<?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-5064949839082718263</id><updated>2011-12-20T14:00:33.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why not, take a star from the sky. Why not, spread your wings and fly(:</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1644163824874796913</id><published>2011-12-20T13:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T14:00:33.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams.</title><content type='html'>Had many dreams last night. All so random. And so weird.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt that a volcano erupted. Except that rocks came out. Blown out of the volcano. Rocks on fire. Weird? The scene was a beach. A really nice beach.&lt;br /&gt;Then I dreamt that I was in a forest. With a lady. I can't remember that one so clearly. But I remember shouting at that lady. Out of frustration. Weird.&lt;br /&gt;Weird dream number 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt of Cody and a teacher from EVG. Except that the teacher was never really in EVG.&lt;br /&gt;They didn't get along.&lt;br /&gt;Weird dream number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the one that I remember clearly is actually this. A sad dream.&lt;br /&gt;Dreamt of Gadis Ayu. Dreamt that she was at the beach with some friends, including Faith. Fiance was there too but she was with another group of friends. 'Her' group of friends. Some event was going on? A party? I stayed indoors, somewhere near the beach. Chalet? Resort? (I wish. Hahaha.) Decided to give it a miss, wasn't very interested. (Which was very stupid of me. It's a party. At the beach.)&lt;br /&gt;Then I decided to go, just to maybe pass by and see what it was like there. And to see a bit of Fiance. (Hahahaha.) But as I was walking towards the beach, along this path, I saw something ahead. Someone walking in the opposite direction. It was at night. I continued walking. &lt;br /&gt;Then I realized it was Gadis Ayuuuuuu. &lt;br /&gt;As I continued walking, I realized she was crying. ( .. :( ..)&lt;br /&gt;I walked faster towards her but she changed her course of direction suddenly. And I had to chase her. But when I finally caught up with her, she hugged me, crying. Seeing her cry like that just in the dream was heartbreaking. It was Faith.&lt;br /&gt;But ahh, so sad... ( .. :( .. ) &lt;br /&gt;She said something really sweet to me. In the dream I was glad I was there for her. &lt;br /&gt;Been listening to this song with this line..&lt;br /&gt;"Never let the good things slip away."&lt;br /&gt;I'm never pushing her away anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna see her hurt like that ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed by Fiance along the way. But didn't get to stop to talk to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many dreams in one night. And each dream was much longer than it sounds. A lot of other things happened in each dream. But they're only dreams.. :)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder if a dream is actually just a quick flash in the head, something that happens in a quick second, but something that you can see everything, slowly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1644163824874796913?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1644163824874796913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1644163824874796913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1644163824874796913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1644163824874796913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/dreams.html' title='Dreams.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-6638777612759964765</id><published>2011-12-17T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T21:26:35.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TB.</title><content type='html'>Typing this while resting on bed. Feel so weak. Sat down on bed to wait for Ishak. Could've sworn I felt my bed vibrating. As if someone was shaking it. Twice. Sigh.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well. I read more about Tuberculosis. Asked around too. I don't like what I read and hear so far. It's like. The more the person told me, the more I felt like slapping her across the face. Cause I really didn't like what she was telling me. Sigh. They said that when the lymph nodes start appearing, by right you should quickly see the doctor. InsyaAllah the results come out good. And the further checkups go well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard a laughter in my head while praying Ishak just now. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6638777612759964765?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6638777612759964765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6638777612759964765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6638777612759964765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6638777612759964765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/tb.html' title='TB.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-493491304469948729</id><published>2011-12-15T05:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T06:09:47.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syukur Alhamdulillah.</title><content type='html'>It's exactly 6 am. Can't believe I spent the whole night talking on the phone. Definitely miss these kinda times. When you can just stay up talking on the phone with a friend. Don't get to do this when there's school. Don't get to do much of anything when there's school. Feels really nice..having someone's company throughout the night. Especially after feeling so....yeah.. Alhamdulillah. I just need to say this out before I go to sleep. Even though eyes are burning and I'm going to jb in a few hours!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-493491304469948729?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/493491304469948729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=493491304469948729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/493491304469948729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/493491304469948729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/syukur-alhamdulillah.html' title='Syukur Alhamdulillah.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-6743051952332490545</id><published>2011-12-15T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T00:16:35.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:(</title><content type='html'>I feel like an idiot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How long was I knocked out?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Did it really have to take me this long?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh what is wrong with me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why must you be such an idiot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You just had to be too busy looking out for yourself didn't you, Fatin?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And what happened?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You screwed up. Like you always do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is wrong with you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do you just have to keep pushing people away?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cause look around. You have no one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You blew it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why.... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6743051952332490545?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6743051952332490545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6743051952332490545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6743051952332490545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6743051952332490545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=':('/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-4238958034996460952</id><published>2011-12-14T20:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:49:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hang in there.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Hey.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything's gonna be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're gonna be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4238958034996460952?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4238958034996460952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4238958034996460952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4238958034996460952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4238958034996460952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/hang-in-there.html' title='Hang in there.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-7743716737749347439</id><published>2011-12-14T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T20:42:56.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're okay.</title><content type='html'>Resting on my bed in the dark while typing this.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so tired. Been feeling nauseous every night now. And in the morning, I feel sick. Body heats up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been starving myself for a week now. Glad I don't feel hungry. Most of the time I feel weak. Like what I'm feeling now. The funny thing is though, is that I feel more nauseous after eating. Sigh. And I'm only doing this to make me feel good about myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-7743716737749347439?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7743716737749347439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=7743716737749347439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7743716737749347439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7743716737749347439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/youre-okay.html' title='you&apos;re okay.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-4214304726922065596</id><published>2011-12-12T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T22:13:08.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaking.</title><content type='html'>I'm shaking. I feel scared, cold and alone. Anyone out there? I need to hide behind you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4214304726922065596?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4214304726922065596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4214304726922065596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4214304726922065596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4214304726922065596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/shaking.html' title='Shaking.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-3111700117965040604</id><published>2011-12-12T09:24:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T10:46:47.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught up in your smile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I've got to stop reading finance as fiance. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Random, saw that a sec ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(160, 82, 45); font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;Lyin' here with you so close to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breathe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm caught up in this moment, caught up in your smile&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've never opened up to anyone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So hard to hold back when I'm holding you in my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We don't need to rush this, let's just take it slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a touch of the fire burning so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't want to mess this thing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I don't want to push too far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a shot in the dark that you just might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So baby, I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know that if we give this a little time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It'll only bring us closer to the love we wanna find&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's never felt so real, no, it's never felt so right&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a touch of the fire burning so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I don't want to mess this thing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to push too far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a shot in the dark that you just might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So baby, I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No, I don't want to say goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I know it's time to leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But you'll be in my dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tonight, tonight, tonight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a touch of the fire burning so bright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I don't want to mess this thing up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't want to push too far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just a shot in the dark that you just might&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So baby, I'm alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, let's do this right with just a kiss goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(184, 188, 173); "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;With a kiss goodnight, kiss goodnight&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Been listening to this song a lot. It's a very nice duet to sing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tried to sing it a little but I sound..horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;"No, I don't wanna mess this thing up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Feel like I always mess things up. I wanna do something right, for once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll start with this. I'll change. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I don't want things to be complicated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I'll try. I will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;You know that saying... You can't fight what your heart feels?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I want to prove that wrong. 'Cause I can. I don't want to fall for anyone. I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-3111700117965040604?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3111700117965040604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=3111700117965040604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3111700117965040604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3111700117965040604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/caught-up-in-your-smile.html' title='Caught up in your smile.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-8556251752178341518</id><published>2011-12-11T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T00:36:33.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fiance to Fiance ❤.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lg8NRHDKWPo/TuOFIW65s1I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VBYqoMjhKEw/s1600/DSCF8306.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lg8NRHDKWPo/TuOFIW65s1I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VBYqoMjhKEw/s320/DSCF8306.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684533533309776722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's exactly what I named the folder for the pictures today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel...good. Today I took 965 home from Admiralty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have never..felt..so good..alighting from a bus near home after a long day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was tired during the journey home. In the train and on the bus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But as soon as I stepped out of the bus and as my foot landed on the ground of the bus stop, I felt...great. Just.. Great. Definitely a different feeling from the other times I alighted from the bus at that stop. I must be feeling very happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time's different. I know it. I can feel it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8556251752178341518?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8556251752178341518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8556251752178341518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8556251752178341518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8556251752178341518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/fiance-to-fiance.html' title='Fiance to Fiance ❤.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Lg8NRHDKWPo/TuOFIW65s1I/AAAAAAAAAAQ/VBYqoMjhKEw/s72-c/DSCF8306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8594956459330890682</id><published>2011-12-10T12:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T13:15:30.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up, Fatin.</title><content type='html'>I don't know what to do anymore. I don't know what to say anymore..&lt;div&gt;I don't know what to make out of anything anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who do you give your trust to? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it possible to trust someone but feel wary at the same time?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at that given moment, it just feels right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To say anything. To tell you anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To open up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when the moment passes by, it starts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You feel wary. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe you told more than you should."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe you said more than you should."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe what you just told doesn't even matter to that person."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Maybe she's going to tell others."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because it's happened before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I understand, you know. There are others who have a special place in that beautiful heart of yours. And you're going to want to tell them things, and let them know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm just one of them. Just another one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But dear, there are things that I'd like to keep just between us.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8594956459330890682?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8594956459330890682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8594956459330890682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8594956459330890682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8594956459330890682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/wake-up-fatin.html' title='Wake up, Fatin.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-1373238914987806276</id><published>2011-12-08T11:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T11:54:59.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's cold.</title><content type='html'>Sitting in the train. It feels like my heart is litterally shaking. Shivering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1373238914987806276?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1373238914987806276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1373238914987806276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1373238914987806276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1373238914987806276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/its-cold.html' title='it&apos;s cold.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-7101549464552426766</id><published>2011-12-08T10:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:57:06.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arghhhhh.</title><content type='html'>Barely got any sleep. Got up today with so much angst. &lt;div&gt;The noises from above. The lack of sleep. The distraction during prayers. The irritation when someone talks. Wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate this. I hate how things can be fine for me for a period of time and then things can suddenly get so....arghhh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't know what's wrong. The feeling that there's always something around. No it's not paranoia. I've questioned myself often enough. The noises from above and the sounds from outside at night. I can't even rest on my bed without having to toss and turn every 10 seconds. I just can't sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm tired. I'm very tired. The jog, the workout sessions, a whole day out, I'm tired. I want to rest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel the same usual calmness I used to feel during and after prayers now. I get distracted when I want to start my prayers and during prayers. The distraction is just too much, I can't take it. I have to stop and start all over again. Not just once or twice, but up to 5 or 6 times. For every prayer. WHY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just that bit of her voice gets me so irritated and angry. Yes I've been warned. But I don't like it. I can't keep feeling this way. I can't let it make me feel this way. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-7101549464552426766?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7101549464552426766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=7101549464552426766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7101549464552426766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7101549464552426766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/arghhhhh.html' title='Arghhhhh.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-968789395223919900</id><published>2011-12-07T00:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T02:32:57.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guards down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;This is cute.. And very true. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.memecenter.com/uploaded/Friends-for-life_c0c94b3093c3ebeeff3be29be47fbbf5.jpg" alt="Friends for life" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This was shared by a guy on twitter. Which makes it..cuter. And awhile ago, Muhaimin tweeted he wished he had a best friend. It's nice to see guys treasure the value of friendship. Somehow it shows that they're not always checking girls out. :\ Or making empty promises. I guess for me, it shows that they have something...real, in them. Something worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's funny how they can treasure the true value of friendship much more than girls do. Sure some claim that they do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But do they really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Was looking at prom photos. Everyone looks great. Hmm, Bull looks hot. Sprite, god he looks gay. Cute but gay. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have nothing against him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jasper looks hot too. Khalil too. Okay many of them look hot. Haha omg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not planning to go for next year's prom. Will try not to let anyone to convince me to. :\&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-968789395223919900?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/968789395223919900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=968789395223919900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/968789395223919900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/968789395223919900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/guards-down.html' title='Guards down.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-2666800421054657135</id><published>2011-12-06T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T00:55:19.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paralyzed.</title><content type='html'>You know what I love?&lt;div&gt;People catching me off guard with the lame and random things that they say. I find it interesting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Know what else I love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When things just...happen. You don't have to rush them, or force them. They just happen and it feels nice, things turn out great and you have a nice time or experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's just nice. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my only regret is not telling you what I was going through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But it's better that way. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2666800421054657135?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2666800421054657135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2666800421054657135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2666800421054657135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2666800421054657135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/paralyzed.html' title='Paralyzed.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-108179066874023599</id><published>2011-12-04T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T21:15:20.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're shining like a star.</title><content type='html'>So the person's a smoker. So you hate him/her. Why?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just remembered the bad dream I had last night.. Sigh. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-108179066874023599?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/108179066874023599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=108179066874023599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/108179066874023599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/108179066874023599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/youre-shining-like-star.html' title='You&apos;re shining like a star.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-6653663212915401636</id><published>2011-12-04T16:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T23:22:20.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding On.</title><content type='html'>So I went all the way to town, to meet fiance. I knew it wasn't gonna be long or that we'd get to do much. But I miss her, and I'll take whatever chance I get to meet her. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was right, but it was worth it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It felt the same, yet different.&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/5064949839082718263-6653663212915401636?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6653663212915401636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6653663212915401636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6653663212915401636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6653663212915401636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/holding-on.html' title='Holding On.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-6902975083074533315</id><published>2011-12-04T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T15:55:32.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realization.</title><content type='html'>Before I started on this post,  I read many of my old posts. &lt;div&gt;It was a good distraction. I recall the person I was back then, the person I've tried so hard to leave behind. The person I managed to rip out of this human vessel and send away. A monster?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given a choice I would really like to have punched and burned that person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I don't know. Is this person now, any better? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keep telling myself, I'm not a good person. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'm not who I think I am. Maybe I'm not who everyone thinks I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6902975083074533315?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6902975083074533315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6902975083074533315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6902975083074533315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6902975083074533315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/realization.html' title='Realization.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-1580691206172723110</id><published>2011-12-03T04:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T04:32:03.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Heroine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;4.15 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 sets of crunches. Ended up doing 55 of 2nd and 60 of 3rd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;3 sets of shoulder presses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Found a routine that I could follow on youtube. 6-week routine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Determined to keep this up, for the next 6 weeks I hope. That's when the holiday probably ends anyway. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A work out with old music, and a cooling weather. Feels nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes I really wish I could share this joy and this sadness with someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Life really isn't easy for me. Well, for anyone I guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Looking back, I realized I was alone most of the time, in that darkness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Waiting for myself to be saved. By myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;But hey, 17 years. I've come this far. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'll just have to go on. Even if I have to do it alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;It's okay. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;4.27AM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Goodnight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sometimes, even the Heroine needs saving. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1580691206172723110?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1580691206172723110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1580691206172723110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1580691206172723110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1580691206172723110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/lonely-heroine_2432.html' title='Lonely Heroine.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-8802684339920923411</id><published>2011-12-03T03:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T03:42:36.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carry On.</title><content type='html'>3.38 am.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just did 50 crunches. Gonna do maybe 3 sets of that. Or 5?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know. Every time I think about everything that's happened, in the past 3 months..?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything I went through. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8802684339920923411?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8802684339920923411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8802684339920923411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8802684339920923411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8802684339920923411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/carry-on.html' title='Carry On.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-7971447302479878894</id><published>2011-12-03T03:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-03T03:35:15.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work it Out.</title><content type='html'>So it's 3.17 am, currently. I am feeling wide awake. Not the slightest bit sleepy.&lt;div&gt;A lot of things on my mind tonight, so many things I know I need to clear. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how hard it may be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was listening to music, enjoying the cooling and peaceful night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel like there's been a lot of junk in my head. ..And also in my body.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I thought. Maybe..I could let all this junk in my head out, if I concentrate on letting the junk in my body out. So..that's what I'm doing. At 3.30 in the morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lifted weights. Gonna do some sit ups. Crunches. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I don't know. I'm gonna keep doing, working out, til I feel weak and tired, til my whole body's so dead it can barely function. And I'm not gonna sleep until I'm satisfied.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-7971447302479878894?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7971447302479878894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=7971447302479878894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7971447302479878894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7971447302479878894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/12/work-it-out.html' title='Work it Out.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4725113868227357152</id><published>2011-08-23T20:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T20:56:13.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't hurt.</title><content type='html'>Omg, please don't cry. Please don't tear up. This is why I keep to myself. I don't want those I love to be affected by me. Hurting the people I love, especially those who truly care for me too, is the worst thing I would ever want to do. I want them to be happy. Just seeing happiness and joy in their lives, makes me happy. I really do mean it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4725113868227357152?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4725113868227357152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4725113868227357152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4725113868227357152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4725113868227357152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/dont-hurt.html' title='Don&apos;t hurt.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-4026696977670716295</id><published>2011-08-11T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T23:18:54.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BREATHE.</title><content type='html'>Fuck I really can't breathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4026696977670716295?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4026696977670716295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4026696977670716295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4026696977670716295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4026696977670716295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/08/fuck-i-really-cant-breathe.html' title='BREATHE.'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-772050327495759296</id><published>2011-07-10T00:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-10T00:22:45.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#03</title><content type='html'>Wah cb fuck. Hurting like fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-772050327495759296?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/772050327495759296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=772050327495759296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/772050327495759296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/772050327495759296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/03.html' title='#03'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-6697264906652767076</id><published>2011-07-09T01:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T01:10:57.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#02</title><content type='html'>Alright seriously..who are we kidding, Fatin?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6697264906652767076?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6697264906652767076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6697264906652767076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6697264906652767076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6697264906652767076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/02.html' title='#02'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-3645879785209223385</id><published>2011-07-09T01:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T01:03:12.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#01</title><content type='html'>Your intentions are unclear to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-3645879785209223385?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3645879785209223385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=3645879785209223385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3645879785209223385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3645879785209223385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/07/your-intentions-are-unclear-to-me.html' title='#01'/><author><name>x.onelast</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04208341249613357850</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-5064949839082718263.post-1820435982061703069</id><published>2011-03-20T02:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T02:24:14.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There's always tomorrow.</title><content type='html'>I've barely started on homework. I can't seem to concentrate. Feels so uncomfortable and restless. Like my workings don't seem right, my skin is feeling itchy, not playing the right music.. It's funny how I don't feel this way when I'm happily facebooking or watching videos. Darn it. It's okay, there's always tomorrow :D I will spend the entire day rushing my work tomorrow. I promise. No really, I will. No no really I'm serious, I will. &lt;div&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. -.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay, *takes a deep breath*, I can do this. Insyallah, I will get through tomorrow fine with my homework mostly done, if not complete. For now, I'm off to zzzz. Nightz :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1820435982061703069?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1820435982061703069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1820435982061703069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1820435982061703069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1820435982061703069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/theres-always-tomorrow.html' title='There&apos;s always tomorrow.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-9072614135386083813</id><published>2011-03-19T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T01:46:23.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nooooooooo.</title><content type='html'>AHH. I lost my phone yesterday :( I was at Jusco in Johor, and I left my phone in the toilet. Left it there long enough for someone to take it. I'm so sad. This is my first time losing something pricy. The phone wasn't very cheap. In fact, it wasn't cheap at all. I feel like my dad's money just went poof cause of this. Honestly never wanted his money to go to waste. And now I don't dare to ask for anything from him. I was actually going to ask for a new school bag, until I lost my phone. :( So asking for a new phone is without a doubt out of the question. How could I have been so carelessssss? I don't blame the person who took it. It was completely my fault.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-9072614135386083813?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9072614135386083813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=9072614135386083813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/9072614135386083813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/9072614135386083813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/nooooooooo.html' title='Nooooooooo.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-5594611287132728867</id><published>2011-03-07T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T22:16:21.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feels like I'm running in circles, I got nowhere left to go</title><content type='html'>It's been more than a year since I last posted on this blog. Well that's because I sort of moved to another blog. However I've decided to start posting on this blog again, only this is a much more personal blog. Recently I've been very stressed and confused about almost everything. I'm afraid that if I can't handle it, I'd most probably break down. But the thing is, I'm afraid to break down. I feel like I can't afford to break down. Feels like everything will be in a mess if that happens. So this is mainly why I've decided to post on this blog again, writing about what I feel. I truly hope this helps.. Cause I can't stay like this forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-5594611287132728867?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5594611287132728867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=5594611287132728867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5594611287132728867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5594611287132728867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2011/03/feels-like-im-running-in-circles-i-got.html' title='Feels like I&apos;m running in circles, I got nowhere left to go'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4535605196538884574</id><published>2010-01-03T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T00:23:30.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>appy new ear!</title><content type='html'>Hey happy new year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;It's Jan 3! Normally we start school on this date. Good thing it's Sunday today.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to get back to school. Haha. Miss my friends!&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a nice holiday. Especially those who are in sec 4 this year.&lt;br /&gt;Our holidays this year won't really be holidays for us. Hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I know I haven't been posting. My blog's been reallyyyyy dead.&lt;br /&gt;So I'll try to post more. But I'll be posting more on mine and Cherise's blog.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah we created a blog. We haven't been posting on our own personal blogs so might as well create a blog for the both of us. It's cool to have an 'our blog' uh since we're really close. It's been almost 4 years that we've been best friends. The blog will not be dead. Ever. Which means our friendship won't ever be dead. Check it out kay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two-isbetterthanone.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two-isbetterthanone.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two-isbetterthanone.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two-isbetterthanone.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4535605196538884574?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4535605196538884574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4535605196538884574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4535605196538884574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4535605196538884574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2010/01/appy-new-ear.html' title='appy new ear!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-508310001968649913</id><published>2009-11-06T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:01:13.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unscripted.</title><content type='html'>Scene #####, Take ####.&lt;br /&gt;Action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;Where's the camera.&lt;br /&gt;When does the 'scene' end.&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly.&lt;br /&gt;Who yells 'cut'?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-508310001968649913?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/508310001968649913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=508310001968649913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/508310001968649913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/508310001968649913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/11/unscripted.html' title='Unscripted.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6362053890287506293</id><published>2009-10-31T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T16:52:13.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stone, stone</title><content type='html'>Wanna say that I love you too, Cherise (:&lt;br /&gt;Remember that even though I hardly show it to you these days,&lt;br /&gt;I still really care about you.&lt;br /&gt;Really appreciate that you've been trying.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I do notice. (:&lt;br /&gt;Your effort won't go to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Fatin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't updated since forever.&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing?&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... Not much.&lt;br /&gt;Studied for exams, then slack.&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping a lot.&lt;br /&gt;After the exams.....&lt;br /&gt;Went to play pool, went swimming, went to parties....&lt;br /&gt;Went bowling with my dearest best friend yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;It was hella funnnn. Played a game of pool after that.&lt;br /&gt;Was raining, so we had to run in the rain from Safra to Northpoint.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to timezone.&lt;br /&gt;May seem like we didn't do much.&lt;br /&gt;But I had a lot of fun. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got back our results yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite satisfied, but still want to try harder.&lt;br /&gt;It's my first time getting first in class, so I'm pretty.....pleased?&lt;br /&gt;Moved to band 2 for pure chem and physics.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just glad cause I get to learn with my bestie.&lt;br /&gt;Gap used to be really, really really, really, wide.&lt;br /&gt;From Aspire to Commitment.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm happy to be in the same class with her for chem, physics, poa and lit.&lt;br /&gt;Yayy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to concentrate on Malay O-level now. ):&lt;br /&gt;Booo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6362053890287506293?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6362053890287506293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6362053890287506293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6362053890287506293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6362053890287506293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/stone-stone.html' title='Stone, stone'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4334439192037658936</id><published>2009-10-24T04:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T04:30:12.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A dedication from me to you.</title><content type='html'>Hello! Cherise here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's super late, but&lt;br /&gt;I just want to say I LOVE YOU FATIN.&lt;br /&gt;She's my light, my hope.&lt;br /&gt;She's the one who picks me up when I fall,&lt;br /&gt;and she's the one who will always be there for me.&lt;br /&gt;I never have to worry about having no one to confide in (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVES YA GURL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P.S. ( Your blog is d-ead. Update please.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4334439192037658936?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4334439192037658936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4334439192037658936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4334439192037658936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4334439192037658936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/10/dedication-from-me-to-you.html' title='A dedication from me to you.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4166676239405030611</id><published>2009-09-12T00:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T00:36:42.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopes?</title><content type='html'>Helllloooooooo everybodaye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back home, decided to do a quick post.&lt;br /&gt;Today was alright, quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Going out again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait. Heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;Check this out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can you find in Selena's purse?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Would you all like to know what's in my purse! I have a...wrapper..cause I saved it cause it said target on it and I like target cause it's from my CD, um.. I have a face wipe, I have my wallet, I have books for school..so I have Animal Farm, 'somethingsomething,' and The Call of the Wind..these are books that I um..don't really enjoy reading, but that's okay! I have to, for school, and I'm going to. Here's my ticket, from Africa I also have, just got back from there so um, I saved that cause I thought it was cool.. Yall asked what was in my purse! So I'm sorry I'm gonna have to go through all this.. I also have glasses that I kept in here cause it says Forever The Sickest Kids on it. I went to their show and they gave it to me and, thought it was kinda awesome, represent my boys. *digs in purse*I have..more wrappers..I have reases, I have a sharpy, and I have..lip glosses.. lots of them..more..um..a tissue..*laughs*a..laptop charger..a headband..um..a..light, that I got at a show and uh..it's like a, you know, it's a sing along, to slow songs*laughs and digs in purse somemore* and..more candy..and...my minchey's card, which is the best yoghurt in the whole world, so.. and..this, I don't know what that is.. yeah I think that's it.. I think we've gone through my purse.. Yeap! There you go! That was in my purse!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Cause she was having a live chat on facebook and a fan asked what was in her purse.&lt;br /&gt;Haahaa! She's so sweet and funnyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Then a fan asked where the kitchen sink was. -.-&lt;br /&gt;She was like, "whaaaaat...?"&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I know, this may be boring to some of you.&lt;br /&gt;But I have nothing better to post.&lt;br /&gt;Besides!&lt;br /&gt;It's my blog!&lt;br /&gt;I post whatever I want!&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Klah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4166676239405030611?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4166676239405030611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4166676239405030611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4166676239405030611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4166676239405030611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/hopes.html' title='Hopes?'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-7001791459832335589</id><published>2009-09-10T00:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:31:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pstt!</title><content type='html'>Ss remedial and NE tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;So not looking forward to later.&lt;br /&gt;Both of them have the.............&lt;br /&gt;um, maybe I shouldn't say it.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the last time I'm tolerating with NE and their last minute changes and whatever crap. I can't stand it, they expect us to always be free and available for them. And we have to do whatever they tell us to do. I'm not entirely blaming the NE committee. Why can't the teachers be more responsible....? They want us to have a positive attitude. But how can we be responsible and have a positive attitude when they are so irresponsible and so don't have a positive attitude?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay....Relax, Fatin.......&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if APPARENTLY, someone was unhappy that I had to leave early on Monday's training. If I want to "come and go", that's my problem uh. Not like your always attending to meetings and trainings. So what makes you think you can just scold me in front of people like that because I had to leave early and rush back home?? Have I bothered about you? I haven't been caring about you or why you can't come or don't wanna come, or whatever crap. So stay out of my business. You can hate me. I don't mind. But I don't accept it when you scold me like that in front of one big crowd. Who do you think you are man. Not happy come talk uh. Coward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seriously, stop bugging my best friend. Isn't it obvious she doesn't wanna be bothered by you? Just move on and mind your own business. We don't care about what you do anymore. Whatever you do with your life doesn't affect us. We obviously have our own lives and we're obviously happy with our lives. So go find one and stop bothering us.&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm being harsh and rude. But DUDE, I've been trying to be patient and tolerate with you ever since I first talked to you! I never liked your attitude. You show me attitude and talk to me like as if I'm some piece of crap. Who do you think you are? I never said anything you know. You talked to me like shit, but you talked to my bff oh so sweetly and gently, I never said anything. Hypocrite, lol. Me and her are one. You either love both of us, or hate both of us. You keep bugging my best friend, I never said anything. Just leave us alone, okay?&lt;br /&gt;I just can't stand it anymore. I'm finally letting out what I've been keeping inside for so long. So I can't make this sound any gentler. I'm sorry for being so harsh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just, get a life, okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just letting out what I've been keeping inside for so long.&lt;br /&gt;Expressing my anger and irritation.&lt;br /&gt;I have my limits.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, trust me, I can get really scary when I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;Don't believe me? Try me.&lt;br /&gt;I've had an "interesting" life and past.&lt;br /&gt;So better not piss.me.off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I seriously have to quickly do my homeworkkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with the paper 2 of dunno what school.&lt;br /&gt;Still got lots more work to complete.&lt;br /&gt;Somemore I need to prepare for O-level prelim!!&lt;br /&gt;And study the new physics topic for the physics test!&lt;br /&gt;Haizzzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;NVM!&lt;br /&gt;I CAN DO IT!!&lt;br /&gt;No procrastination!!&lt;br /&gt;No more lazing around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost two, and I don't feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I won't feel tired later at remedial and NE.&lt;br /&gt;Very lazy to go to school siaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;A, can send me? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-7001791459832335589?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7001791459832335589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=7001791459832335589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7001791459832335589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7001791459832335589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/pstt.html' title='Pstt!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2713991946458171582</id><published>2009-09-05T16:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T16:54:42.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>Sup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Saturday, people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though Saturdays are damn boring for me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nevermind, at least today I'm going out.&lt;br /&gt;Getting ready now, should be leaving when I'm done with this post.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a friend, so I thought I should post while waiting cause I'm boredddd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week's gonna be boring and irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Remedials, appointments and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, doesn't mean it's the holidays, you guys can just set training dates for us.&lt;br /&gt;I mean okay, one or two trainings? Fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;Unlike some people, some of us need a break.&lt;br /&gt;Especially some of us have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;o-level preliminary &lt;/span&gt;examinations to prepare for.&lt;br /&gt;So just saying, don't show me attitude if I don't come.&lt;br /&gt;Show me attitude, and I'll quit.&lt;br /&gt;Is that fair enough for you people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;I should probably get going now.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'll have fun later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Laterz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why do I love you? don't even want to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2713991946458171582?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2713991946458171582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2713991946458171582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2713991946458171582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2713991946458171582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/09/you.html' title='You.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8548703766010215354</id><published>2009-08-31T19:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T20:05:57.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Control. Must, control.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yApOMaI1aqE/Spu1-KXSZ1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/gNs_VYQjO9o/s1600-h/SANY1086.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yApOMaI1aqE/Spu1-KXSZ1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/gNs_VYQjO9o/s320/SANY1086.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376090659735365458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like putting that up. Looks cool. You know, having your name on a packet of Twisties!&lt;br /&gt;Though its not that big of a deal cause you can have your name on a packet of Twisties simply by writing your name nicely on it. Haha. It was given and written nicely by my one and only bff! Thanks dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of her, she asked me a really weird and cuteeee question 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;She asked me why pees are yellow.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to give a professional explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Heh, did it answer your question?&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched THE PROPOSALLLLLL that day!&lt;br /&gt;It's an awesome movie, really sweet and touching.&lt;br /&gt;Notta mention HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't stop laughing at some parts.&lt;br /&gt;One of my favorite parts is when.....whats her name again..Margarette! goes out of Andrew's house to talk to someone on the phone as there's no reception in the house and Andrew's dog follows her out, and an eagle comes to take the dog away. So Margarette tries to get the dog back. And when she does, the eagle comes back and takes her phone instead. LOL then she starts panicking and carrying the dog and tells the eagle to take the dog instead cause she doesn't wanna lose her phone! HAHA stupid seh! So she carries the dog up high so that the eagle comes back and takes the dog and she moves and runs around, following the eagle. But in the house, it looks like she's PLAYING with the dog. So Andrew's mom thinks it's cute that she's playing with the dog. FUNNY LAH!! Everyone in the cinema was like laughing and laughing. I couldn't stop laughing! I tried so hard to control myself. Even when I think about that scene, I start laughing and smiling. Hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;GO WATCH THAT MOVIE PEOPLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;The movie is best for people who are engaged or are very serious in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Soooooooooo...................&lt;br /&gt;If it helps, go watch that movie DINO ARCHITECT!&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, things will get better?&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;No, really.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;WE STILL LOVE YOU OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Contol. Must, control.&lt;br /&gt;I know I still go overboard,&lt;br /&gt;Hurting people without realizing.&lt;br /&gt;I know you'd get mad,&lt;br /&gt;If I said I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you should get mad.&lt;br /&gt;Cause your right,&lt;br /&gt;It CAN be helped.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still trying (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You hate the way your life turned out to be.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you always learn to hold the things you wanna say,&lt;br /&gt;you always gotta be afraid."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't be afraid, I can't be afraid.&lt;br /&gt;I can't be scared, I can't be scared.&lt;br /&gt;I'll change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8548703766010215354?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8548703766010215354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8548703766010215354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8548703766010215354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8548703766010215354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/control-must-control.html' title='Control. Must, control.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yApOMaI1aqE/Spu1-KXSZ1I/AAAAAAAAADQ/gNs_VYQjO9o/s72-c/SANY1086.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-959270167697999908</id><published>2009-08-22T12:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T13:03:13.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fasting Month!</title><content type='html'>Nooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Sick on the first day of fasting month!&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having a fever and I feel really weak...&lt;br /&gt;Can't take medicine and drink water!&lt;br /&gt;How to survive how to survive?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't eat much for Sahur, cause I couldn't wait to get back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So sick plus didn't eat much. AIYO FATIN!! ==&lt;br /&gt;I just feel really weak and I can't  bring myself to do homework and study.&lt;br /&gt;What?&lt;br /&gt;At least blogging doesn't require much thinking!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm taking forever to post this, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, forgot to mention that it was Demi's birthday yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;So like, me and my bff kinda had a "singing to demi's songs" marathon to celebrate her birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Haha kidding! We forgot that it was her birthday yesterday ==&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-959270167697999908?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/959270167697999908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=959270167697999908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/959270167697999908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/959270167697999908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-month.html' title='Fasting Month!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4300641723751542726</id><published>2009-08-21T20:51:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T12:53:56.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goof Goof Goof!</title><content type='html'>HEYLOE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to those who have been checking my blog.&lt;br /&gt;I know there are not many, but still, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I've been really busaye and I don't have the time to post.&lt;br /&gt;Even when I do, like on weekends, there's nothing to post about.&lt;br /&gt;My life's all about school, remedials, tests, homework, revisions, religious class, tv, heh.&lt;br /&gt;But there IS something in my life really worth talking about.&lt;br /&gt;And that is, my bestbestbestfriend!! She makes me happy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was absent from school today.&lt;br /&gt;Sick. Been feeling horrible since Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've been feeling unwell since Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really concentrate in class and my neck felt really weird. ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yApOMaI1aqE/So92MnMaYWI/AAAAAAAAADI/hY8zGrSGxHA/s1600-h/SANY1072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372642839527842146" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yApOMaI1aqE/So92MnMaYWI/AAAAAAAAADI/hY8zGrSGxHA/s200/SANY1072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken today :D&lt;br /&gt;This is officially the first photo I've uploaded on my blog. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know, that you wouldn't want everyone to see your tired face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I tried to make it small!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestbestbestfriend came to my house after school.&lt;br /&gt;She bought me &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; waffle! My favourite! :D&lt;br /&gt;We were like goofing around, taking pictures and silly videos, singing to songs and learning some dance moves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang to many of Demi Lovato's songs.&lt;br /&gt;She's an awesome singer and very very talented! She's our role model!&lt;br /&gt;And we do NOT care about people who think she's a poser or a copycat. Like, a poser of Hayley Williams, or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Dementria Devonne Lovato so has her own style!&lt;br /&gt;Paramore's her favorite band and I guess she looks up to Paramore.&lt;br /&gt;I admit she kinda followed Hayley Williams when she just got started.&lt;br /&gt;But Hayley Williams was like her role model and because she was just getting started, she wasn't sure what sound or style she wanted to have. So as a teenager trying to chase her dream, of course she would look up to her role model.&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to some of her songs man.&lt;br /&gt;Im sure so are Cherise and Marianne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha speaking of Marianne, she keeps reminding us of our lyrics game!&lt;br /&gt;Cause we like, play this "lyrics game" during our POA lessons.&lt;br /&gt;It's really really fun :D&lt;br /&gt;I've got to admit Marianne is good!&lt;br /&gt;She can like pinpoint a song so quickly!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna get ready songs and lyrics for our next game!&lt;br /&gt;So looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to upload some photos and videos me and my bff took today to let you guys see what we two weirdos do when we're bored or have nothing better to do. But first, I need to get my bff's permission! The photos and videos we take are personal and some can only be seen by the two of us, so yeah. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Had so much fun goofing around.&lt;br /&gt;Have so much memories with my Darling, it's impossible to forget her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know I've caused so much problems and trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I know I can be such a bitch with my attitude,&lt;br /&gt;I know that sometimes I just seem like I don't understand you,&lt;br /&gt;I know that sometimes I accuse a lot,&lt;br /&gt;but I want you to know that I'll always try to be a better friend to you and make this friendship last (:&lt;br /&gt;I really really don't wanna lose you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So LISTEN PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone who tries to break us apart,&lt;br /&gt;will AUTOMATICALLY be my worst enemy.&lt;br /&gt;ROARRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;I'll hate anyone who tries to break us apart.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Cherise means a lot to me.&lt;br /&gt;More than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;Except my family, of course. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No one can ever replace you too (:&lt;br /&gt;We shall put our bad attitudes aside and work towards our dream goal!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, it's not really a dream goal. But we have something we both dream of doing together in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thanks for the chocolate waffle dear! You just had to tempt me ==&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERISE ROCKS!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4300641723751542726?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4300641723751542726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4300641723751542726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4300641723751542726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4300641723751542726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/goof-goof-goof.html' title='Goof Goof Goof!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yApOMaI1aqE/So92MnMaYWI/AAAAAAAAADI/hY8zGrSGxHA/s72-c/SANY1072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1013192358153819669</id><published>2009-08-10T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:22:01.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>(:</title><content type='html'>"is it harder &lt;u&gt;being the person who has to help the one hurt&lt;/u&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;u&gt;being the one hurt&lt;/u&gt;??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder the same, dear. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1013192358153819669?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1013192358153819669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1013192358153819669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1013192358153819669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1013192358153819669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='(:'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2061401348730580002</id><published>2009-07-06T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T00:57:44.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No life freak.</title><content type='html'>Lol, I started doing homework at like nine. But ended up doing only one question of the a math binomial worksheet. I don't get the questions, man. But it's ok, cause practice makes perfect! Hey, it's possible to be perfect in math right? Like that dude next door :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what to do tomorrow. But I need to complete my homework! Hopefully that takes up the whole day. I'd rather not have weekends and holidays man! So boring, and the only thing I am in my house is a punching bag. Wonder when someone finally flattens it. Hahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. I suddenly remember something random! Today, after dinner, when I went to the kitchen sink to wash my dishes, I felt a lil taller. Hahahaha! Like so random lol! Ok another lame infor. WHATEVERRR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2061401348730580002?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2061401348730580002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2061401348730580002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2061401348730580002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2061401348730580002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/no-life-freak.html' title='No life freak.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-9061891135449736090</id><published>2009-07-05T12:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T13:09:03.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullet For My Valentine.</title><content type='html'>Good Sunday Afternoon People!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up today with the 'urgh' mood because the first thing I thought about today when I woke up was that I had to go for religious class. And I never look forward to religious classes. It's boring and since Ayu started going for the Saturday classes, I kinda stopped going to religious classes. Of course, I'll have to try to bring myself to attend religious classes from next week onwards. But yeah, don't have to go to religious class today because it's youth day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouch ==&lt;br /&gt;When I was typing, I didn't realize I was inserting my toe into a small opening at the bottom of my computer desk == And when I ran out of things to type, I then realized that my toe was stuck, zzz! So I had to pull my toe out as hard as I could even though it hurt. And finally, my toe was freee! But painnnnn! Okay, lame story to tell la fatin! Hehe, pardon me for the lame infor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, normally I wouldn't use the computer or play any computer games when I wake up, but I don't know why, I went to my bro's computer and played Counter Strike and Frets on Fire! Haha. But now i'm learning how to play white horse by Taylor Swift on the guitar. It's really easy. That dude inspired me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The moments died, I hear no screaming,&lt;br /&gt;The visions left inside me are slowly fading&lt;br /&gt;Would he hear me, if I called his name?&lt;br /&gt;Would he hold me, if he knew my shame?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-9061891135449736090?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/9061891135449736090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=9061891135449736090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/9061891135449736090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/9061891135449736090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/bullet-for-my-valentine.html' title='Bullet For My Valentine.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4158538766612154051</id><published>2009-07-04T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T18:39:11.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basically Over.</title><content type='html'>I was so sick of my previous skin and I couldn't find one that I really like so I decided to use this one for awhile. I was really lazy to find a nice skin anyway. Haha, wonder how long is "awhile". I bet I'll be too lazy and busy to find a nice skin. Oh well. Anyway, slept for more than 12 hours lol, guess I was reallllyyy tired. Been feeling really tired and sick. And now I'm too lazy to do any homework. I'm lazy to even practice for the O level Oral next week! Ahhhhh. Someone please wake me up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, CHERISE! Get well soon! I know having such vision is a new and "cool" experience for you, but I don't really want you to see my face green == Wonder if you can do your homework. Especially math. What if you see symbols everywhere. Well I hope you get well soon dear(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The truths that sneak up behind a person&lt;br /&gt;are the ones she's most likely to miss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4158538766612154051?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4158538766612154051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4158538766612154051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4158538766612154051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4158538766612154051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/07/basically-over.html' title='Basically Over.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8016870565556585788</id><published>2009-06-24T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:01:42.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What took me so long?</title><content type='html'>Heyyyyyyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had to add another post to my dead blog. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. People. Please pray for extended holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;NYP and RP have one week of extended holidays!!&lt;br /&gt;They start next week.&lt;br /&gt;So pleaseeeee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8016870565556585788?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8016870565556585788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8016870565556585788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8016870565556585788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8016870565556585788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/what-took-me-so-long.html' title='What took me so long?'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-852104058810575848</id><published>2009-06-17T14:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:02:58.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost. Season 99 Episode 0.0099 Date Aired: March/April - June</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know if I should cry, be quiet and liveless or continue to pretend like i'm happy and alright.&lt;br /&gt;No doubt that things would stay like this for more than 2 or 3 decades.&lt;br /&gt;But is it possible for me to stay like this forever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had been believing that you could lose someone you loved in an instant,&lt;br /&gt;when in reality it was a process that took months, years, her lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S.T,&lt;br /&gt;SinS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-852104058810575848?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/852104058810575848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=852104058810575848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/852104058810575848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/852104058810575848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/lost-season-99-episode-00099-date-aired.html' title='Lost. Season 99 Episode 0.0099 Date Aired: March/April - June'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8029040890979739976</id><published>2009-06-13T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T15:31:39.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shame</title><content type='html'>yo wassup how are you people doing?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy saturday!&lt;br /&gt;I'm outside at my uncle's wedding. And i'm bored. I'm supposed to be the camera person for today's event. Yeah! &lt;br /&gt;A job i don't mind doing :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha lyna, you see your name on one of my posts, but what makes you think it's you i'm talking about? Hahaha just kidding. Of course it's you i'm talking about! And i can't go online today and tomorrow. So sorry! If there's anything just leave me offline messages yeah? Have fun having boring days without me. Okay i'm just kidding :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate chocolate waffle before coming. Yummy. Chocolate waffle rocks! CHOCOLATECHOCOLATECHOCOLATE!!&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to kfc.......&lt;br /&gt;Lol extra infor. I'm just bored and i feel like crapping on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just gonna go listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i miss you cherise! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8029040890979739976?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8029040890979739976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8029040890979739976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8029040890979739976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8029040890979739976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/shame.html' title='shame'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6327475785891868034</id><published>2009-06-09T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:47:00.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying to live those 10 days</title><content type='html'>GREETINGS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I started homework today.&lt;br /&gt;Only completed one malay practice paper hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to do more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I completed that practice paper and  cleaned my room(yeah not so) before  I started hogging on to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Only talked to liyana and david today.&lt;br /&gt;Talked to liyana the freakin whole day!&lt;br /&gt;And she just went off :(&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully your problem settles as soon as possible, girl!&lt;br /&gt;I'm alwayyysss here for you.&lt;br /&gt;If not here, in your dream.&lt;br /&gt;If not there, in your imagination.&lt;br /&gt;If not there, in your head.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lame fatin, lame!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm what else happened today.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for breakfast....&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that's all.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;What day is it today O.O&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhhh. It's Tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Disaster was an avalanche,&lt;br /&gt;gathering speed with such acceleration&lt;br /&gt;that you worried more about getting out of its path,&lt;br /&gt;not finding the pebble at its center.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;....sigh :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6327475785891868034?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6327475785891868034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6327475785891868034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6327475785891868034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6327475785891868034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/trying-to-live-those-10-days.html' title='Trying to live those 10 days'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-3745652526285420643</id><published>2009-06-07T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T22:48:46.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better now?</title><content type='html'>I'm bored and tired.&lt;br /&gt;Went to esplanade today.&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of going there initially was to do homework.&lt;br /&gt;But we ended up slacking and EATING :P&lt;br /&gt;Had no mood to do homework uh.&lt;br /&gt;Our brains couldn't function today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Hannah Montana the movie again!&lt;br /&gt;LUCAS TILL!&lt;br /&gt;CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE CUTE.&lt;br /&gt;His smile makes me melt.......Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Back off ladies!&lt;br /&gt;He's mine and cherise's.&lt;br /&gt;But cherise is imaginary-taken.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe chill there girl (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol reading those hate tags by that random person on farhana's and faisal's tagboard reminds me how much I HATE posers and people trying to break people and make them fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;No life idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just updating for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shape of his name, sharp as metal fillings,&lt;br /&gt;gets caught between your teeth&lt;br /&gt;even as you try to force it out in a shout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-3745652526285420643?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3745652526285420643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=3745652526285420643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3745652526285420643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3745652526285420643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/better-now.html' title='Better now?'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1573870184223523792</id><published>2009-06-04T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:54:30.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Final.</title><content type='html'>My goshhhh.&lt;br /&gt;So freaky!&lt;br /&gt;Man I hope he has a friend whose name is fatin as well.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe his girlfriend's name is fatin.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;If not then so scary!!&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So weird.&lt;br /&gt;My mom went to sleep before she made sure I'm off the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Normally she wouldn't go to bed until she makes sure I'm already asleep.&lt;br /&gt;She must be really tired. Poor her.&lt;br /&gt;And that a55h0!3's like not helping.&lt;br /&gt;Man it's crazy.&lt;br /&gt;It's so crazy.&lt;br /&gt;So crazy that I can't imagine how things would end up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;You never know the unpleasant things you could find out about someone you love.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should follow justin.&lt;br /&gt;Always asking "why???".&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Maybe he's stopped asking ^.-&lt;br /&gt;I dunno.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now I shall go listen and find more music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What you feel is every minute of the Saturday&lt;br /&gt;you spend by yourself,&lt;br /&gt;wishing you'd been asked to tag along.&lt;br /&gt;What you notice is the&lt;br /&gt;loneliness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1573870184223523792?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1573870184223523792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1573870184223523792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1573870184223523792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1573870184223523792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/final.html' title='Final.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1315586514409081005</id><published>2009-06-02T18:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T19:09:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WTF.</title><content type='html'>WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;WTF. WTF. WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;No Life idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should have never trusted GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;Idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1315586514409081005?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1315586514409081005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1315586514409081005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1315586514409081005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1315586514409081005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/06/wtf.html' title='WTF.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1375305330029558427</id><published>2009-05-31T15:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T15:15:06.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The June Holidays!</title><content type='html'>The June holiday is finally here!&lt;br /&gt;I was really looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;Eh but now that it's here...&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;I guess it wasn't what I was really looking for.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, I was really looking forward to it because I wanted a break from school.&lt;br /&gt;But I also want a break from staying at home!!&lt;br /&gt;Can we like have school without lessons whatsoever for holiday??&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just kidding. May not really be a good idea ^.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't started on holiday homework.&lt;br /&gt;Will start on it later if I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I pity my lil sis.&lt;br /&gt;She's having a really high fever.&lt;br /&gt;Since two days ago I think?&lt;br /&gt;My dad brought her to the doctor just now and the doctor said that she needs to be sent to a hospital. :(&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, they're all at the hospital right now.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefullly she doesn't have to stay there.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she gets better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, parents out.&lt;br /&gt;Which is why I get to use my mom's laptop right now.&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, this time without her permission :P&lt;br /&gt;MY DAD TOOK AWAY MY WIRELESS CABLE AGAIN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to hide it when I left for that training yesterdayyyyyyyyyyyy &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I got back, it wasn't there alreadyyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;I WILL FIND IT AND TAKE IT BACK, AGAIN!!! *frowns*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I did not die, and yet I lost life's breath:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;imagine for yourself what I became,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;deprived at once of both my life and death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1375305330029558427?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1375305330029558427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1375305330029558427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1375305330029558427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1375305330029558427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/june-holidays.html' title='The June Holidays!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2194888151005223868</id><published>2009-05-26T23:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T23:34:51.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg that felt so good&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2194888151005223868?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2194888151005223868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2194888151005223868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2194888151005223868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2194888151005223868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-that-felt-so-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-135380594054049129</id><published>2009-05-26T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T22:51:07.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still can't tell.</title><content type='html'>Been almost a month since I last updated.&lt;br /&gt;So I better update!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons for not being able to update&lt;br /&gt;1) MYEs&lt;br /&gt;2) Wireless cable got confiscated ==&lt;br /&gt;3) Nothing to post about.&lt;br /&gt;4) Simply lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I really hope that my parents don't have to attend PTM.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want the school to have any PTM sessions with my parents through out my entire studying period in EVG. At all. Because it's not needed.&lt;br /&gt;Don't want any of my parents to have any business with the teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Trauma.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, now I wonder what my trauma really is. Or phobia. Is that how you spell it? :P&lt;br /&gt;I think I get over things pretty quick. If not, at least eventually.&lt;br /&gt;Though there are many lesson that I've learned.&lt;br /&gt;Mistakes I never wish to repeat. Mistakes that totally, totally, totally, turned my life upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Extra la seh. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ne tour tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Better prepare myself to be willing to help.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be such a pain in the asze.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna help, contribute and take up responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;But last minute updates, last minutes information.......I can't stand them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Am I being too unreasonable?&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one who feels this way?&lt;br /&gt;I just want them to know that we are not ALWAYS available for them.&lt;br /&gt;We have a life, which means we have other plans too.&lt;br /&gt;So I would greatly appreciate it if they could start informing us about trainings/meetings/tours/events early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and........&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA TAKE HMT PAPER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;I realized I do better in HMT paper.&lt;br /&gt;My HMT results are better than my normal malay.&lt;br /&gt;I'm failing my malay and my o-level is like when, next month?&lt;br /&gt;And if I don't do well for my malay o-levels, I'll have to drop my HMT.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to! I DID NOT suffer in all those HMT lessons for nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;Really, I'd like scream.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like you were completely made up of tears&lt;br /&gt;And trying to hold some semblance of human form together&lt;br /&gt;Before someone noticed&lt;br /&gt;That you were actually just a puddle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-135380594054049129?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/135380594054049129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=135380594054049129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/135380594054049129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/135380594054049129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-still-cant-tell.html' title='I still can&apos;t tell.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4909981348875515036</id><published>2009-05-01T17:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T17:26:40.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Close Doors</title><content type='html'>Bored!!&lt;br /&gt;Was slacking and lazing around til like 3.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Heroes and the American Idol 8 finals.&lt;br /&gt;Heroes is getting more interesting, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm did a bit of Chemistry.&lt;br /&gt;Will continue if I'm not too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Parents and sibs went out. To Marina Barrage I think.&lt;br /&gt;So I get to enjoy a bit of comp today.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalalaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might post again later(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4909981348875515036?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4909981348875515036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4909981348875515036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4909981348875515036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4909981348875515036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/close-doors.html' title='Close Doors'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6684594488209802388</id><published>2009-05-01T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:54:43.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penderitaan</title><content type='html'>Was watching Suci.&lt;br /&gt;Sedih seh.&lt;br /&gt;Funny thing is..&lt;br /&gt;It's a stupid show, that made me realize&lt;br /&gt;how ego can make things between people break, and fall apart.&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Not that I wanna be egoistic, I just feel that I've given way too much, way too much.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy those two characters overcome their problem and are happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haa(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know.. I'm still waiting.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you won't be back anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;You know.. I'm still hoping.&lt;br /&gt;Even though the chances are almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;You know.. I still care.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much you may not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However things may turn out,&lt;br /&gt;I still won't change my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I may give up on our persahabatan,&lt;br /&gt;but not on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Should I continue giving way...&lt;br /&gt;I would, but then..&lt;br /&gt;that would be the last straw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6684594488209802388?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6684594488209802388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6684594488209802388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6684594488209802388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6684594488209802388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/05/penderitaan.html' title='Penderitaan'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-5757574551556720574</id><published>2009-04-26T19:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T20:03:51.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RollerCoaster</title><content type='html'>Hello.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna update.&lt;br /&gt;At least twice in a weekend, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, remember writing a song entitled .......&lt;br /&gt;Guess it's ending.&lt;br /&gt;Should it?&lt;br /&gt;Will it?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hidupku sangat berantakan.&lt;br /&gt;Persahabatan ini bagai tiada harapan lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Aku putus asa, aku tidak mahu mengalah lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Where'd you go?&lt;br /&gt;Kau bukan seperti kawan baikku yang ku kenal.&lt;br /&gt;What happened?&lt;br /&gt;Apakah kau memang sudah tidak memperdulikanku lagi?&lt;br /&gt;I need to know.&lt;br /&gt;Aku tidak mahu melepaskan persahabatan ini begitu sahaja.&lt;br /&gt;Tetapi apakah yang harus aku lakukan?&lt;br /&gt;Kau membuatku putus asa.&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa?&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-5757574551556720574?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5757574551556720574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=5757574551556720574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5757574551556720574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5757574551556720574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/rollercoaster.html' title='RollerCoaster'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6459729055769530047</id><published>2009-04-23T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T23:15:01.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>These bitter days shall remain.</title><content type='html'>Sia la I use comp for awhile also cannot seh.&lt;br /&gt;My mom's so fc*kin annoying!&lt;br /&gt;I haven't used the computer for more than 2 weeks and she can't even let me use just for a while???&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is her problem?&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that the mid years are near.&lt;br /&gt;But the question is, DO I CARE?&lt;br /&gt;So stop being a crazy woman and just do what a good mother does!&lt;br /&gt;Just so you know I can live without you.&lt;br /&gt;You and your mouth, hurtful words, favouritism BOLEH BLAH AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Kick me out of the bloody hell house.&lt;br /&gt;I can live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need me now.&lt;br /&gt;That journey has ended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6459729055769530047?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6459729055769530047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6459729055769530047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6459729055769530047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6459729055769530047'/><link rel='alternate' 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wanna go healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Say NO to chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh sia, my bro bought crunchie today and I.COULD.NOT.RESIST.IT.&lt;br /&gt;So I ate it.&lt;br /&gt;ROARRR you IRFAN!&lt;br /&gt;k, whatever :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-710391731021897826?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/710391731021897826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=710391731021897826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/710391731021897826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/710391731021897826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/igohealthy.html' title='iGoHealthy'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2870450013892106024</id><published>2009-04-06T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T20:47:08.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burned</title><content type='html'>I ate more fruits today!&lt;br /&gt;Woooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, fruits!&lt;br /&gt;OKAY,&lt;br /&gt;this is so weird for someone who knows me really well to read this.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;POA workshop on Wed.&lt;br /&gt;Chem test and practical on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Dental appointment on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, hopefully I won't face more problems then.&lt;br /&gt;Or get caught up in an "Urgh! Situation".&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, POA PROJECT!!! :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2870450013892106024?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2870450013892106024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2870450013892106024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2870450013892106024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2870450013892106024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/burned.html' title='Burned'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-968541642281299087</id><published>2009-04-05T21:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T21:30:19.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Territory</title><content type='html'>I need to ask a very important question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is my head really small???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-968541642281299087?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/968541642281299087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=968541642281299087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/968541642281299087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/968541642281299087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/territory.html' title='Territory'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1152032855081972542</id><published>2009-04-05T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T17:39:18.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over.</title><content type='html'>Good Sunday people.&lt;br /&gt;The Monday Blues is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I hate Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think I'm doing better than last night.&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, there still are left over tears.&lt;br /&gt;So tired and sick for crying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;I was an hour late for madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz -.-&lt;br /&gt;And I didn't know the form teacher was coming.&lt;br /&gt;She hadn't come for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;So I took my time walking there.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw her, I was like, omg -.-&lt;br /&gt;Izzah saw me sticking my tongue out.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ayu helped me with lit.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, hunn!&lt;br /&gt;She didn't really know how to do la so the work's rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;But I appreciate the help.&lt;br /&gt;New student in our class, Australian guy.&lt;br /&gt;He's cute. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala....&lt;br /&gt;I ate more fruits today! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1152032855081972542?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8541904947169482117</id><published>2009-04-05T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T02:40:10.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BrokenDown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I wish I knew what I should do.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew what you really want.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew what you're really asking for.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I knew what really goes on in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it me?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I did?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I said?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I made you feel?&lt;br /&gt;Was it something I made you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do my words really get to you?&lt;br /&gt;Is it really me?&lt;br /&gt;Do I not understand?&lt;br /&gt;Am I just not understanding?&lt;br /&gt;Do I just not get you?&lt;br /&gt;Do I just not get what your going through?&lt;br /&gt;Am I asking for too much?&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you to tell me more.&lt;br /&gt;I need you to open up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you open up to other people more?&lt;br /&gt;Why do you tell them more than you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I that bad?&lt;br /&gt;Do I not have the right to know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;God caught me off guard.&lt;br /&gt;I know I've been escaping.&lt;br /&gt;But do you know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try so hard&lt;br /&gt;To understand,&lt;br /&gt;To believe in you,&lt;br /&gt;To have faith in you,&lt;br /&gt;To give you the strength,&lt;br /&gt;Do you see me effort though?&lt;br /&gt;Does my effort really help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you'd rather not talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;You think that you're not ready.&lt;br /&gt;But you really don't realize how ready you are.&lt;br /&gt;You're strong,&lt;br /&gt;And you're ready for anything that comes in your way.&lt;br /&gt;I know it,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sure about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have my support,&lt;br /&gt;Even though you don't need me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been waiting,&lt;br /&gt;For the day you come running to me,&lt;br /&gt;and cry on my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;I'll always be here,&lt;br /&gt;And these shoulders are available anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This may be some crap.&lt;br /&gt;Nonsence?&lt;br /&gt;Rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;But it's just too much for me to handle.&lt;br /&gt;I had to let it all out.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't control these tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you back.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to come back.&lt;br /&gt;I don't care even if they say I have no life.&lt;br /&gt;I care about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8541904947169482117?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8541904947169482117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8541904947169482117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8541904947169482117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8541904947169482117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/brokendown.html' title='BrokenDown.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1685624027243255041</id><published>2009-04-04T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:24:54.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TADAAA!</title><content type='html'>I've finished my apple! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1685624027243255041?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1685624027243255041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1685624027243255041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1685624027243255041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1685624027243255041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/tadaaa.html' title='TADAAA!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-479945606665983321</id><published>2009-04-04T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:05:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG! :o</title><content type='html'>Okay, a few OMGs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm eating an apple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;So random! I was bored, and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;Again, alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always alone.&lt;br /&gt;So went to the kitchen, looked around, opened the refrigerator door, grabbed an apple, washed it, and shoved it into my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Nolah, not shove of course.&lt;br /&gt;Man, can't believe I am eating a fruit not because I have to or forced to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Realize the impact you have on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2) My brother broke his arm -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;My parents were sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Little sibilings were watching TV in the room.&lt;br /&gt;Received a call.&lt;br /&gt;I heard the news.&lt;br /&gt;Had to fetch him because I was the only one in the house who could fetch him.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak, spoiled people's Saturday la seh.&lt;br /&gt;Nolah, just kidding!&lt;br /&gt;His arm was bent. Up to his wrist.&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake my parents up.&lt;br /&gt;At first, I was like, tak sampai hati uh.&lt;br /&gt;Cos they just came back from his school.&lt;br /&gt;Had PTM.&lt;br /&gt;They were so tired and went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't really wanna wake them up.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing how grouchy my mom can get and how she doesn't care that much, I woke my dad up.&lt;br /&gt;He took a big towel as a bandage for my bro's arm.&lt;br /&gt;He looked funny with that towel as a support for his arm.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just kidding la.&lt;br /&gt;They're at the hospital now.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully his arm's not badly broken.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's broken only a bit.&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon, little bro!&lt;br /&gt;Little little NafrIrfan.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Faisal is hot and cute :0 -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, random!&lt;br /&gt;But, really!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;When I saw him online, I was SO happy!&lt;br /&gt;I've been missing him.&lt;br /&gt;He's one of those closest friends I've lost.&lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;He hasn't started school.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it!&lt;br /&gt;When do kids in Australia start school really? -.-&lt;br /&gt;We've started school for 4 months now and he's still chillin' at home.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He really is hot and cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS APPLE IS SO SWEET LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHEM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's all for the OMGs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to another song!&lt;br /&gt;Wooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, can't finish this apple -.-&lt;br /&gt;Its ok, eat slowly nadz. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Met him.&lt;br /&gt;Talked.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta do this.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've fallen way too deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-479945606665983321?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/479945606665983321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=479945606665983321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/479945606665983321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/479945606665983321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/omg-o.html' title='OMG! :o'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6439707267941387237</id><published>2009-04-03T20:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T20:42:52.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Say it like you mean it, Nadz.</title><content type='html'>Phoooo so freakin tired.&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep when I got home and I just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't get up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just decided to post to keep my blog alive!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks David, for trying to keep my blog alive. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;I really can't find time to post now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always at school, having no life.&lt;br /&gt;And when I reach home, I'm already too tired to even switch on the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's out, alone at home.&lt;br /&gt;And usually when I'm alone at home, or when most people are out, I feel like switching on the computer and post. Dunno why O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So bored, dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Really don't wanna start on homework yet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should go exercise!&lt;br /&gt;LOL, that was so random.&lt;br /&gt;Who does exercise at night anyway?&lt;br /&gt;And it's almost nine.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't see WHY NOT?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Reminds me of Justin and Jintian.&lt;br /&gt;Why not?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, no one except them would probably know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just being random.&lt;br /&gt;The whole post is about me being random, actually.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nvm -.-&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop crapping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;WAIT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA SEE DAVID ARCHULETA.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why, but I'm DESPO!&lt;br /&gt;Nah, you'd just think I'm being stupid.&lt;br /&gt;I just thought it'd be cool.&lt;br /&gt;To see DAVID ARCHULETA.&lt;br /&gt;Not DAVID QIU.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen enough of him.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT DAVID ARCHULETA.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, no nadz, don't get your hopes up.&lt;br /&gt;You'll regret doing that for the millionth time.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just see what comes along :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I get it now,&lt;br /&gt;To you all my needs and wants ,&lt;br /&gt;Are stupid and ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Don't deserve to have someone there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6439707267941387237?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6439707267941387237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6439707267941387237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6439707267941387237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6439707267941387237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/04/say-it-like-you-mean-it-nadz.html' title='Say it like you mean it, Nadz.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8610394383160611650</id><published>2009-03-20T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T00:53:53.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7444</title><content type='html'>Been sleeping the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so weak today and I'm still sick.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;Didn't even do any homework.&lt;br /&gt;I tried.&lt;br /&gt;But I kept giving up and jumping on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this morning my mom was like..&lt;br /&gt;"Anak perempuan aku tukang makan, anak lelaki aku tukang masak. macam mane...la"&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah my family is so weird.&lt;br /&gt;But that's the only funny thing today besides the funny episodes of Friends and Hannah Montana.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just watched one of the episodes from the new season of Wizards of Waverly place.&lt;br /&gt;It's sooo funny la! Selena Gomez is really funny. And she's so nice. Saw a video of her at some carnival, or, whatever. She was so nice to all the fans.&lt;br /&gt;Right now my role models are Selena Gomez and Demi Lovato.&lt;br /&gt;They're really cool and nice people.&lt;br /&gt;Just saw Demi's new music video.&lt;br /&gt;Man, she looks SO different.&lt;br /&gt;In the video she looks so tan and.....dull. Like emo dull boring.&lt;br /&gt;Which is kinda weird(not really) because she always smiles.&lt;br /&gt;She shows her white teeth all the time. :P&lt;br /&gt;The video ROCKED though. It'd really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Haha those two bffs just rock(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 1am and I'm still not tired. Don't think I can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You betrayed me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8610394383160611650?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8610394383160611650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8610394383160611650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8610394383160611650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8610394383160611650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/7444.html' title='7444'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6062972986857173185</id><published>2009-03-17T17:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:02:42.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna I WANNA, I wanna I WANNA. I wanna I WANNA!(t.you) ROARRRR.</title><content type='html'>*SCREAMS*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED TO WORK OUT!&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to do lots of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;I have too much fats.&lt;br /&gt;Especially LEMAK!&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work out every single day of the March holiday for at least TWO HOURS!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care!&lt;br /&gt;NafrIrfaN will be my trainer and work out partner for now.&lt;br /&gt;He has so freakin much fat that needs to be burned anyway! :D&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, 5:30 and I haven't done any homework today.&lt;br /&gt;It's alright, I will do as much as I can tonight!&lt;br /&gt;I shall complete all 3 Chemistry worksheets, and if I'm not tired mentally, physically, emotionally or psychologically(if it's even possible that you get tired psychologically LOL), I'll do....either english or.....Wow. Now that I think about it, we don't have THAT much homework.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, we do. I just have lots of time so yeah :P&lt;br /&gt;I'll just do either english or math.&lt;br /&gt;And start on POA tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry Kris, Diyana, Nisa, Dewi and Cherise!&lt;br /&gt;We'll have a quality persentation ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.&lt;br /&gt;It is....so weird..actually working with you in a group on a school assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, I'm glad to have the chance and opportunity to work with you again(:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA I WANNA I WANNA -ahemahem-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to that song.&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh.&lt;br /&gt;Andandand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;Say it's true&lt;br /&gt;Or everything that matters breaks in two&lt;br /&gt;Say it's true&lt;br /&gt;I'll never ask for anyone but you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDICTED!&lt;br /&gt;Can't stop listening to those songs.&lt;br /&gt;"I wanna I wanna I wanna" buy their album!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6062972986857173185?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6062972986857173185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6062972986857173185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6062972986857173185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6062972986857173185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna.html' title='I wanna I WANNA, I wanna I WANNA. I wanna I WANNA!(t.you) ROARRRR.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8098098463659454783</id><published>2009-03-16T13:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T13:08:16.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chemistry</title><content type='html'>Doing my second chemistry worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;It's so irritating because you have to write small as they are two pages on one page&lt;br /&gt;and the blanks are so small!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Diyana.&lt;br /&gt;Really sorry for not being able to accompany you.&lt;br /&gt;I really want to!&lt;br /&gt;GAHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Well hope you have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8098098463659454783?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8098098463659454783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8098098463659454783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8098098463659454783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8098098463659454783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/chemistry.html' title='Chemistry'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8642893707912275950</id><published>2009-03-16T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T11:41:23.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quality Time</title><content type='html'>Morninnnnnnnn'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a brand new day in the hometown of yishun! *immitates the guy voice in powerpuff girls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no, he goes something like....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes on youtube, search for powerpuff girls episodes...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, apparently they have different intro for different episodes now.&lt;br /&gt;I remember the guy would say the same thing last time.&lt;br /&gt;Or would he?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, can't really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh I find one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the sun rises*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *YAWNS*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *Grouchy* The city of townsvale......another beautiful morning...same old same old... yada yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;I should stop.&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall just go..&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: *ROARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR*&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: *stomps foot here and there*&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: *angry voice* THE HOMETOWN OF YISHUN!&lt;br /&gt;Fatin: *-.-* is gonna rain soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Okok, I'll stop, I'll stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO!&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at like 8 plus?&lt;br /&gt;Due to the message alert tone.&lt;br /&gt;It was a message from ayu -.-&lt;br /&gt;She wakes up so damn early -.-&lt;br /&gt;Well she texted to ask how I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, still not good gurl.&lt;br /&gt;Before I replied, I tried to sleep again.&lt;br /&gt;Slept really late yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;But I couldn't sleep!&lt;br /&gt;ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I don't really mind =P&lt;br /&gt;So I replied.&lt;br /&gt;She said she wanted to call.&lt;br /&gt;It was about 9 plus then? I said okay, and I waited.&lt;br /&gt;But she never called -.-&lt;br /&gt;So I went to clean my room, shower yada yada yada...&lt;br /&gt;And here I am =D&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;And...I'm bored ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH&lt;br /&gt;There'll be a totally different direction for HSM4 T.T&lt;br /&gt;That rocket guy..whats his name again?&lt;br /&gt;Zara is it? No wait ==&lt;br /&gt;Aiya that new guy la.&lt;br /&gt;He's not gonna be in HSM4 too.&lt;br /&gt;WL...They might as well change the whole title.&lt;br /&gt;It's not high school musical anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Without the main wildcats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;Cool. Ayu just called.&lt;br /&gt;After 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will post again later........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8642893707912275950?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8642893707912275950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8642893707912275950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8642893707912275950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8642893707912275950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/quality-time.html' title='Quality Time'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4348258201579190008</id><published>2009-03-15T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:02:49.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wishes on a star just don't come true.</title><content type='html'>Only finished one Chemistry worksheet today -.-&lt;br /&gt;I took forever to complete that worksheet zzz.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get it, I felt like I hadn't done Chemistry for so long when I was doing that worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;Weird. I just couldn't concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;So here I am again!&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of those times when I was addicted to the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some odd reason, I like listening to the accoustic version of Lady Marmalade.&lt;br /&gt;It's not even THAT nice. I mean it's nice. Just not as nice as other songs.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stop listening to it -.-&lt;br /&gt;Weirdweirdweirdweird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay so I've fallen in love with a couple of blonde guys for a couple of days now.&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;They're hotttt and cuteeeee!&lt;br /&gt;And because they're mine, I won't tell anyone who they are!&lt;br /&gt;It'll be my little secret.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4348258201579190008?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4348258201579190008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4348258201579190008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4348258201579190008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4348258201579190008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/wishes-on-star-just-dont-come-true.html' title='Wishes on a star just don&apos;t come true.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-5988018585239820367</id><published>2009-03-15T10:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:33:47.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What am I going to do</title><content type='html'>Darn. Couldn't sleep. Kept tossing around.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't feel good :(&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm gonna do nothing at all today.. :(&lt;br /&gt;*sobs*&lt;br /&gt;What to do!&lt;br /&gt;I'll just start on homework today.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe complete all Chemistry worksheets.&lt;br /&gt;Should be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm skipping religious class today.&lt;br /&gt;Really don't feel good.&lt;br /&gt;Falling sick again. :(&lt;br /&gt;Can't even sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Good thing is, I didn't have a bad dream!&lt;br /&gt;Oh I didn't dream about anything at all.&lt;br /&gt;Which is not bad.&lt;br /&gt;As long as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; not in any of my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I can't stand another dream with you in it.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, 10:27!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm skipping religious class because I'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;And there are too many things on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;But I can't stay at home and tell my daddy,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh I'm sick, skipping madrasah today."&lt;br /&gt;He won't be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough -.-&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here I am rotting at home, thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am falling sick again.&lt;br /&gt;Could it be&lt;br /&gt;It's because I think about our friendship too much?&lt;br /&gt;After hoping again and again,&lt;br /&gt;And falling again and again&lt;br /&gt;Why don't I just die?&lt;br /&gt;You took all the hopes that were left in me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-5988018585239820367?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5988018585239820367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=5988018585239820367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5988018585239820367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5988018585239820367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-am-i-going-to-do.html' title='What am I going to do'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-5449522230070603983</id><published>2009-03-14T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:33:14.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All About You</title><content type='html'>LOL. haven't updated for so long that I forgot my password!&lt;br /&gt;Been doing nothing the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I started my day by waking up(obviously -.-), lazing around, slacking, cleaning up my room, then I did some chores, shower.... then at 13:29, N.C. called, told me to check what homework we have on litespeed. At first I tried to resist using the computer. I wasn't planning on watching tv or using the computer because I knew if I started watching tv or using the computer, I wouldn't be able to stop. But I got on to check litespeed anyway. That was around...13:40? And here I am, still using the computer -.-. And it's like 10:27. Pm.&lt;br /&gt;ROARRRRRRRRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;WHY AREN'T YOU ONLINE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU FOOL.&lt;br /&gt;YOU B-ELLA!&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me :D&lt;br /&gt;(now its not the Bella from twilight =D)&lt;br /&gt;well duh *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for having such a wonderful boyfriend T.T.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's hot, he's cute, he's funny, he's hilarious, he's sweet, he's romantic, he's sexy.....&lt;br /&gt;He's HOT, he's CUTE, he's FUNNY, he's HILARIOUS, he's SWEET, he's ROOMANNNTICCC, he's SEXY!&lt;br /&gt;HE'S HOT, HE'S CUTE, HE'S FUNNY, HE'S HILARIOUS, HE'S SWEET, HE'S ROMANTIC, HE'S SEXY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, my dream guy *dreams awayyyyyy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously, I wish I would get a guy like himmm :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU VH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROARRRRRRRR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I can't stand how sweet and cute they are -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-5449522230070603983?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5449522230070603983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=5449522230070603983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5449522230070603983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5449522230070603983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/03/all-about-you.html' title='All About You'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-960488496891589160</id><published>2009-01-26T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T00:50:41.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>XIN NIAN KUAI LE!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;XIN NIAN KUAI LE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese is improving! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i did not!!&lt;br /&gt;how could you think that???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not ask anyone!!!&lt;br /&gt;stop thinking that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah happy chinese mooo year to those people celebrating chinese new year!&lt;br /&gt;have fun visiting!&lt;br /&gt;don't forget to pay back the money you owe me when you get your ang paos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellllwellllwellll!&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that tomorrow's not only chinese new year, but also australia day!&lt;br /&gt;So cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LalaLalaLalaLalaLalaLalaLalaLala~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moving on&lt;/span&gt; was never one of your strengths,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll prove to you that it's one of mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-960488496891589160?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/960488496891589160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=960488496891589160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/960488496891589160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/960488496891589160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2009/01/xin-nian-kuai-le.html' title='XIN NIAN KUAI LE!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8253331788056237247</id><published>2008-12-29T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T00:30:42.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another BLAH.</title><content type='html'>Hope you guys had a great christmas.&lt;br /&gt;New Year's in.....AHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;WTH? 2 days?&lt;br /&gt;So fastttttt.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously don't want the holiday to end man.&lt;br /&gt;Okay just making sure, when does school reopen??&lt;br /&gt;I have this problem every year. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay another crappy post.&lt;br /&gt;NE later. Gotta go to bed now.&lt;br /&gt;I actually think it's still early.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sooooo tired. Been working at home. No pay.&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzz oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Did you guys know how weird Jaron is though?&lt;br /&gt;Ok crap. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok goodnight. Off to bed. Sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does white look good on me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8253331788056237247?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8253331788056237247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8253331788056237247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8253331788056237247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8253331788056237247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-blah.html' title='Another BLAH.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-885770998947414274</id><published>2008-12-25T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:04:56.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JINGLE BELLS!</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-885770998947414274?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/885770998947414274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=885770998947414274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/885770998947414274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/885770998947414274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/jingle-bells.html' title='JINGLE BELLS!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-214608988843388634</id><published>2008-12-23T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T18:09:25.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*****!!</title><content type='html'>CRAZY BITCHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;mother******!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-214608988843388634?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/214608988843388634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=214608988843388634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/214608988843388634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/214608988843388634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/blog-post.html' title='*****!!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1592140459661775714</id><published>2008-12-15T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:07:37.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm FREEEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>Eh, not exactly. =P&lt;br /&gt;I've just been sickand feeling sick these few days.&lt;br /&gt;So sick of feeling sick!&lt;br /&gt;I feel much better now. No more flu, stomach ache or cramps, headaches or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;But I woke up today with a cough. Gahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Today's another short day.&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from playing basketball. Damn it was funnnn!&lt;br /&gt;Need to shoot hoops more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, seeing how people have been updating quite often, I just decided to post some crap.&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm off. Back to watching the **********(censored) show.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just kidding. Zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUBBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1592140459661775714?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1592140459661775714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1592140459661775714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1592140459661775714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1592140459661775714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-freeeeeee.html' title='I&apos;m FREEEEEEE!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8428569726904456951</id><published>2008-12-07T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T17:57:38.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consequences.</title><content type='html'>So I woke up at 4.30pm today and I'm surprised that I actually didn't wake up when my mom kept screaming telling me to wake up, saying it's already so late, what the hell did i do last night.&lt;br /&gt;blablablablablablaaaaaa. Usually I'd wake up before she starts screaming even thought I sleep at 7 in the morning. Guess I was really tireddddd! And I couldn't get out of bed at all when i woke up. I was so weak. But hey I only have to spend a few more hours today til I get to eat. I'm fasting today so yeah. And tomorrow's Hari Raya Haji. I really didn't know until someone told me like....2 or 3 days ago? *groans* I just wanna stay at home tomorrow...... Okay I just never liked visiting. Haha. So the only thing I've done since I woke up is......use my mom's laptop. And I'm still using it to post. Such a short day. Okay I'm babbling about unimportant stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I just felt like posting but I don't know what to post about. Oh hey here's something interesting...Zanessa's not on my top list for cutest or sweetest couple anymore. Ah still unimportant and extra but you would understand if you actually know me. You'd find it interesting as well. Maybe Troyella still kinda is but........blahhhhhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYONE GOING TO SEE SHEEP TOMORROW???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I got what I deserved. And I'm willing to lose it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8428569726904456951?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8428569726904456951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8428569726904456951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8428569726904456951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8428569726904456951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/12/consequences_07.html' title='Consequences.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-386368394433941774</id><published>2008-11-30T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T22:16:48.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget.</title><content type='html'>I guess it's time I should update.&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to step out of my house this week.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Singapore Expo for an exhibition. They had a good sale for electronic stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Lmao, mushroom sheltered MRT station. Hilarious stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Where the hell did that come from, man?&lt;br /&gt;Bought new keyboard, a 160GB mobile Hard Drive, and a mp5.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be so bored when I go visiting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Had lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;Went to city hall the next day.&lt;br /&gt;Was sooo lazy to go to the library. Went there and did practically nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out againnnnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;Come on ask me out peopleeee. The thing about me is that I don't ask anyone out.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't do that because...I've learned from experience?&lt;br /&gt;So ask me outttttttttt. Okay I sound so despo. But I'm not, really.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get started on homework, gotta get started on homework, gotta get started on homework!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blahhh, I'm updating for the sake of updating.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to post about really. So kablahhblahhh.&lt;br /&gt;Sayonara...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-386368394433941774?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/386368394433941774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=386368394433941774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/386368394433941774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/386368394433941774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/forget.html' title='Forget.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4298255232443751047</id><published>2008-11-19T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:05:31.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLISEEEEE!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLISEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's finally November 19th, Cherise's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And she's finally fourteen! How does it feel to finally be fourteen?&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well happy birthday Cherise. (:&lt;br /&gt;I know your birthday isn't a really big deal to you. But it is to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to make this day a memorable day.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to enjoy yourself, have fun and make this day last!&lt;br /&gt;Just have a blast!&lt;br /&gt;This is my second year celebrating your birthday with you.&lt;br /&gt;Whether this is the last time we're celebrating birthdays together or not,&lt;br /&gt;I want to assure you that I will always be wherever you need me, and I'll be there for you&lt;br /&gt;whenever you need me. I know I've let you down a million times, I know I've made things&lt;br /&gt;very hard for you and you don't deserve a friend like me at all.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm going to try my best to be the friend you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the person you want me to be. Someone who doesn't give up easily, someone who cares&lt;br /&gt;about life, someone who always tries to make things around her better&lt;br /&gt;and someone who dosen't laze around and slack.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll include chasing out devils with a broom. Hey it works people!&lt;br /&gt;Okay just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;But yeah, I'll be someone useful in this world, who cares about the environment, saving the whales&lt;br /&gt;and saving the electrity.&lt;br /&gt;But sorry girl, can't promise you I'll have vegetables for every meal..actually not even for ANY meal.&lt;br /&gt;And that I'll only eat healthy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if you've been waiting for me to say this but I promise you that I will never leave until it&lt;br /&gt;really is the time for me to. I'm going to control myself better and live my life to the fullest! Yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;But in order for me to do that, I will need my best friend to be happy too.&lt;br /&gt;So those are the promises I'm making on your fourteenth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;You've been a really good friend to me. Who would have thought god would give me such an&lt;br /&gt;amazing friend like you. You've made me realize a lot of important things in life,&lt;br /&gt;You're a strong person, cherise. And I don't know what I would do if I lost such a wonderful&lt;br /&gt;friend like you. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;And ahem. I don't know what reasons Dino had for coming up with 'cactus'. Maybe because it starts with the letter 'C'.&lt;br /&gt;But if I were to come up with 'cactus', the reasons would be because a cactus can live anywhere and it can grow even when&lt;br /&gt;it's not watered. But it can't be touched by anyone because of it's.....what are they called? Those sharp...leaves? :P&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;Heh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do I end this.&lt;br /&gt;Uhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just end this like how I started your birthday post last year.&lt;br /&gt;Which is.....&lt;br /&gt;Sing a birthday song!!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*audience clapping and cheering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fatin appears on stage with a shining microphone in her hand*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*audience slapping and....I mean, CLAPPING and cheering louder and louder!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH I'M FEELING IT! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fatin makes an introduction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well it's November 19th today and it's a very special day because my best friend was born on this day.&lt;br /&gt;And today marks her 'FF', which stands for 'Finally Fourteen'th birthday. So with this horrible voice,&lt;br /&gt;I am going to sing her a Happy Birthday song. Please, sing with me everyone!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fatin clears throat*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tests mic*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Does her singing warm up*(ok I don't know why on earth she's warming her voice ON STAGE IN FRONT of so many audiences because the warm up is WEIRD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAPPY BIRRRRRTHHHDAYYY TOO YOUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAPPY BIRRRRRTHHHDAYYY TOOOO YOUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAPPY BIRRRRRRRRRTTTTHHHHHDDAYYY TO KYLISE...&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAPPY BIRTHHDAYY TO YOU........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*audience whistling, clapping and cheering*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"THANK YOU, THANK YOU!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good fourteenth birthday, Cherise.&lt;br /&gt;I love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats one long postttt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4298255232443751047?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4298255232443751047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4298255232443751047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4298255232443751047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4298255232443751047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-kyliseeeee.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY KYLISEEEEE!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2063492154359090058</id><published>2008-11-11T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:21:33.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half done, half more to go</title><content type='html'>Please ignore the previous two posts.&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't myself and things were crazy.&lt;br /&gt;But everything's alright now. Well, not exactly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo tired. But I really wanna get this thing done.&lt;br /&gt;Not much time left. I feel so relieved that I found the things that I've been trying to find for sooo long. Yeah, you guys have no idea what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;That's just because I suck in words. Isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Nah I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking crap. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okok gotta get back to my project.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2063492154359090058?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2063492154359090058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2063492154359090058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2063492154359090058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2063492154359090058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/half-done-half-more-to-go.html' title='half done, half more to go'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-5568738222909994480</id><published>2008-11-10T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T17:12:58.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitch!</title><content type='html'>I hope you're satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you've succeeded in ruining my life.&lt;br /&gt;I don't freakin care who the hell you are.&lt;br /&gt;You ruined my life and that's all that matters.&lt;br /&gt;And you think i'm just gonna stay quiet and let a bitch like you enjoy ruining my life?&lt;br /&gt;Well guess what, I did try to be patient and tolerate with you and that stupid old lady's shit.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I don't even care if your not human.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna make sure you stop coming back and disturbing my family.&lt;br /&gt;HELL is where you belong. And HELL is where you're going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sorry for showing attitude.&lt;br /&gt;You obviously didn't deserve that.&lt;br /&gt;But you should've been more sensitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-5568738222909994480?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5568738222909994480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=5568738222909994480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5568738222909994480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5568738222909994480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/bitch.html' title='Bitch!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8569227480945616412</id><published>2008-11-09T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:29:42.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Issues.</title><content type='html'>What the f*ck is wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;What's your f*ckin problem.&lt;br /&gt;What's with the f*ckin attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Have you got no f*ckin life whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't, then &lt;strong&gt;FUCK OFF!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you can be really nice to me and I really, really appreciate all that you've done for me even now that your acting like SHIT. No offence but your just one of the ASSHOLIC generations.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you realize your f*ckin mistake and start acting nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOURS MADLY,&lt;br /&gt;asdhfbeubgnuiynrexfhgn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just ignore those stupid words above.&lt;br /&gt;Just had to let them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My page looks really weird with a white blogskin. What more a skin with really bright colors.&lt;br /&gt;Well this skin is gonna stay just for awhile. I got really really bored of the previous skin so I just quickly picked this skin and put it on. I've been really lazy to find a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what I'm gonna do today. A no-life-loser just spoiled my mood real bad so I wanna go out! But whatever, not used to going out alone. The last time I went out alone just to get some fresh air, I felt like drowning myself in the sea. But that was more than four months ago. Oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope my maid cooks something nice today to cheer me up. Well, food can cheer me up. Sometimes. Eating at home feels like eating at a restaurant sometimes. But other times, it feels like eating at a coffee shop. Well, because the food that she cooks are boring. But she can really cook good food!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough about food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored, and pissed. But also, I feel sad. Damn I really need your help. Why the hell did you have to find fault with me. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYONARA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8569227480945616412?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8569227480945616412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8569227480945616412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8569227480945616412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8569227480945616412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/issues.html' title='Issues.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8014978026711082580</id><published>2008-11-05T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T02:16:43.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 posts in one nightttt.&lt;br /&gt;The most number of posts I ever posted in a day.&lt;br /&gt;Let alone, a NIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been doing.&lt;br /&gt;After playing Audition, I read this fanfiction which is really...nice.&lt;br /&gt;But I wanna find nicer and sweeter stories.&lt;br /&gt;More romance and more humor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah no one to talk to on msn.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what I'm gonna do tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I mean later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKay okay, last post.&lt;br /&gt;Blahhhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAYONARA!&lt;br /&gt;ADIOS!&lt;br /&gt;DAAAA DAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;NI HAO MA!&lt;br /&gt;eh. whatever that means.&lt;br /&gt;TOODLES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8014978026711082580?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8014978026711082580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8014978026711082580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8014978026711082580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8014978026711082580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/4-posts-in-one-nightttt.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8544969678080144853</id><published>2008-11-05T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:54:47.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Wow 3 posts in one night.&lt;br /&gt;I just really can't find anything else to do.&lt;br /&gt;Played Audition with Qian Hui, Emily and their..friend.&lt;br /&gt;Still don't know her that well yet. But she's nice!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I was like the......noob-est amongst them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I do now.&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalala!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8544969678080144853?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8544969678080144853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8544969678080144853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8544969678080144853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8544969678080144853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-3-posts-in-one-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-5527046752806068230</id><published>2008-11-04T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:44:07.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Oh I know what I can post about!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My First Actual Lesson With 3 RESPECT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my first impression when I got into the class.&lt;br /&gt;More like, SAW the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WHAT THE EFFFF??!!??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, not the good kind of "WHAT THE EFFFF??!!??!!".&lt;br /&gt;Cause then I would say, "WHOAHH WHAT THE EFFFF??!!??!!".&lt;br /&gt;So WHY did I go "WHAT THE EFFFF??!!??!!".&lt;br /&gt;The reason is just because.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE IS ONLY ABOUT TENNNN GIRLS IN THREE RESPECT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I can't imagine what life in 3 Respect would be like with only TEN girls in the class and the rest are guys. It's just SOO weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But lessons weren't that bad actually hah.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda, sort of, a good class :D&lt;br /&gt;Had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry was great. I ACTUALLY LEARNED SOMETHING IN A CHEMISTRY LESSON.&lt;br /&gt;After so long that is.&lt;br /&gt;My Chemistry teacher is a good teacher.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was more boring.&lt;br /&gt;I guess it's more boring because we didn't really learn anything new.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess.... that's.... pretty much it.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, boring. GAHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-5527046752806068230?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5527046752806068230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=5527046752806068230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5527046752806068230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/5527046752806068230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-i-know-what-i-can-post-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4445809350673438953</id><published>2008-11-04T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T23:26:50.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;So bored. So tired. So bored. So tired.&lt;br /&gt;I REALLY don't feel like sleeping. So I may be staying up all night.&lt;br /&gt;And...do some stuff I used to do months ago.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, life at home can't be any more boring for me.&lt;br /&gt;Life outside home, fantastic. Especially when I'm with my bff!&lt;br /&gt;I played Audition for awhile before getting fed uppppp.&lt;br /&gt;No, not because I suck at the game and kept losing.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I think I've improved after playing at Cherise's. Don't know why though ^o).&lt;br /&gt;BUT because I kept getting disconnected. ANNOYING SIAAAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;So after playing Audition, I went to watch TV. Half an hour later, I went back to my room to see what I could do on the computer. After 3 minutes, I went back to the living room to watch TV. Then went back to my room after watching TV forr...15 mins? Went out again, then went in again. When I finally got bored of doing that, I decided to stay on the computer. Talked to people on msn. Then I watched WIZARDS OF WAVERLY PLACE. It's one funny comedy, seriously. Well duh, comedies ARE meant to be funny. HAHAHAHAHA. After laughing and enjoying the show, I realized it was already 11. Tired so I decided to get off. But I didn't feel like sleeping. I switched off the computer anyway. Then I switched it on again.&lt;br /&gt;WOW, you can see how bored I am! I don't even post about what i do at home or about my days! I'm just REALLY, REALLY, REALLY bored.&lt;br /&gt;I'll see what I can do on the computer for the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4445809350673438953?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4445809350673438953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4445809350673438953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4445809350673438953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4445809350673438953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2227205273386717245</id><published>2008-11-03T21:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:19:07.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lol nothing else to post about.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just paste this email I received.&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda funny and... silly. Haven't met anyone who is as silly as this girl.&lt;br /&gt;But when I do.......&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew a girl that was so stupid that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She called me to get my phone number. (like, wth? are you too stupid or are you just making excuses to talk to me on the phone huh. heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She spent 20 minutes looking at the orange juice box because it said......&lt;br /&gt;'CONCENTRATE'. (she's actually dumb-er than me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put lipstick on her forehead because she wanted to make up her mind. (WOW! Did it work?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tried to drown a FISH. (You remind me of someone who drowned an ant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She thought a quaterback was a refund. (ehhhh, isn't it? :P )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got locked in a GROCERY STORE and STARVED to death. (geee I wonder what you did in that GROCERY STORE all the while)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tripped over a cordless phone. (is it as bad as bumping into a lamp post in public?)&lt;br /&gt;She took a ruler to bed to see how long she slept. (what was the result? 10cm? or 10000 miles?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She asked for a price check at the Dollar Store. (I don't know what the thing is that you wanted to buy, but I'm guessing it's ONE DOLLAR. Psychic! )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She studied for a blood test. (COOOOOL! DID YOU PASS? DID YOU GET A1?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she missed the 44 bus, she took the 22 bus twice...instead. (Well at least you can do math)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone be as dumb and silly as this girl?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2227205273386717245?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2227205273386717245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2227205273386717245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2227205273386717245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2227205273386717245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-nothing-else-to-post-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6790415668830780184</id><published>2008-11-03T20:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:17:12.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*groans.................*&lt;br /&gt;I'm so full.&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from an AWE..SOME dinner.&lt;br /&gt;My maid cooked western. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;and for lunch, my dearest one and only chef cherise cooked for me!&lt;br /&gt;She cooks really good food. (pst, seriously!)&lt;br /&gt;She's my personal chef! ;)&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, after so long of not getting embarrassed, I must say that today's a really embarrassing day for me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind bumping into a lamp post right on my nose with people looking and laughing or giggling, but DUDEZ, it's REALLY embarrassing when you do something silly and embarrassing and your best friend's mom laugh at you. It was really embarrassing but I'm the kinda girl who acts like I'm cool and don't care about stuff! Soooooo.. what-ever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So about the class I got into.. 3 Respect.&lt;br /&gt;The class I wanted to enter. But..well let's just hope some peeoopllleee start to mature and everyone in 3 Respect can focus and pay attention during lessons. :D&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm fine being in 3 Respect. Like I said, I'm the whatever kinda person. Soooooo.. what-ever~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 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/&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6790415668830780184?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6790415668830780184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6790415668830780184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6790415668830780184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6790415668830780184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/11/groans.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2479656397973758774</id><published>2008-10-11T05:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T05:50:30.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha can't sleep.&lt;br /&gt;it's like 5:15am now.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what i'm gonna do later.&lt;br /&gt;only watch tv and delay daley i guess. thats what i do on saturdays. i feel lazy to go out on saturdays. actually on weekends. don't think i'm going visiting too. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder we're gonna do at school til school ends.&lt;br /&gt;i really really really dont wanna have any enrichment programmes or whatever programmes.&lt;br /&gt;still have that service learning. think im gonna have to think of something. dont think my group members thought of anything. hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;wonder if we start getting our resutls next week. im scared.. :(&lt;br /&gt;hope i'll stay in the top 5. but its kinda impossible.&lt;br /&gt;daniel and shahidah. sure top 3.&lt;br /&gt;ah kris! sure top me again! ever since last year. well i'm happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;good luck to you kris!&lt;br /&gt;hmm hope shushan doesnt get disappointed in her marks. good luck shushan!&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah good luck to woon ping who's always so lazy, yet so determined to get good marks.&lt;br /&gt;and also to wei meng, who cries if he's really disappointed in his marks, basically himself.&lt;br /&gt;haha. and to therry, who doesn't study for her tests. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh therry i seriously hope you studied for eoy!!&lt;br /&gt;good luckkkkk!!&lt;br /&gt;haha to enqi too who was so worried before every test.&lt;br /&gt;hey im gonna miss all 2 commitment peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;too early, i know. but still, we had a lot of fun.&lt;br /&gt;i miss one commitment peeps toooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;i always look at the class photos. miss everyone sia....&lt;br /&gt;i wish we could go out as a big group one day.&lt;br /&gt;what, im just scared everyone will seriously be separated next year.&lt;br /&gt;and there's a 65% chance i'll be transferring next year.&lt;br /&gt;SADDDD!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well good luck to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;im off to try to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;and hopefully have nice dreams. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAYONARA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2479656397973758774?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2479656397973758774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2479656397973758774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2479656397973758774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2479656397973758774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha-cant-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-6680343759645014468</id><published>2008-10-10T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T17:38:34.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE CHERISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh don't worry, this isn't posted by cherise. :)&lt;br /&gt;exams are over and it's so sad. like really sad.&lt;br /&gt;i miss leaving school in the morning and going to the library and disturbing cherise when she's studying.&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;im not used to life after examinations yet.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, now that exams are over, it's finally time to put a 110% effort and concentration on &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;i've got lotsastuff to do.&lt;br /&gt;lets see...i've been doing nothing today, except eat. surprisingly, i didnt feel bored at all.&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, thats because i actually sms that person on a non-school day. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;went back and watched MIRRORS and....whats that other movie called?&lt;br /&gt;BIG STAN?&lt;br /&gt;well yeah, watched those two movies.&lt;br /&gt;LOLLLLLLL cherise and i were like hiding behind big cushions while watching mirrors cos we were too scared. while watching the movie, i burst out laughing cos i realized we looked ridiculous hiding behind the big cushions and peeping the movie. i know, zzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;but hey, it was so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;we're gonna watch I KNOW WHO KILLED ME soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablablablablabla. will post again later.&lt;br /&gt;if i have a chance because i dont know if im going out later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-6680343759645014468?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6680343759645014468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=6680343759645014468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6680343759645014468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/6680343759645014468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-love-cherise-oh-dont-worry-this-isnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1679060548112872272</id><published>2008-10-08T16:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T16:58:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I♥C!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE CHERISE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;-posted by, cherise!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just trying to make this blog more interesting :D&lt;br /&gt;but pretend you don't see this alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1679060548112872272?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1679060548112872272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1679060548112872272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1679060548112872272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1679060548112872272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/10/ic.html' title='I♥C!'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-1120818548570906178</id><published>2008-09-29T21:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T21:23:00.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BULLSHIT</title><content type='html'>Pshh, bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, though things have been crazy and hard(EOYs, HariRayaPreparations, that, this and others), i've been loving these few days. :D&lt;br /&gt;They feel light and easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The exams have been alright. Haven't faced any papers that get me stuck at questions for a long time. Yay! But.....geog, lit and history... hmmm... Well I'll prepare myself! I MUST!&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to focus on chem. Don't wanna disappoint anyone. I'm gonna write notes and bring them along with me for Hari Raya. :)&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, Hari Raya's in like...2 days? 1 and a half more day? And I'm really not excited.&lt;br /&gt;It isn't a big deal to me. I don't know whyyyyyyy. I wish Hari Raya was as fun and interesting as it used to be to me. I just don't feel the excitement anymore. Is it only me or do teenagers go through this? I don't think they do. Those people look so excited. I don't wanna celebrate Hari Raya just for the freakin money. I haven't been ahemmmmmahemmm anywayyy. I don't deserve this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be emotional or anything, but I just wanna disappear.&lt;br /&gt;Tidak sanggup untuk hidup dengan dosa yang amat berat ini.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-1120818548570906178?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1120818548570906178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=1120818548570906178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1120818548570906178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/1120818548570906178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/bullshit.html' title='BULLSHIT'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-7136705123653744981</id><published>2008-09-23T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:18:46.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so tired. Keep telling myself that I'm not tired though.&lt;br /&gt;Got A LOT of stuff to do. But been telling myself to relax.&lt;br /&gt;Hope I'm not too relaxed. Gotta catch up.&lt;br /&gt;But THE distraction in class is soooo hard to avoid.&lt;br /&gt;It is like, gosh....&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, on the bright side, it will improve my focus in class in some ways.&lt;br /&gt;So....thank you? :)&lt;br /&gt;Really gotta keep up la.&lt;br /&gt;I have to like multi task alot.&lt;br /&gt;End of Years, Hari Raya stuff, family stuff and the last but not least.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, I feel excited to face all that.&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, I just cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;And then I find myself rushing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah today.&lt;br /&gt;ORAL WAS LIKE.......ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;THE oral was fine. But the waiting is like what the hell???&lt;br /&gt;A lot of interesting stuff happened meanwhile though. So whatever.&lt;br /&gt;And after the long waiting, the TWO HOUR wait, the prefect was like "take your bags and line up outside". And everyone was like "YAYYYYY!! WOOOOO!!!! YEAH!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;No, not because they're excited to go for ORAL(i mean seriously, us? excited to go for oral? chyeah right..), but because we couldn't stand waiting!!!&lt;br /&gt;Talking to the prefects was fun though. When I saw the prefects again after the whole thing, I realized that one of them was the one who caught me for something before. Ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;They're really nice personally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-7136705123653744981?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7136705123653744981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=7136705123653744981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7136705123653744981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7136705123653744981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-feel-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-2309975463517498039</id><published>2008-09-20T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:13:45.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally.</title><content type='html'>Just when I thought I'd face that stress I faced last year, a friend came and save me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was just being stupid and egoistic, not caring about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;justice&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I have to say though, the soft heart they used to say I have, has hardened.&lt;br /&gt;It has changed, but you should know there are stuff that remain the same.&lt;br /&gt;Though I've come to realize, I've also learned my lessons.&lt;br /&gt;Some care, but some are just arrogant.&lt;br /&gt;I'll just let the different species have a taste of their own medicines.&lt;br /&gt;That vow is just adjusted, but not broken.&lt;br /&gt;I've to be fair, but still I won't stay quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things to focus on:&lt;br /&gt;END OF YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;PRINCESSILLITY DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL hey cool word! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got lots of stuff to do!&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-2309975463517498039?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/2309975463517498039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=2309975463517498039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2309975463517498039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/2309975463517498039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally.html' title='finally.'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8890185487661382144</id><published>2008-09-13T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T00:47:28.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blablacherise?</title><content type='html'>totally random.&lt;br /&gt;but the song jaon sang for cherise at school is playing in my head.&lt;br /&gt;such a badd baddd song.&lt;br /&gt;i think that should be the first line.&lt;br /&gt;blablacherise.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i know, random.&lt;br /&gt;but whattheblehhhhh~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8890185487661382144?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8890185487661382144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=8890185487661382144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8890185487661382144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/8890185487661382144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/blablacherise.html' title='blablacherise?'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-7012070660509966645</id><published>2008-09-06T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T15:21:19.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost There</title><content type='html'>The song 'Right here, Right now' is damn nice laaa.&lt;br /&gt;It's so sweet and nice.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, all the songs from High School Musical 3 sung by Zac and Vanessa are sweet and nice.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for the movie anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH NOW!!&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!&lt;br /&gt;NOW!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, patience gurl. Patience..... Alright, I can wait. XD&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, right here, right now, well, not exactly right NOW because right NOW, I'm posting, I'm doing the math assignment from asknlearn.^.-&lt;br /&gt;Do you get that? =P&lt;br /&gt;It's quite easy, just that I'm not really that in the mood to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Because I've no foolscap and I can only find ONE piece.&lt;br /&gt;And there are many mistakes here and there, so I've to cancel stuff here and now, and now the work is so untidy. I think I'm gonna do it again later. Must finish must finish!&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with this and malay homework. The math ne project is almost done. I'm lazy to complete it now. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Here, Right now - sweet and niceee&lt;br /&gt;Just Wanna Be With You - classy, but still nice!&lt;br /&gt;Can I Have This Dance? - pretty sad :(&lt;br /&gt;High School Musical - FUNNNN and nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, pals. I'm really in a high school musical spirit!!!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah!!! WOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;Wait, I don't have to be sorry. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well check out the prankster finally getting pranked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WkpbMBFSjPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WkpbMBFSjPI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-7012070660509966645?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7012070660509966645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=7012070660509966645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7012070660509966645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/7012070660509966645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/almost-there.html' title='Almost There'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4980111106582247659</id><published>2008-09-03T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:48:43.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>links :(</title><content type='html'>and btw, i'll get the links up soon.&lt;br /&gt;i was being really stupid last week.&lt;br /&gt;or was it two weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;wasnt focused.&lt;br /&gt;didnt realize there was no section for links.&lt;br /&gt;so POOF!&lt;br /&gt;the links are all gone.&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;mah fan!&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;________________________________________________&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4980111106582247659?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4980111106582247659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4980111106582247659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4980111106582247659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4980111106582247659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/09/links_03.html' title='links :('/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-8214005410360326224</id><published>2008-09-03T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:43:37.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINISH THE DARN HOMEWORK!</title><content type='html'>i suddenly feel so fine today.&lt;br /&gt;had the mood to study, do homework and work.&lt;br /&gt;a miracle recovery! *GASPS*&lt;br /&gt;well i was damn sick yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;i was in bed practically the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;only got up few times to eat, get stuff and go to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;had a high fever.&lt;br /&gt;but supergirl saved me!&lt;br /&gt;and today i feel perfectly fine. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i've been working the whole day today.&lt;br /&gt;i FINALLY finished geog!!!&lt;br /&gt;wooohoooo.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt do one question though. cause i don't know how to do.&lt;br /&gt;altogether, i used like....4 foolscap papers for the homework.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm the math ne project is complicated.&lt;br /&gt;don't get most of the questions.&lt;br /&gt;i'm half way there though!&lt;br /&gt;still have 4 more days to complete my malay homework, math ne project, this math worksheet which i really dont care about and the math asknlearn thing.&lt;br /&gt;im sure i can complete all those this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. guess what. i, fatin, actually took a pill of VITAMIN and two full spoons of COD LIVER OIL! YUCKKKK! BLEHHHH! POOOOOOFFFTTTT!!!! BLECH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;well i'll get used to it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY,&lt;br /&gt;if you guys enjoyed the video in my previous post, you might wanna check this video out!&lt;br /&gt;the pranster in the HSM cast.&lt;br /&gt;some of you might find it lame.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i think its funny! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ooM2DJPcLg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9ooM2DJPcLg&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. i find monique a lil extra at the end of the video =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-8214005410360326224?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/8214005410360326224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-3240527984225189066</id><published>2008-08-28T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T22:48:03.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>maybe a break would be good</title><content type='html'>the month of tense, stress. anger and HELLLL!&lt;br /&gt;i bet even the EOYs wont be as stressful.&lt;br /&gt;nah i dont know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, noone has been bugging me to update. phew.&lt;br /&gt;i mean come on lah, its MY blog. so its MY choice when to update.&lt;br /&gt;a lil harsh. hah i was just kidding. hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been really tired.&lt;br /&gt;this week is like about studying, this, that, and this, and that. ahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna transfer school.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna transfer house.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna transfer country.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna transfer planet.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna transfer body.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna transfer life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that'd be cool.&lt;br /&gt;i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just realized i havent been using the computer the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;been too busy studying.&lt;br /&gt;its just that i really dont care about chemistry anymore.&lt;br /&gt;so we'll see how i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;what is this man.&lt;br /&gt;ashley tisdale copied vanessa hudgens old hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;except that her hair is brown.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;vh's hair will always be nicer!&lt;br /&gt;HAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLLL!&lt;br /&gt;check out this really cute and funny video of zac efron and vanessa hudgens.&lt;br /&gt;some people may say its lame but hey, i find it funny and cute. so why not share it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6QP3LtUZ5o&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t6QP3LtUZ5o&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-3240527984225189066?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3240527984225189066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=3240527984225189066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3240527984225189066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/3240527984225189066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/maybe-break-would-be-good.html' title='maybe a break would be good'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5064949839082718263.post-4459391781189306536</id><published>2008-08-21T22:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T22:11:42.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=D</title><content type='html'>ignore the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;was annoyed at my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL ANYWAY, i really gotta focus on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;havent been able to focus. so many distractions in class, outside class, at home, outside home, in my dreams, outside my dreams. just anywhere :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history test totally sucked.&lt;br /&gt;failed.&lt;br /&gt;GOOD THING my group did well for the presentation.&lt;br /&gt;REALLY REALLY have to thank my awesome team members; THERRY, KRIS and FAZ.&lt;br /&gt;cos if we had done badly for the presentation, i would have failed for OVERALL!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;so i feel lucky laaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i already know how bad my history is for CA.&lt;br /&gt;so i have to focus on other subjects to pull my overall grades up.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish life would be more fair for me.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i know that life is unfair.&lt;br /&gt;but its more unfair for us la.&lt;br /&gt;i mean why cant teachers of evergreen secondary school be more fair?&lt;br /&gt;no offence but they're soo biased.&lt;br /&gt;not all la obviously.&lt;br /&gt;im just saying.&lt;br /&gt;just because we're in freakin commitment, doesnt mean we're stupid people.&lt;br /&gt;i mean i know my class can be what sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;but really, i dont think the teachers know us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem. okok see. i get annoyed easily...&lt;br /&gt;well these days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, i wanna let my life be crazy for awhile first.&lt;br /&gt;i dont bother now.&lt;br /&gt;but when i start to bother, i really wanna try to calm myself down and make some changes.&lt;br /&gt;i just need help and support from at least one human being. oh what the eff? animals would be good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYY. IM TIREDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;OFF TO BED.&lt;br /&gt;no wait.&lt;br /&gt;really have to clean my room first. aw mannnn.&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT EVERYONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5064949839082718263-4459391781189306536?l=nadzzyworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/feeds/4459391781189306536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5064949839082718263&amp;postID=4459391781189306536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4459391781189306536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5064949839082718263/posts/default/4459391781189306536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadzzyworld.blogspot.com/2008/08/d.html' title='=D'/><author><name>Nad-z-RAWR!</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
