302610697334256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/103302610697334256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/103302610697334256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/whatev.html' title='A mighty laughter coming your way.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-9021945917756206754</id><published>2007-09-30T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T00:17:06.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call me Princess.</title><content type='html'>What's with guys with ego so thick it can't burst. And surprisingly they are even married. I wonder how the wife could put up with these men arrogance. And to think he'll never be a father but he did. &lt;em&gt;Oh my&lt;/em&gt;, how would he treat his children then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny how things work in life. Maybe im still young. Or maybe i don't understand it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My my my, such a total turn off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-9021945917756206754?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/9021945917756206754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=9021945917756206754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9021945917756206754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9021945917756206754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/call-me-princess.html' title='Call me Princess.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1301461899986123756</id><published>2007-09-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T00:26:04.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're such a vain, boy.</title><content type='html'>Even if you've fallen.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't care less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what i see.&lt;br /&gt;It's not what i've comprehended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you think your life's a total boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Try mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really.&lt;br /&gt;Reality does suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1301461899986123756?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1301461899986123756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1301461899986123756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1301461899986123756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1301461899986123756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/youre-such-vain-boy.html' title='You&apos;re such a vain, boy.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-5658529517924604216</id><published>2007-09-24T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T04:15:56.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You stole her, you bitch.</title><content type='html'>Shhooot. My carelessness cause my lonely brought top lying in Starbucks Bugis Village's back room. And i cant retrieved it till next Sunday, the only other day i'm working again. I haven't got the time to even try it. The top from dorothy p. was bought in mere minutes without any hesitation and doubts. The green was enough to make the decision for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whats with people deciding life for me. Look, i'm just 17 for god sake. I know what i'm going to do, whom im gonna be with, what's my decisions, etc in the future. These people just don't get it. The fact that im 17 and that i can't cook and that i can't be bothered to learn to cook becomed an issue. And actually critising without any prior knowlegde about that person i look up for. And thinking 17 was old enough. Oh, look at yourself please. And saying im hard to be comprehend when it was the other way round. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im matured for your info. Maybe even matured than what you are thinking of. At least i'm thinking about the future unlike you of course. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be sleeping now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-5658529517924604216?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5658529517924604216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=5658529517924604216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5658529517924604216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5658529517924604216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-stole-her-you-bitch.html' title='You stole her, you bitch.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-531617945497323085</id><published>2007-09-21T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T23:10:31.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful, beautiful beau.</title><content type='html'>It's only nine days since fasting start. Somehow i want it to last. And i cant believed i was exhausted after shopping at Wisma and Far East when there's loads more place to shop. Anyway my feet was straining thanks to the pumps and i was so thirsty despite drinking much in the morning. Sadly i had to bid goodbye to my friends while they continue shopping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I've still got more than hundred bucks to spent for. Maybe i could buy stuffs from the Body Shop. Omg. Their lovely body butter worth buying for. I had the hots for the Grapefruit though. It feels so good to use it and the scent. Man, i could even lick it(OK. Dont exaggerate Ayu.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPcbKw_UcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bpv4U7JOz7s/s1600-h/pd_pink_grapefruit_body_butter.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPcbKw_UcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bpv4U7JOz7s/s320/pd_pink_grapefruit_body_butter.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112672361300054466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, getting the lip gloss wasn't that satisfying enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPdS6w_UdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/pS2xaOAGj58/s1600-h/pd_stay_on_lip_colorv2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPdS6w_UdI/AAAAAAAAAJM/pS2xaOAGj58/s320/pd_stay_on_lip_colorv2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112673319077761490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was debating whether to buy the limited edition GREEN Shimmer Smudger but it was too small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPcE6w_UbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yiqMIoMynxk/s1600-h/pr_autumntrend07_shimmer_smudgers2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPcE6w_UbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/yiqMIoMynxk/s320/pr_autumntrend07_shimmer_smudgers2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112671979047965106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i would get this too. The Cheek Blush!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPeB6w_UeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2uKJfdbr9gc/s1600-h/pd_cheek_blush_gel_04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPeB6w_UeI/AAAAAAAAAJU/2uKJfdbr9gc/s320/pd_cheek_blush_gel_04.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112674126531613154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally love this shop!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-531617945497323085?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/531617945497323085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=531617945497323085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/531617945497323085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/531617945497323085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/beautiful-beautiful-man.html' title='Beautiful, beautiful beau.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RvPcbKw_UcI/AAAAAAAAAJE/Bpv4U7JOz7s/s72-c/pd_pink_grapefruit_body_butter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-6989028786759585326</id><published>2007-09-19T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:00:25.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's watch the beautiful things.</title><content type='html'>If forgetting you is as easy as pushing the delete button.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-6989028786759585326?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6989028786759585326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=6989028786759585326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6989028786759585326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6989028786759585326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/lets-watch-beautiful-things.html' title='Let&apos;s watch the beautiful things.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4690226968292971780</id><published>2007-09-15T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T00:19:10.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im twisting and turning.</title><content type='html'>Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B+&lt;br /&gt;B+&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god. Bs will never be apart from me and of course an A and a little of C.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. From PSLE to O-levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It shows something i guess.&lt;br /&gt;I'm average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of the sudden i miss my poly mates.&lt;br /&gt;I cant believed they went Genting and I didnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4690226968292971780?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4690226968292971780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4690226968292971780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4690226968292971780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4690226968292971780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-twisting-and-turning.html' title='Im twisting and turning.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-7402466303403948371</id><published>2007-08-30T14:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T14:30:41.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Noisy drillings and heavy rainpours.</title><content type='html'>I'm over being kind.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why choose me out of the tons there.&lt;br /&gt;I should have kept my mouth shut then.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid forum that probably make me look like a nerd.&lt;br /&gt;And creates irony itself.&lt;br /&gt;I've no crdibility to do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But stupid noisy drillings stopped it.&lt;br /&gt;I swear i hate the neighbour who's gonna live on the eleventh floor.&lt;br /&gt;You cause my puffiness and dark marks under my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;There the sound again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Please come another day when the stupid drill men have done is job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random thoughts on a random day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-7402466303403948371?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7402466303403948371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=7402466303403948371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7402466303403948371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7402466303403948371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/08/noisy-drillings-and-heavy-rainpours.html' title='Noisy drillings and heavy rainpours.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-7709496130307320144</id><published>2007-08-28T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T19:50:33.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just shut up and wait.</title><content type='html'>A thing or two Fiqa left for me to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;strong&gt;I used to be&lt;/strong&gt; so scared of the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Hah. I need the light for sleeping. Somehow it makes me feel so safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.I am currently staring at the computer screen thinking how to post this. &lt;br /&gt;A thing so easy to do suddenly becoming difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I was a hopeless student back then. &lt;br /&gt;I've got second last in class for Prelims in Sec 4 ans always been reprimanded by Mr Low for not studying hard enough for Amaths. Whatever. I scored B4 for Os.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I rather spent my time sleeping than working now. &lt;br /&gt;I like how sleep make you have dreams and i like living in those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I still wanna continue my dreams of getting a bike license and ride a Vespa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-7709496130307320144?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7709496130307320144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=7709496130307320144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7709496130307320144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7709496130307320144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-shut-up-and-wait.html' title='Just shut up and wait.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-6078383580569856900</id><published>2007-08-28T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T19:27:38.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There I go again.</title><content type='html'>Shit. It's been months since im online, blog and umm check my friendster account. The latter will be untouchable until further notices. Somehow im so afraid(as if thats a proper word to use) to log on to friendster. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, exams are like over last week. I'll be happy if i dont have to take the supp. paper which is lke tons more difficult than the exam itself. I'll have to wait patiently for 14 Sept exactly at 8am to review my results! Man i wanted As and Bs for that!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is bringing my marginal utility(a term in economic) down. With the sudden news that Shimah has QUIT! Oh why Oh why, you have to leave. I don't expect it to be so soooooooooooooooon. It's not in a long time, that i shall quit too. The thoughts been engulfing my mind whenever i wanted to sleep which apparently made me losing my sleep. With the effect of this week, I've worked lesser and I shall not be compromise by the pitiful pleadings i've used to say 'ok' last time. The only happiness left in working was the closing where i could go home with this super hot guy from OF. And that's basically all that's worth working for? Yeah. Even making coffes this days seem like a chore to me. How pathetic does that sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i have like 6 weeks more before schools starting and my worries would arise whether im able to get Human Resource. As for now, I think it's better to laze at home and sleep like a pig in broad daylight and awake like an owl at night. With the ongoing rain, oh man it's so comfortable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-6078383580569856900?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6078383580569856900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=6078383580569856900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6078383580569856900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6078383580569856900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-i-go-again.html' title='There I go again.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1214985486141908576</id><published>2007-08-28T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T18:59:24.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So stupid and keep thinking.</title><content type='html'>The phase i've overused.&lt;br /&gt;The spoken words i really dont feel.&lt;br /&gt;The sentence so cliché.&lt;br /&gt;'Im so sorry'.&lt;br /&gt;Ironically.&lt;br /&gt;I've long for that whispers to blew me.&lt;br /&gt;From the ones that hurts.&lt;br /&gt;I felt it everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It's a sinking emotion that won't go away.&lt;br /&gt;I need a time machine.&lt;br /&gt;Speed up the time to the future.&lt;br /&gt;Turn back the hands of time.&lt;br /&gt;If the present is where i shouldn't be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1214985486141908576?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1214985486141908576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1214985486141908576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1214985486141908576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1214985486141908576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/08/so-stupid-and-keep-thinking.html' title='So stupid and keep thinking.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8035668351805347469</id><published>2007-08-01T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:44:41.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Come feel what it's like to be a bitch.</title><content type='html'>The sky is dark.&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are heavy.&lt;br /&gt;Birds finding to way home to shelter.&lt;br /&gt;I witness the bliss raindrops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a class.&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the window.&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing beyond it.&lt;br /&gt;What it feels to fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Anxious and eager.&lt;br /&gt;Fear.&lt;br /&gt;How all this emotions inside me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8035668351805347469?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8035668351805347469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8035668351805347469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8035668351805347469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8035668351805347469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/08/come-feel-what-its-like-to-be-bitch.html' title='Come feel what it&apos;s like to be a bitch.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3195046394681756088</id><published>2007-07-29T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T14:15:45.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop rewinding. Fast forward it.</title><content type='html'>So i knew. I'm not some ignorant brat, mind you. My instincts never mistaken me. I dont have much to say. Just so you know, you're as good as a dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm evil. So what.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3195046394681756088?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3195046394681756088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3195046394681756088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3195046394681756088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3195046394681756088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/07/stop-rewinding-fast-forward-it.html' title='Stop rewinding. Fast forward it.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-87753512826114032</id><published>2007-07-19T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T23:41:46.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you cry as much as i do.</title><content type='html'>I miss being my old self.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old school.&lt;br /&gt;I miss this boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate the tons of projects.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the modules i'm studying.&lt;br /&gt;I hate having to endure lectures.&lt;br /&gt;I hate attending tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;I hate business.&lt;br /&gt;I hate poly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i love nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-87753512826114032?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/87753512826114032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=87753512826114032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/87753512826114032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/87753512826114032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/07/do-you-cry-as-much-as-i-do.html' title='Do you cry as much as i do.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-9042163809950625549</id><published>2007-06-27T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T23:50:41.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those thousands sweet memories.</title><content type='html'>Oh man.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so so so doomed. Management test is this coming Friday and i've yet to study anything. This and microecons test is so gonna deteriorate my oh-so-good-grades. Gosh. Those A and B grades doesnt proof anything cause my classmates are like assuming i'm genius or something. Which i'm obviously not. And my lecturer was like asking me run her errands instead of the 'chairman'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. I'm thinking of quiting. Better still and make my mum stop all those constant unbearable naggings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home. Let's just put this way i'm better of being outside of the house. No point of ranting bout this cause nothing could be done to save this hectic situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. Could you just save those torturing you're pinning me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm hopelessly exhausted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-9042163809950625549?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/9042163809950625549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=9042163809950625549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9042163809950625549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9042163809950625549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/06/those-thousands-sweet-memories.html' title='those thousands sweet memories.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1523323924126327828</id><published>2007-06-16T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T23:24:29.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between smiles and cries.</title><content type='html'>I know, my blog is gathering dusts in the world web. Maybe, i would update regularly with my laptop now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, im dreading working now. With those upper management in my store, somehow it feels different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with the girls outing just now although we really dont know where we heading then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RnQAV7xMLKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5h4Xw0T2yQI/s1600-h/Memories-0173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RnQAV7xMLKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5h4Xw0T2yQI/s320/Memories-0173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076683056774655138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RnP_p7xMLII/AAAAAAAAAIk/dz83_jR20GA/s1600-h/Caca011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RnP_p7xMLII/AAAAAAAAAIk/dz83_jR20GA/s320/Caca011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076682300860411010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats all the pics i've got with me. tons with the other girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1523323924126327828?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1523323924126327828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1523323924126327828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1523323924126327828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1523323924126327828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/06/between-smiles-and-cries.html' title='Between smiles and cries.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RnQAV7xMLKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/5h4Xw0T2yQI/s72-c/Memories-0173.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-2887353737867129936</id><published>2007-06-07T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T23:24:33.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like sucking the soul in me.</title><content type='html'>PROJECTS=SHIT/SUCKS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm giving up slowly. &lt;br /&gt;bring me up back to my feet.&lt;br /&gt;please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-2887353737867129936?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2887353737867129936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=2887353737867129936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2887353737867129936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2887353737867129936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/06/like-sucking-soul-from-me.html' title='Like sucking the soul in me.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-540534162134696779</id><published>2007-06-01T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:42:39.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump over the puddles like we used to.</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored i'd yawned countless time during that Stats lecture. And at one time, i yawned so loud the people around me laughed. Like seriously, I must get used to all the lecture. Irony is, i've managed to comprehend what was being taught. And hey, look what i've achieved. Somehow, i managed to get A for Accounting which is unlikely of me considering how lazy i could be. And another A in speech. And i'm pretty confident i'll do well for the Stats test. Well, exception of Mircoecons, i'd be happy if i were to pass. But passing isn't everything right. I need the distinction in order to get good GPA points. And with that i can say hello to a bright future of being a Human Resource Manager. How's that sound. I better stop being cocky or i suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Speech on Climatic changes this Tuesday. I must say i've yet to research a thing about it. And expectations are running high on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I must say goodbye yet again to 3 people i adored most. I must remember that Starbucks is about transfroming and changing. Like what i've studied in Management. It's not a stable environment. It's about changing. We cant just be in our comfort zone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9joosgRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VqMWJLjd6XY/s1600-h/IMG_2520.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071120862832001298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9joosgRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VqMWJLjd6XY/s320/IMG_2520.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9joosgSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rorumPJJmNc/s1600-h/IMG_2521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071120862832001314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9joosgSI/AAAAAAAAAIU/rorumPJJmNc/s320/IMG_2521.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9j4osgTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Bx6lBhMI_VA/s1600-h/IMG_2522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071120867126968626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9j4osgTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/Bx6lBhMI_VA/s320/IMG_2522.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-540534162134696779?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/540534162134696779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=540534162134696779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/540534162134696779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/540534162134696779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/06/jump-over-puddles-like-we-used-to.html' title='Jump over the puddles like we used to.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RmA9joosgRI/AAAAAAAAAIM/VqMWJLjd6XY/s72-c/IMG_2520.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-2274580714003505397</id><published>2007-05-28T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T22:03:09.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You make me so hot.</title><content type='html'>To this guy who things he owned the world. Who thinks he's so great when it's obvious he wasn't. Who thinks he played the game so well, he's a winner. Who thinks he've got all the girls around him. And evidence strikes, he was just a fake. A self-proclaim loser. Cocky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh boy, please get a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instincts and guts just got over me. And i'm one hell of a great believer of trusting my own senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, i've yet to decide what should i do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice 1: Go for the Coffeemaster first impression at HQ at 6pm. (Pro: I'll get a black apron. Cons: Location wise, it's too far. i'll be alone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice 2: Store meeting at 7pm. (Important matters affecting the store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choice 3: Accounting tutorial from 6 to 10pm. 2 hours brought forward from last week. (So long but i'll learnt something anyway)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. Watever la. I hate school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-2274580714003505397?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2274580714003505397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=2274580714003505397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2274580714003505397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2274580714003505397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/05/you-make-me-so-hot.html' title='You make me so hot.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-569928188174027180</id><published>2007-05-22T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:48:37.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fallen into the pit again.</title><content type='html'>Time checked: 1220hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Life pratically never did changed. And to think these days would be far better then the past.(Read: far) Its no where to the peace and calm i've been yearning all along. That's pretty sucks. But somehow there's still energy in me to endure all this cycles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's with handing up reports. As if the lecturer would care to read and analyse all the hundreds scripts handed. Presentation is much worthier than reports right. Talking about witless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what's gotten to me. Popping up unthinkable quesntions lingering in my head all this while to this individual. Gosh. When i knew the answer was going to constitute to the pain. I'm at my lowest point ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And i heartily apprehend what i've encounter all this life.&lt;br /&gt;Thus wishing i could just remain being 7.&lt;br /&gt;Being protected by love.&lt;br /&gt;Bliss with the surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;Smiling like there's hope tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-569928188174027180?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/569928188174027180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=569928188174027180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/569928188174027180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/569928188174027180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/05/fallen-into-pit-again.html' title='Fallen into the pit again.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1945494155370771275</id><published>2007-05-19T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:05:10.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The dark clouds i adored.</title><content type='html'>series one - as usual&lt;br /&gt;Name: Nurhayu Alias&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 30 April 1990&lt;br /&gt;Birthplace: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Current Location: Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Eye Color: like black.&lt;br /&gt;Hair Color: black.&lt;br /&gt;Righty or Lefty: definetely righty&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Sign: Taurus&lt;br /&gt;Innie or Outtie: Little of both &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;series two - describe&lt;br /&gt;Your heritage: malay and javanese&lt;br /&gt;The clothes you wore today: oversize shirt&lt;br /&gt;Your hair: short and so kembang.&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness?: any types of chocolate&lt;br /&gt;Your fears: cats&lt;br /&gt;Your perfect pizza: crispy crust, lots of filling, ample cheese, and chillies&lt;br /&gt;One thing you'd like to achieve:  a degree &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; series three - what is&lt;br /&gt;Your most overused phrase : ahh?&lt;br /&gt;Your thoughts first waking up: i wanna sleep forever. let me sleep please&lt;br /&gt;The first feature you notice in the opposite sex: charms&lt;br /&gt;Your best physical feature: cheekbones&lt;br /&gt;Your bedtime: late past midnight&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest accomplishment: having completed o-levels and the coffemaster challenge&lt;br /&gt;Your most missed memory: secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; series four - you prefer&lt;br /&gt;Pepsi or coke: like it taste different.&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's or Burger King: Macs =)&lt;br /&gt;Single or group dates: single. three's a crowd&lt;br /&gt;Adidas or nike: adidas&lt;br /&gt;Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate or vanilla: chocolates la.&lt;br /&gt;Cappuccino or coffee: cap is too foamy for me. coffee's nice.&lt;br /&gt;Boxers or briefs: idk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; series five - do you&lt;br /&gt;Smoke: like no.&lt;br /&gt;Cuss: yeah. who doesn't?&lt;br /&gt;Sing well: no idea&lt;br /&gt;Take a shower everyday: like yes.&lt;br /&gt;Have a crush(es): oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;who are they: too many yah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you think you've been in love: No&lt;br /&gt;Like high school: yes.&lt;br /&gt;Want to get married: hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Type w/ your fingers on the right keys: ??&lt;br /&gt;Believe in yourself: i've got low self-esteem.&lt;br /&gt;Get motion sickness: maybe&lt;br /&gt;Think you're attractive: sadly no.&lt;br /&gt;Think you're a health freak: im not that health conscious.&lt;br /&gt;Get along with your parents: ok la.&lt;br /&gt;Like thunderstorms: no. i cant sleep in peace then&lt;br /&gt;Play an instrument: does playing recorder considered one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; series six - in the past month, did/have you&lt;br /&gt;Go on a date: no.&lt;br /&gt;Go to the mall?: i love shopping.&lt;br /&gt;Been on stage: no.&lt;br /&gt;Been dumped: haha. no&lt;br /&gt;Gone skating: boring.&lt;br /&gt;Made homemade cookies: no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Been in love: no-no&lt;br /&gt;Gone skinny dipping: hell no.&lt;br /&gt;Dyed your hair: i wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;Stolen anything: i did stole a few coins from home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; series eight - the future&lt;br /&gt;Age you hope to be married: 24&lt;br /&gt;Numbers and Names of Children: 3. Andri, Raiyan, i cant figure out one more.&lt;br /&gt;Descibe your Dream Wedding: wait patiently for my invitation card.&lt;br /&gt;How do you want to die: mati shahid.&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to be when you grow up: a teacher. &lt;br /&gt;What country would you most like to visit: London and Dubai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; series nine - opposite/same sex&lt;br /&gt;Best eye color? black la&lt;br /&gt;Best hair color? i dont mind as long as it's not golden.&lt;br /&gt;Short or long hair?: best short.&lt;br /&gt;Best height: taller than me please&lt;br /&gt;Best articles of clothing: anything la.&lt;br /&gt;Best first kiss location: somewhere far from the pry of people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD&lt;br /&gt;putri_ayu, fallout-gerl, the green queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;THREE&lt;/s&gt;One THING YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT YOURSELF&lt;br /&gt;everything i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WISH YOU HAD RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;money and him and brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU&lt;br /&gt;Cats, exams and ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS&lt;br /&gt;food, clothes, money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU'RE WEARING RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;a fake smile, clothes and bangle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVOURITE SONGS/ARTISTS AT PRESENT&lt;br /&gt;Avril and Katharine Mcphee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE NEW THINGS YOU WANT TO TRY IN THE NEXT 12 MONTHS&lt;br /&gt;Being clever, have him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP &lt;br /&gt;uh, honestly and love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE&lt;br /&gt;i hate school, i miss my friends and i'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;charms shows all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS ABOUT THE SAME SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU&lt;br /&gt;beauty and uniquness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW&lt;br /&gt;finish up the projects, study on accounting and sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING&lt;br /&gt;teacher, human resource manager and housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION&lt;br /&gt;London, Dubai and Phuket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE&lt;br /&gt;get a degree, married a good husband and to go on a pilgrimage to Mecca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1945494155370771275?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1945494155370771275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1945494155370771275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/05/dark-clouds-i-adored.html' title='The dark clouds i adored.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-2444748870269513570</id><published>2007-05-18T21:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T00:05:34.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're the reason im here.</title><content type='html'>Sentosa pictures here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2xfJhVsPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XfXbn2sLDg8/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zU5hVskI/AAAAAAAAAHM/Nk3ob-i5LaQ/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902327481086530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zU5hVslI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rRIEOa4llvs/s1600-h/IMG_0814.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zU5hVslI/AAAAAAAAAHU/rRIEOa4llvs/s320/IMG_0814.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902327481086546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zU5hVsmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BF5PFRyq3b0/s1600-h/IMG_0815.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zU5hVsmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/BF5PFRyq3b0/s320/IMG_0815.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902327481086562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zVJhVsnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/s5AOEm3SqHo/s1600-h/IMG_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zVJhVsnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/s5AOEm3SqHo/s320/IMG_0816.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902331776053874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zpphVsoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/N7T5o-plcSI/s1600-h/IMG_0820.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zpphVsoI/AAAAAAAAAHs/N7T5o-plcSI/s320/IMG_0820.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902683963372162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zpphVspI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gmShsCflPlI/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zpphVspI/AAAAAAAAAH0/gmShsCflPlI/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902683963372178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zp5hVsqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/F81oHBbzLPA/s1600-h/IMG_0824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zp5hVsqI/AAAAAAAAAH8/F81oHBbzLPA/s320/IMG_0824.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902688258339490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zp5hVsrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VLXLmsnKVu8/s1600-h/IMG_0834.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2zp5hVsrI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VLXLmsnKVu8/s320/IMG_0834.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065902688258339506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Notice how ugly i looked after being in the sea. Haha. Pictures courtesy of Sampiong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-2444748870269513570?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2444748870269513570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=2444748870269513570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2444748870269513570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2444748870269513570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/05/youre-reason-im-here.html' title='You&apos;re the reason im here.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rk2xfJhVsPI/AAAAAAAAAEk/XfXbn2sLDg8/s72-c/IMG_0750.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-9083383943880587958</id><published>2007-05-05T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:46:02.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the rain falls.</title><content type='html'>Had a superb time last Wednesday and Thursday night. Had dinner at Seoul Garden with Azdhar and few opening partners of starbucks BV. Hey. He treated all 11 of us.Oh, i miss that guy so much. I really wasn't eating that much. I had a phobia with the raw foods. And i ended up eating ice-cream and entertaining the partners. Wahaha. Had a really good laugh then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, went for kick-boxing with Saliz. I must say it was an interesting one. Oh, i cant wait to kick some ass-es. Met a few friends there. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9axTxSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SEuAXf4O0L8/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9axTxSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SEuAXf4O0L8/s320/Image013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061087162671547682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;The world best manager.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9qxTxTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SLGc_Y9t_48/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9qxTxTI/AAAAAAAAAEU/SLGc_Y9t_48/s320/Image015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061087166966514994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9qxTxUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7NSMFRzXUII/s1600-h/Image012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9qxTxUI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7NSMFRzXUII/s320/Image012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061087166966515010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-9083383943880587958?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/9083383943880587958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=9083383943880587958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9083383943880587958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9083383943880587958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/05/let-rain-falls.html' title='Let the rain falls.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RjyX9axTxSI/AAAAAAAAAEM/SEuAXf4O0L8/s72-c/Image013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-7011093123275264667</id><published>2007-04-30T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T23:29:40.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If everyone cares and swallow their prides.</title><content type='html'>I'm 17 at last. A number i've always love.(Well, i'm stuck with the number for 3 years and now) And sadly i've cried to much on my birthday in the wee morning. All this years i've been living and im grateful to Allah, my family and friends. To start, I spent my birthday countdown alone, doing closing and i was washing the cups and plates when 12am on 30 April falls. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, dad picked me up and we went Mustafa Center. I love that place especially in the wee morning since it's the only shopping center that operates 24 hours. Bought myself a thumbdrive and memory card at a very good price. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all those wishes you people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. i wish i was 7 back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-7011093123275264667?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/7011093123275264667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=7011093123275264667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7011093123275264667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/7011093123275264667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/if-everyone-cares-and-swallow-their.html' title='If everyone cares and swallow their prides.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1395581316559716744</id><published>2007-04-22T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T23:24:29.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The art of juggling.</title><content type='html'>I wish i was a clown. All i had to is entertain people. Nothing to worry of arduous task. Just being my myself, naturally dumb i mean. Need not bother of all the mistakes I've done and caused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for now, i'm contented being at work. I love you partners. You made me laughing like hyenas for this 2 days. I've never laughed that hard for the past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8n65KRqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qeS-sl07RzE/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8n65KRqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qeS-sl07RzE/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272031919261346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8oK5KRrI/AAAAAAAAADc/8j3gJNRdTNQ/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8oK5KRrI/AAAAAAAAADc/8j3gJNRdTNQ/s320/Image001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272036214228658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8oK5KRsI/AAAAAAAAADk/h704_94VlYA/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8oK5KRsI/AAAAAAAAADk/h704_94VlYA/s320/Image002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272036214228674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8oa5KRtI/AAAAAAAAADs/juIsu-MByM4/s1600-h/Image006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8oa5KRtI/AAAAAAAAADs/juIsu-MByM4/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272040509195986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit9Bq5KRvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/z9qtnSV8FIs/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit9Bq5KRvI/AAAAAAAAAD8/z9qtnSV8FIs/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056272474300892914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit9m65KRwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fp6PFcSY-0k/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit9m65KRwI/AAAAAAAAAEE/fp6PFcSY-0k/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056273114251020034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. Back to school again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1395581316559716744?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1395581316559716744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1395581316559716744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1395581316559716744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1395581316559716744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/art-of-juggling.html' title='The art of juggling.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rit8n65KRqI/AAAAAAAAADU/qeS-sl07RzE/s72-c/Image000.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3312528525368814605</id><published>2007-04-19T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T23:00:48.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey gay, get a life.</title><content type='html'>Seriously, i think you're a pathetic dumb gay. Even though you tried to deny it, the fact was clearly shown from your face. And don't even think i'm gonna cooperate with you. Here i am giving my 100 percent attention and participation, and you just didn't try. It isn't fair ok. I hope you fail or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, why in the world am i ranting about this person. But there's a possibility it's gonna affect my life now. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's is alright for now. With the exception that the lecturers would not stop scaring me about ICA and exams and class participation. Oh god, help and guide me. I need the good grades and be somewhere better than this. Oh plese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3312528525368814605?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3312528525368814605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3312528525368814605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3312528525368814605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3312528525368814605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-gay-get-life.html' title='Hey gay, get a life.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-2052446041332515279</id><published>2007-04-16T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:52:23.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im closing my eyes.</title><content type='html'>Surprisingly, i'm beat. Only had like 4 hours of school and i look half dead. Lectures gonna be a pain now. I'm totally lost. All the business/marketing/accounting all coming out now. I've should have taken P.O.A at the first place. One of my lectures is so stringent i hate her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i go back to secondary school life and remain there. Cause tertiary education doesn't seems comforting enough for me. Oh life, give me a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-2052446041332515279?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/2052446041332515279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=2052446041332515279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2052446041332515279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/2052446041332515279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/im-closing-my-eyes.html' title='Im closing my eyes.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-6136549902835368494</id><published>2007-04-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:46:13.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You don't know anything about me.</title><content type='html'>Can i forsee of what will happen in the future. I hope it wouldn't be any worst than this. Cause everything stinks like one pile of leeches put together. There's no use for regret in this time and all i have to do is face it, reluctantly. For all i know, the life onwards won't be according to plan and it'll be dull, i cry everytime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-6136549902835368494?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6136549902835368494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=6136549902835368494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6136549902835368494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6136549902835368494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/you-dont-know-anything-about-me.html' title='You don&apos;t know anything about me.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8760208436073722218</id><published>2007-04-05T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T23:09:20.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be frank. Err.</title><content type='html'>Did i mentioned in previous entries which poly i'm going. I guess i didn't. And yeah. I've been accepted to Nanyang Poly. The Poly i've long for due to some profound reasons. I'm taking Business Management which i iniatialy thought i wouldn't be accepted in. But hey i did. And im truly beyond ecstatic though the minor fact that there's gonna be 339 others taking this course in Nyp. And not mentioning more than hundreds in other polys too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So competiton to find jobs related to my course will indeed be tough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not thinking about that first. What worries me now whether Nyp has yet to receive my package. What if that package of mine was received late. I'm scared. Hopefully, when the orientation starts next week, my name is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 April is still a long day ahead.&lt;br /&gt;30 April is even further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8760208436073722218?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8760208436073722218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8760208436073722218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8760208436073722218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8760208436073722218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/be-frank-err.html' title='Be frank. Err.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1450712698486966689</id><published>2007-04-04T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T00:03:16.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fire my heart.</title><content type='html'>Hurr. How i hate this menses cramp. Gosh. Once in a month i can feel the bloody pain ripping up. And sadly, I can't pretty much do anything but whine and whine. I've missed today store meeting due to this cramp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please go away cause i just can't stand you anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1450712698486966689?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1450712698486966689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1450712698486966689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1450712698486966689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1450712698486966689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/04/fire-my-heart.html' title='Fire my heart.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8735248597925802466</id><published>2007-03-31T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T23:44:15.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The same old girl, well maybe.</title><content type='html'>So you can say i'm being distant from you. Well, I can't deny the truth anyway. And since when am I exceptional in hiding emotions inside of me. To start it off, everything has changed. So now we're being pretty ignorant to each other. And i can see it's heading to nowhere. Mundane and lopsided it all seems to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;So hope it all happens in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is flowing in the opposing direction.&lt;br /&gt;I don't need perfection.&lt;br /&gt;Just turn my whole world around.&lt;br /&gt;So i can put on the crown.&lt;br /&gt;And be contented.&lt;br /&gt;With just being me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8735248597925802466?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8735248597925802466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8735248597925802466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8735248597925802466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8735248597925802466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/03/same-old-girl-well-maybe.html' title='The same old girl, well maybe.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8315768146988223603</id><published>2007-03-24T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:28:34.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So near, yet i've missed again.</title><content type='html'>And so my life evolve with yet another farewell goodbye with a person close to me. It's hard saying so. Im not fond of saying it in front of the person anyway. I just get tongue-tied and that's it. No hugging or nothing near it. And so i hide it.I witnessed the sadness in your eyes. You tried to hold back your tears. You just couldn't say those words and you scribble what you feel on the piece of paper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the world, he was there. Instinct was true from the very beginning. It was him. Obscure but visible I distinguished. Oh why can't he move along. So why stay when it could turn my world to beauty. And i heed those faded images as I passed by. Sadly, I hope all this would mean something one day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8315768146988223603?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8315768146988223603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8315768146988223603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8315768146988223603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8315768146988223603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/03/so-near-yet-i-missed-again.html' title='So near, yet i&apos;ve missed again.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8651987383902653662</id><published>2007-03-15T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T21:35:33.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i have you instead.</title><content type='html'>Oh. What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll update next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it won't be that long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8651987383902653662?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8651987383902653662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8651987383902653662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8651987383902653662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8651987383902653662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/03/can-i-have-you-instead.html' title='Can i have you instead.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-6921928835989246505</id><published>2007-02-28T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T23:23:39.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm driving myself mad.</title><content type='html'>Gosh. It practically rained the whole day today. And sadly, my sleep was interrupted by Fiq. Hur. At the eleventh hour called me to help him to prepare for bar test. Yeah. He passed! Later in the afternoon, met huda go to the MOE centre to collect the cert. I wasn't in the mood thanks to the weather. It just makes me wanna sleep. And to add to the fact that i'm sleep-deprived. Yeah, i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been doing closing many times in a week now. So it means that, it will be around 3 am i reached home and i cant sleep after that. Stayed up watched the telly. And i woke up so freaking late. I need school. I was tempted to ask the person that the counter at MOE center, did he by any chance knew where i'm posted to. But i didn't. I guess i have to wait. Eagerly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to take the public transport. The commuters drive me nuts. I shall not rant here. I just wish i could fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-6921928835989246505?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/6921928835989246505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=6921928835989246505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6921928835989246505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/6921928835989246505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-driving-myself-mad.html' title='I&apos;m driving myself mad.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1074938202887153719</id><published>2007-02-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:03:00.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those funny little things.</title><content type='html'>Last Saturday was hell of a fun! Was invited to go Mr. Toh's house. Met up with my classmates around 1330 at Mac and proceeded straight to his house. Seriously i like the interior design of his house. Zen and simple. Me, Sarrah, Trudy and Nikki was the few ones who conquered the sofa. We watched a few movies and ate pizzas. At 1500 the whole lot of us left and we went to Bugis, partly due that i was working later. So yah, the 4 of us with the addition of Nigel shopped at Bugis Junction. They then watched Dream Girls. Too bad i cant watched with them cause i gotta work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, work was fun. Finally gotten to be with the same shift as Sya. Man. My placce was kinda busy and a fire broke out in the oven, thanks to me. But nothing serious happened. Sya later on scalded her hand with the hot water. Vincent spilled the floor with his chocolate drinks. And Bran had loads of cuts on his palm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Closing was super fast with the helped of the extra 2 guys. With the fact that Haffiz played rock songs so loudly. Later on me, sya, vince and bran went supper. All we did was ate and laughed and there was a spare of 30 mins before the taxi comes at 3am. So we headed to SB-BJ and played 'bluff'. I ended up losing instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my friends so much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1074938202887153719?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1074938202887153719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1074938202887153719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1074938202887153719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1074938202887153719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/those-funny-little-things.html' title='Those funny little things.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3548024629817084407</id><published>2007-02-24T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T01:47:34.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Somehow, it goes back to you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;A guy fell head over heels with a girl. And yeah, she fell for him too. He discovered that she's everything in his life. All the sweet things happened to them. And so he thought nothing could ever break them apart, not even god. He was proven wrong. She was seeing another guy. His world doesn't seems to be beautiful anymore. He was beyond despair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Months passed and he still cant get over her. No other girl could replace her. Not even an angel could.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i wonder who she is. That you fall in love so deeply. That you'll do everything for. That makes you shed a tear. That deceases all your happiness. That fades your wonderous smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is she some goddess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all you need to know: KARMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like they say, what goes around, comes around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow it happened to you now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you're enjoying the torment you're going through now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause im definetely enjoy watching you suffer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah. And you used me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it didn't turned out exactly as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go whine about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3548024629817084407?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3548024629817084407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3548024629817084407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3548024629817084407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3548024629817084407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/somehow-it-goes-back-to-you.html' title='Somehow, it goes back to you.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-834844530539453223</id><published>2007-02-20T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T22:26:57.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not sad.</title><content type='html'>So last week karaoke was postponed to tonight. It's one hectic day man. Watched Ghost Rider with Bran, Sya and Izyan. And Bran paid for it. Amazingly, the movie wasn't what i thought it was. And i think Nicholas Cage is hot for his age. I was like closing my eyes everytime a scary effect showed up. I wanna sleep peacefully tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to Bugis Village for the store meeting by our new SM.He's ok. But i'll miss Azdhar. Around 6pm we boarded taxis to go Apollo Centre. Enjoyed myself and i cant stop disturbing the rest when they're singing. And around 8pm my dad called and told me to go down and go home. Shit. I've to leave or he'll go up. Father, father. I'm not doing anything wrong right. I'm a good daughter aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, all the craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-834844530539453223?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/834844530539453223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=834844530539453223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/834844530539453223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/834844530539453223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-not-sad.html' title='I&apos;m not sad.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1340783387242128658</id><published>2007-02-13T12:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T14:43:33.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My moon and stars.</title><content type='html'>Closing yesterday was definetely fun and fast and furious. Hah. With the help of 3 extra people. Managed to finish everything by 1 am. Throughout the closing i just couldn't shut up and kept singing. As told by Mus, i'm a human radio. Wahaha. And we waited nearly 1 hour for Sally to complete her manager's stuff. So we took photos mainly me as the model with scary things like the hand popping out from nowhere and we used Poh Leng's handphone. We were bored la. And so at 2 am, we went to have supper at Bencoolen again with the BJ partners. Fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tonight karoake with all the partners of BV in conjunction with the farewell party. Ahh. My store manager leaving soon!! Please stay please.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFC4x2aVI/AAAAAAAAABs/2yXZrOF8_Ks/s1600-h/ad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFC4x2aVI/AAAAAAAAABs/2yXZrOF8_Ks/s320/ad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030878174653081938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFDIx2aWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/00VIvS7Vyk0/s1600-h/as.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFDIx2aWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/00VIvS7Vyk0/s320/as.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030878178948049250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFfox2aXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hebeIzahRZA/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFfox2aXI/AAAAAAAAAB8/hebeIzahRZA/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030878668574321010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFtox2aYI/AAAAAAAAACE/554xlj-bPw8/s1600-h/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFtox2aYI/AAAAAAAAACE/554xlj-bPw8/s320/Image003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030878909092489602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFF7Yx2aZI/AAAAAAAAACM/whF1N_MFQmg/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFF7Yx2aZI/AAAAAAAAACM/whF1N_MFQmg/s320/Image004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030879145315690898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFGJYx2aaI/AAAAAAAAACU/jnVEgwwy3ZQ/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFGJYx2aaI/AAAAAAAAACU/jnVEgwwy3ZQ/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030879385833859490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1340783387242128658?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1340783387242128658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1340783387242128658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1340783387242128658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1340783387242128658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-moon-and-stars.html' title='My moon and stars.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/RdFFC4x2aVI/AAAAAAAAABs/2yXZrOF8_Ks/s72-c/ad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-1223197178352127228</id><published>2007-02-12T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T14:43:03.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Turn back, see what you left behind.</title><content type='html'>I've finally registered online after much delibration. I was at the site for more than 10 minutes and when i press 'submit' button, a page wrote that the time had expired and that means i had to do the choices all over again. And i didn't even wrote all the 12 choices down on a piece of paper. My cousin was like 'fickle-minded la you'. I guess i am. Hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i think i'll get my fifth choice. So much for wanting tourism and business courses thanks to the point i've got to offer. It's a little to high compared to the rest of the people. As long as i got to enter Nanyang Poly, i'll be happy. 3 weeks more and i knew which poly im going. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to start schooling. Seriously, I had enough of working everyday. Woah. Like i worked everyday. But i'll be going part time when i start schooling. In that way, i'll get some income and buy everything i want. Oh yeah. I'm loving it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A new life wait ahead.&lt;br /&gt;So shine i hope to bid.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-1223197178352127228?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/1223197178352127228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=1223197178352127228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1223197178352127228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/1223197178352127228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/turn-back-see-what-you-left-behind.html' title='Turn back, see what you left behind.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-3974108741772521821</id><published>2007-02-10T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T17:26:54.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't need you now.</title><content type='html'>I guess i did ok. But personally, my results sucks yah. English grade was such a disappointment. I knew i can do better than this but it's too late and i've no regret. I cant believe i did well for physics and amaths. Muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday I seriously thought my heart would jump out the moment i started queing for the results. And Fiqa still got the cheek to take a picture of us- with my super nervous-wreck face. And i just can't shut up for a moment. Mr Low was there. More anticipation. For once im sure he gonna asked me this. "What happened hayu?". But he didn't. The moment i stepped in front of him. He told me i did great for both maths. In my mind i was like, 'is he lying or something'. But he wasn't and oh boy that gave me the courage to look at the slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. I swear i wouldn't forget yesterday. The nerve-wrecking in the beginning turns out to be a joyous one. And i sat behind the hall and ignored almost everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Didi, Fiqa and me decided to go out and boarded the train. Me and Fiqa alighted at Somerset while Didi met someone at City Hall. So we went to the Starbucks at OG. Cool place! I really love the Balinese theme but it was kinda warm over there. And so we headed down Bugis to visit my store and we went Swensens at Northpoint. Finally i've got to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i thought my stomach was full, my dad decided to bring my family out to eat. Aiyoo. Haha. I managed to eat though. We went Newton. Nice seafood. My mum just cant stop complimenting that the food was superb. Anyway, I felt so bloated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2JKox2aOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/T_qsmXuMJMY/s1600-h/IMGP0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029827174680914146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2JKox2aOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/T_qsmXuMJMY/s320/IMGP0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close-up on how horrible i look before the results was announced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks OR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2Jm4x2aPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/d4l3dhmLpEQ/s1600-h/IMGP0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2Jm4x2aPI/AAAAAAAAAAg/d4l3dhmLpEQ/s320/IMGP0587.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029827660012218610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my raspberry java and fiqa's raspberry cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2J0Ix2aQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3g3DkKZEbX0/s1600-h/IMGP0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2J0Ix2aQI/AAAAAAAAAAo/3g3DkKZEbX0/s320/IMGP0588.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029827887645485314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the JAE booklet is on the table!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2Kd4x2aRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nj_vzp3Viy8/s1600-h/IMGP0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2Kd4x2aRI/AAAAAAAAAAw/nj_vzp3Viy8/s320/IMGP0592.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029828604905023762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high in caffeine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2Kr4x2aSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gQ6Ugnhmwdg/s1600-h/IMGP0593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2Kr4x2aSI/AAAAAAAAAA4/gQ6Ugnhmwdg/s320/IMGP0593.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029828845423192354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you sure smile wide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2K8Ix2aTI/AAAAAAAAABA/UfAjcy5vNAo/s1600-h/IMGP0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2K8Ix2aTI/AAAAAAAAABA/UfAjcy5vNAo/s320/IMGP0595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029829124596066610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posing beside the small fountain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2LNIx2aUI/AAAAAAAAABI/77dS7f_9c9c/s1600-h/IMGP0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2LNIx2aUI/AAAAAAAAABI/77dS7f_9c9c/s320/IMGP0597.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029829416653842754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My oh my, what a day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-3974108741772521821?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/3974108741772521821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=3974108741772521821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3974108741772521821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/3974108741772521821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-dont-need-you-now.html' title='I don&apos;t need you now.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rc2JKox2aOI/AAAAAAAAAAY/T_qsmXuMJMY/s72-c/IMGP0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-9109948141228770387</id><published>2007-02-08T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T17:10:19.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double the trouble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rcs6F4x2aNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OiJWrGWrYOI/s1600-h/g8000-8v_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029177281704519890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rcs6F4x2aNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OiJWrGWrYOI/s320/g8000-8v_large.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm the proud owner of this watch. And im so loving it. Hur results tomorrow. i think i'm gonna die.&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/35657172-9109948141228770387?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/9109948141228770387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=9109948141228770387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9109948141228770387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/9109948141228770387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/double-trouble.html' title='Double the trouble.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_WQzIw2waBz4/Rcs6F4x2aNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/OiJWrGWrYOI/s72-c/g8000-8v_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8309464892898410402</id><published>2007-02-08T14:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T14:07:42.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamp your future.</title><content type='html'>I'm such a pathetic moron. I've lost my handphone at Starbucks Capital Tower yesterday. Went to visit Fiqa there and stayed over till closing. And gosh the store is damn big la. The bar area is like wow with their Verismo machine. I'm so green with envy. And so i didn't realised i've left my phone lying on the sofa until the manager have locked the door. But then the manager have walked away and it was a little to late to ask her to unlock the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was a sign. I've never lost my phone before cause i'm such a careful arse. Hahaha. Maybe i'm getting a new phone. But i'm not gonna use my hard-earned money to buy that. I rather spent it on clothes. :-) Anyway visited Topshop and Dorothy Perkins yeaterday but nothing seems to convince me to buy the clothes there. Im having second thoughts. I don't feel like using my money at all.. I've also visit this watch shop and i have doubts whether to buy the 88 bucks watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel like spending now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cries and joys for tomorrow. hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8309464892898410402?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8309464892898410402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8309464892898410402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8309464892898410402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8309464892898410402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/revamp-your-future.html' title='Revamp your future.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-8424289556856449930</id><published>2007-02-06T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:19:20.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warmth and comfort.</title><content type='html'>Push the thoughts of o-levels results away. Retail therapy does that. And i'm intending to do some shopping tomorrow. Topshop dress here i come! Oh yes. Finally some cash in my bank account. I can't believe there's only 58 cents left currently. I'm such a spendthrift and i dont bother to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no. Azdhar my dear store manager gonna leave for Starbucks Parkway. Why must you go la? I'll miss all the crap and shit then. Hur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoot. Me, shimah and sya just cant stop drooling/talking/obsessing about Starbucks partners particularly the guys. Hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-8424289556856449930?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/8424289556856449930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=8424289556856449930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8424289556856449930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/8424289556856449930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/warmth-and-comfort.html' title='Warmth and comfort.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4020913819170339604</id><published>2007-02-05T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:45:59.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't forget im alive.</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't leave please.&lt;br /&gt;It'll be so boring then.&lt;br /&gt;And life just won't be the same anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, goodbyes are hard to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4020913819170339604?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4020913819170339604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4020913819170339604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4020913819170339604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4020913819170339604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/dont-forget-im-alive.html' title='Don&apos;t forget im alive.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-548886389307071165</id><published>2007-02-04T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T00:23:17.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your charms have broken in my eyes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;So long and goodbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause im invisible to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-548886389307071165?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/548886389307071165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=548886389307071165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/548886389307071165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/548886389307071165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-charms-have-broken-in-my-eyes.html' title='Your charms have broken in my eyes.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-4725996882946180109</id><published>2007-02-03T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T14:38:14.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To be somewhere distant from here.</title><content type='html'>Im numb and frozen now. O-levels results would sure be out on this Friday. So much for hoping for the best. It's too late now. Life is so hopeless now. Mum's constant nagging been driving me crazy. Siblings bickering thanks to my fat-arse mouth brother who still refused to behave maturely despite his freaking age. For once, I prayed for some peace here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that lighten me up is 7 Feb. I would finally get some money and kill the desire of me wanting to buy a dress from either Topshop or Dorothy Perkins. That's all i gotta buy thanks to the oven which exploded recently and how badly my mum need to buy another one with my salary. So much so for an Adidas watch, a new bag and more clothes. And adult fare sucks. Now i knew the pain of paying just a few dollars just to get to the side of the country. And my workplace is nowhere near. So looks like i gotta top up 50 bucks for the fare and i doubt it would last me for a month. That goes to show i need to attend some school which i hopefully hope would be Nyp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where's all my happy mood gone to. I've no mood for eveything. I've decline 3 outings from my friends. Oh. I'm such a pathetic friend. I just wanna lock myself up and just do nothing. That's how im spending my time currently. I've been wanting to revamp my blog but i just couldn't do it. Gosh. im ultra-pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur. So i hope those people out there reading these would be in fine health and in happiness. Im so opposite of all the good things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-4725996882946180109?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/4725996882946180109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=4725996882946180109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4725996882946180109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/4725996882946180109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/to-be-somewhere-distant-from-here.html' title='To be somewhere distant from here.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-5807411756936446284</id><published>2007-02-01T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T16:35:47.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna feel nothing.</title><content type='html'>Chalet at Aloha was really a memorable event for the partners. I really enjoyed myself till i got myself sick. I heart all the partners in starbucks bugis village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to the fact that im sick and not in the mood to type all the detail regarding the chalet. i then post the links for the pictures. Click &lt;a href="http://share.shutterfly.com/action/welcome?sid=8CYtGrFu5bsN4"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. The pictures will do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-5807411756936446284?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/5807411756936446284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=5807411756936446284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5807411756936446284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/5807411756936446284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-wanna-feel-nothing.html' title='I wanna feel nothing.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116982838298315417</id><published>2007-01-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:19:42.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So you just slipped away.</title><content type='html'>Im so sleep deprived right now. And im waiting for dear Shimah to online. So me, her and Sya gonna make a plan to seek revenge to a guy. I cant wait for it. Guys can be misleading and deceiving sometimes. ok. i mean all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she's online now! and we're talking nonsense. How can i ever stand working with them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cos i wanna see u again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116982838298315417?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116982838298315417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116982838298315417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116982838298315417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116982838298315417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-you-just-slipped-away.html' title='So you just slipped away.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116972759017299712</id><published>2007-01-25T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T20:19:50.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>And i knew you wouldn't be there.</title><content type='html'>Coffee Presentation held yesterday was a success though the number of other Starbucks partners turned up was little. Most of the people were customers and it wasn't that nerve-wrecking for me. Azdhar recorded the whole presentation and i swore im gonna hide somewhere when they show it next week at the chalet. Seriously i looked horrible with my hair. hah. i had a bar hair day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, yesterday marked Dzul's last day working in BV. He was shifted to Bugis Junction. So sad, im so gonna miss working with him though the fact that he could be a pain in the neck sometimes. And the whole lot went to eat at Newton after the coffee presentation. cool place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Nanyang Poly tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116972759017299712?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116972759017299712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116972759017299712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116972759017299712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116972759017299712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-i-knew-you-wouldnt-be-there.html' title='And i knew you wouldn&apos;t be there.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116948453944869611</id><published>2007-01-23T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T00:48:59.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreading the awful truth.</title><content type='html'>I'm so gonna be dead by the end of this week. Attachments the whole week and coffee presentation on Wednesday. Shoot. This is so similar when im still schooling. Nothing ever change aite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JANNAH is back. i missed her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116948453944869611?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116948453944869611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116948453944869611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116948453944869611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116948453944869611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/dreading-awful-truth.html' title='Dreading the awful truth.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116917553270429358</id><published>2007-01-19T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T11:10:46.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>History being repeated.</title><content type='html'>Let the pictures do the talking this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/623412/q1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/361483/q1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did closing yesterday and while waiting for the taxi to come, i did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/229834/IMGP0463.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/533734/IMGP0463.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/694383/IMGP0465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/693442/IMGP0465.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/742080/IMGP0467.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/84573/IMGP0467.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/135067/IMGP0462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/348237/IMGP0462.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/226218/IMGP0464.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/134324/IMGP0464.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/709466/IMGP0471.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/523364/IMGP0471.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/976242/IMGP0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/190593/IMGP0473.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/463181/IMGP0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/829582/IMGP0475.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/705691/IMGP0478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/601359/IMGP0478.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/254667/IMGP0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/643626/IMGP0480.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/321928/IMGP0482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/687090/IMGP0482.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/722399/IMGP0483.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/144321/IMGP0483.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/695487/IMGP0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/924700/IMGP0484.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/35865/IMGP0486.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/340709/IMGP0486.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so what am i?&lt;br /&gt;a toy doll which you stop playing after you get sick of it?&lt;br /&gt;for all you know.&lt;br /&gt;i ain't a doll.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116917553270429358?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116917553270429358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116917553270429358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116917553270429358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116917553270429358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/history-being-repeated.html' title='History being repeated.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116905581558258660</id><published>2007-01-18T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T01:45:26.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time will reveal the truths</title><content type='html'>Good morning people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, Fiq just sent the pictures for the Monday outing at Orchard. I've regretted not bringing my camera. So we have to rely on Fiq's new V3X handphone which i personally think is so super cool! And sadly we took so little pictures. Hah. i was kinda hurrying to go work you see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/781323/15-01-07_1732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/707910/15-01-07_1732.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vijay talked alot and complain too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/758888/15-01-07_1730.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/219106/15-01-07_1730.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smashed chicken with the hot chillies! i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/37120/15-01-07_1731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/359759/15-01-07_1731.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice lemon tea which doesn't taste like one. but it was nice cos they added honey to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/405567/15-01-07_1754.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/95608/15-01-07_1754.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarrah just ordered a 'milo dinosaur' drink. gosh. she refused to eat anything there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/487226/15-01-07_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/100509/15-01-07_1843.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my store, Fiq's Ice Venti No Whip Hazelnut Chocolate and the Mango Cheesecake.Super delish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/129450/15-01-07_2024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/943556/15-01-07_2024.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the comfort of the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/1600/753227/15-01-07_2027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/46/382/320/663967/15-01-07_2027.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this mad woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i cant sleep now cause it's you i miss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116905581558258660?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116905581558258660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116905581558258660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116905581558258660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116905581558258660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-will-reveal-truths.html' title='Time will reveal the truths'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116905230944827067</id><published>2007-01-18T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T00:45:09.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This goes to show; i'm hopeless.</title><content type='html'>As mentioned by someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Love is a silly excuse to achieve happiness'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find this sadly true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116905230944827067?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116905230944827067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116905230944827067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116905230944827067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116905230944827067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-goes-to-show-im-hopeless.html' title='This goes to show; i&apos;m hopeless.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116900329926455272</id><published>2007-01-17T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T11:17:01.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alone at the aisle, waiting for you.</title><content type='html'>30 random facts about me that you might not know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.I'm 1.61m. I still think i'm short.&lt;br /&gt;2.I've recently cut my hair and the fringe is super short it looks more like bangs.&lt;br /&gt;3.I dont know if i'm in love currently.&lt;br /&gt;4.Infactuation is over me.&lt;br /&gt;5.I love to wear oversize shirt in the comfort of my house.&lt;br /&gt;6.I hate people who made wrong accusation about me.&lt;br /&gt;7.I love the number 7!&lt;br /&gt;8.I certainly think i'm more matured now.&lt;br /&gt;9.I hate it when my menses invaded me.&lt;br /&gt;10.I just need a boyfriend that would eventually be my husband.&lt;br /&gt;11.I spent nearly 80% of my salary.&lt;br /&gt;12.I'm scared to death of the coming of 'O' level results&lt;br /&gt;13.I've regretted not studying hard enough in all my exams&lt;br /&gt;14.I'm scared of all types of animals.&lt;br /&gt;15.I hate it when people scolded me.&lt;br /&gt;16.I wish i have mixed blood parentage.&lt;br /&gt;17.My register number in the 3 years of my secondary school is 17.&lt;br /&gt;18.I was a prefect in both primary and secondary school life.&lt;br /&gt;19.I'm a person which goes with the flow. i'll accept anything.&lt;br /&gt;20.I think i'm decent.&lt;br /&gt;21.I never did anything outrageous in my life.&lt;br /&gt;22.I love to scribble especially on the desks and wall of my class.&lt;br /&gt;23.I have a lot of cuts on my palm and fingers.&lt;br /&gt;24.I tend to be clumsy at times.&lt;br /&gt;25.I find crying enlightening.&lt;br /&gt;26.There's a double decker bed in my house.&lt;br /&gt;27.My room is pink in colour thanks to my sister who thinks it's nice.&lt;br /&gt;28.I have a coffee presentation coming up and i dont feel like doing it.&lt;br /&gt;29.People have the tendency to sing 'Ayu(Are you) sleeping' whenever they meet me.&lt;br /&gt;30.I'm bored and that's the reason i posted this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116900329926455272?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116900329926455272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116900329926455272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116900329926455272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116900329926455272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/alone-at-aisle-waiting-for-you.html' title='Alone at the aisle, waiting for you.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116895507096787458</id><published>2007-01-16T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T21:44:30.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drive the misery away.</title><content type='html'>Hello people! Im missing school life. I miss my friends like so badly. Went out with Sarrah yesterday at Cineleisure to job-hunt. And too bad, she found none. Later met with Fiq, Vish and Vijay. Brought them to a restaurant at Lucky Plaza. And gosh, the guys had lots to talk about the service and foods. And made the food i ate looked and tasted unappetising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Fiq and Sarrah went to my store to sent me off to work. And they sat there for nearly 2 hours and watched something gross that happened there. I wont say here cause it'll ruin my pride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today went attachment at Tampines Mall. Yeah it was ok. The crowds wasn't that alot. Met Isa and we took bus 39 which was a freaking long journey. Ok. At least it wasn't a dull journey. Had to put up with his notorious behaviour. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He treated me a chocolate drink at a bubble tea shop. Man. Why buy there if i can get a drink similar to that at starbucks. He's wasting he's money i tell you. But what the heck, i had fun spitting the pearls out. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116895507096787458?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116895507096787458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116895507096787458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116895507096787458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116895507096787458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/drive-misery-away.html' title='Drive the misery away.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116883303401764590</id><published>2007-01-15T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T11:56:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blind these eyes.</title><content type='html'>The overdue pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0441.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0433.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0431.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0431.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0429.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da5.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/da6.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0443.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0445.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v215/hayu_90/IMGP0446.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks Bugis Village, my favourite place on earth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116883303401764590?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116883303401764590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116883303401764590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116883303401764590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116883303401764590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/blind-these-eyes.html' title='Blind these eyes.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116882937058607509</id><published>2007-01-15T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T10:49:30.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart wants it but mind's against it.</title><content type='html'>My love and fear had burned each other out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wont fall for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116882937058607509?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116882937058607509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116882937058607509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116882937058607509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116882937058607509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/heart-wants-it-but-minds-against-it.html' title='Heart wants it but mind&apos;s against it.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116860420041679052</id><published>2007-01-12T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:16:40.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ponder about it</title><content type='html'>so let me sit here alone to count the star above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116860420041679052?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116860420041679052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116860420041679052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116860420041679052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116860420041679052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/ponder-about-it.html' title='Ponder about it'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116852900296443138</id><published>2007-01-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T23:26:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The World Doesn't Evolved Around You.</title><content type='html'>Yeah. Had fun shopping last tuesday with Kifriyani. Finally gotten the pair of sandals i've always wanted. Bought 2 blouse and a pants at Wisma Atria. Got it at a half price. Good deal. Went for late dinner at Lucky Plaza. Seriously, the &lt;em&gt;nasi ayam penyet &lt;/em&gt;was yummylicious. You people should try it. Oh yeah. I searched everywhere for an organiser but unfortunately i found none. I did found it la but nothing suits to my liking. Oh forget about organiser. I'll buy a diary then. A blank one'll be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks Central OPENS! Cool place. Had the Family and Friends thingy for 2 hours. Free food and drinks. Ryan, shimah,poh leng and melvin and me was enjoying the free flow of foods. I'll miss all the CE partners who worked at BV before. Aite. We'll meet you again at the upcoming chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New handphone next month!! Say hello to a walkman sony erikson phone which i still cant decide on which.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go shopping again. I've got 300 bucks to spent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some people are just pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;SICKENING PATHETIC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116852900296443138?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116852900296443138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116852900296443138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116852900296443138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116852900296443138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/world-doesnt-evolved-around-you.html' title='The World Doesn&apos;t Evolved Around You.'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35657172.post-116832087837274669</id><published>2007-01-09T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T13:34:38.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost famous</title><content type='html'>And this is my first post for 2007 and it's been 9 days after new year. To tell the truth i forsee this year as an unlucky one. So many things bad things occured just this week and with the o-level results just around the corner. Man, I can start growing white hairs and wrinkles on my forehead. Life sure sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the brighter note, i'll be spending time on retail therapy with old long lost best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;And nothing else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35657172-116832087837274669?l=fallout-gerl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/feeds/116832087837274669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35657172&amp;postID=116832087837274669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116832087837274669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35657172/posts/default/116832087837274669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fallout-gerl.blogspot.com/2007/01/almost-famous.html' title='Almost famous'/><author><name>princess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10514639163777089712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
