<?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-6120062</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:39:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.seen.</title><subtitle type='html'>read-my-blog-to-find-out-more</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>178</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111690943348590221</id><published>2005-05-24T12:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T15:33:22.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>no more contentment and fulfillment in bloggin. i used to like bloggin coz he'll be able to know how i am and such. no point now. my life is pretty much..... im okay. if he's coping, then i will. i'll still read his blog though. i hope he doesnt stop bloggin. tag/call/sms me or ask me out if you guys 'pity' me. whadever. i'll do so if im not busy. went town yest. didnt know he went there too. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111690943348590221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111690943348590221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111690943348590221' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111637701232668288</id><published>2005-05-18T08:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T10:12:44.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HANISITI22 Dec 2003 - 17 May 2005i dont intend to type alot yesterday when my comp kept jammin up on me. but i guess i have quite alot to type. im in scho0l.im fine now. honestly. im lo0kin forward to bein wo0ed again. hahaha... even though my heart still yearn for him.i was actually okay when we met. he wanted to meet me. i had a feelin it was bad. a 50-50 feelin though. when we met at punggol </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111637701232668288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111637701232668288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111637701232668288' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111630781124707605</id><published>2005-05-17T13:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T13:57:09.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i heard this song on radio this morn. i could relate to it. its whad im feelin inside.I open my eyes I try to see but im blinded by the white light I cant remember how I cant remember why Im lying here tonight And I cant stand the pain And I cant make it go away No I cant stand the pain How could this happen to me I made my mistakes Theres no where to run The night goes on As im fading away Im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111630781124707605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111630781124707605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111630781124707605' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111625653329988879</id><published>2005-05-16T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:15:33.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just read his blog.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111625653329988879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111625653329988879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111625653329988879' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111625517741013004</id><published>2005-05-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:03:34.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i was wonderin how could anyone even blog when they feel like shit. but i guess it helps. its like therapy.speakin bout therapy, i think ive got to hand in my pi (preliminary ideas) for pw (project work) tmrw. since i didnt go to scho0l today.yes, i skippd scho0l. and went to nats place in de early wet mornin of monday,16th may 2005. de sky was cryin like mad for me. i just felt like de weather </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111625517741013004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111625517741013004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111625517741013004' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111617336402239938</id><published>2005-05-15T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T23:27:15.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im feelin sick now. very weak and helpless. cause i read his blog.theres no point in goin scho0l and thinkin of scho0l. so im thinkin of meetin nat. or just come knockin on her do0r in de morn.i feel so..... i dont know whad to say. its an unpleasant feeling, thats all.things can go well for others, and bad for us. and vice versa. im receivin de former.i found this poem on johans friends blog. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111617336402239938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111617336402239938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111617336402239938' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111617030375773743</id><published>2005-05-15T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T23:18:23.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i guess its true that you have to keep yourself busy so as not to think to0 much about things.i was busy helpin out to bake de pineapple tarts tis mornin. now that its done and i decided to do my homework, my mind is filled with hanis.i cant concentrate on my work, with de fact that i dont know how to do. ive got an accounts test tmrw and i cant uunderstand a shit bout accounts.hanis msged me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111617030375773743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111617030375773743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111617030375773743' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111570110451450170</id><published>2005-05-10T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T12:58:24.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive just ended malay lesson. it was freakin fun cause we didnt do any werk. we just played this sorta game or get-to-know game. we have to fill in names of people who suit certain instances/boxes. for example, i know how to read de Koran. but then, when most of de boxes are filled up, im left with those that i dont even thought of. theres this one box that actually made me laugh and i never thot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111570110451450170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111570110451450170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111570110451450170' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111518031839439640</id><published>2005-05-04T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T12:18:38.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You're Soroity Slut Barbie!  You're easy and you'rereally cheesy!  Have fun with the entirefootball team. If You Were A Barbie, Which Messed Up Version Would You Be? brought to you by Quizillaim sexy.. im cool.. im ready to boot de scho0l!DARK CRIMSON ??Which colour of Death is yours?? brought to you by Quizilladeadley..cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to beclose to your special </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111518031839439640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111518031839439640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111518031839439640' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111510454138137671</id><published>2005-05-03T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:15:41.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i realised that we didnt get to buy de engraved rings. we had wanted a ring each, engtraved with a 'hanisiti'. "HANISiti" for me and "haniSITI" for him.it didnt came true either..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111510454138137671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111510454138137671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111510454138137671' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111510093725689088</id><published>2005-05-03T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:09:10.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i guess it really has ended.i read this off his blog.May DayMay Day. Labour (day). Basically, it's a holiday. Yet, the words bring out sounds of panic and pain. Panic and Pain.Hanisiti (22/12/03 - 02/05/05)Panic and Pain.i really dont know whads wrong with me. i can be so upset at times and then have a nothing-happened lo0k. im not feelin a thing now. but if i recall and think of him, i'll start </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111510093725689088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111510093725689088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111510093725689088' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111504845355886530</id><published>2005-05-02T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T13:50:48.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>updates on my life.it doesnt seem to0 go0d now.well, firstly, i decided not to go for my scho0ls cip overseas trip to thailand for a few reasons. one: i cant afford it. two: it to0 much preparation which also mean taking to much of my time. lastly: i wanted to spend more time with hanis.but i highly doubt that i can do much fo rmy last reason.this was whad i managed to write early this mornin </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111504845355886530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111504845355886530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111504845355886530' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111336223069474087</id><published>2005-04-13T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T10:32:51.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are a Ninja.You are like a samurai gone bad. The good sideis no longer interesting you and feel thatdarkness is where you belong. Though you maythink you are the evil one, you're not. Becausedeep inside there is still that little glimpseof who you once were. You don't like toassociate with people that much and keep away.In your mind they are ignorant and not sointeresting anyway. That means </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111336223069474087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111336223069474087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111336223069474087' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111335903907028818</id><published>2005-04-13T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T10:23:59.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>evryone in tis library are busy. ayu is really bloggin. shes typin so fast and alot. others like ija and imah are busy blohskin-ing and friendster-ing.i need to shit. ouch..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111335903907028818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111335903907028818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111335903907028818' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111328107552926169</id><published>2005-04-12T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T12:44:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im de BIGGEST DUMBASS in de world la fuck. oh, sorry. im not suppose to curse cause it turns hanis off.anyway, i'll rephrase my sentence.IM DE BIGGEST DUMBASS IN DE WORLD!why you may ask? cause i dint f*ckin know that i had a shoutbox!!! damn f*ckin dumb.i dint know cause my friend was de one that helpd me do and then i had to go for class. he told me that de whole thing was gone after that. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111328107552926169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111328107552926169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111328107552926169' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111312255353971449</id><published>2005-04-10T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T17:11:45.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alot of things goes through my mind when things happen. usually i'll say it out. but there are times when i just keep it to myself. i dont wanna hurt others. and sometimes, i just cant be bothered. i do tend to curse and think negatively. i do that alot. but i guess, as long as it doesnt come out and im not hurtin anybody, it should be fine.dont i feel the impact? yes, i do. at times, you just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111312255353971449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111312255353971449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111312255353971449' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111205988194812610</id><published>2005-03-29T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T09:31:21.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>punkchaste@hotmail.commy new add. de ct_runnerwae_87@hotmail.com add i cant even open de account.oh god. i gota go and shit now.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111205988194812610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111205988194812610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111205988194812610' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111200260401678432</id><published>2005-03-28T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T17:36:44.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im in a state of euphoria. just lo0kin at de cover of LIME magazine. it is so fuckin nice!!!! i love tis issue to bits!!! not so much of de content though. except for de punk factors!!! arhhhhhh!!!!!!i love it.im home very early. around 3 plus. thats freakin early on a scho0l day. but i didnt have classes and such. had my common test 1 today. 2 papers. can you believe that?! accountin was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111200260401678432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111200260401678432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111200260401678432' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111180801860317558</id><published>2005-03-26T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T11:33:38.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Which Incredibles Character Are You? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111180801860317558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111180801860317558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111180801860317558' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111179413992413269</id><published>2005-03-26T07:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:52:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>  im so0 kewl!!my loser score was initially 13 but then i changed my answer to one of de question coz i dint know whad was weblog. i had a feelin it was a blog. but anyways, im being honest after i found out whad it is and changed my answer. im stil TOTALLY COoL!!!but honestly, i wanted to be co0l. so i answerd whad i think would be cool. not all of it la. those where got no direct answer and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111179413992413269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111179413992413269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111179413992413269' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111163559099608290</id><published>2005-03-24T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T11:43:30.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now is econs. i dont take econs.im in de red house. i just find our scho0ls house system DAMN KEWL!!! de names of de ancient greek cities are FREAKING KEWL!! Olimpia - Sparta - Athens - Troy. this is whad i think of de names and colours. Olimpia seems very Yellow. Athens just go with Red, very fierce like that. Sparta sounds more to Green. (thats why i wanna be in green house even though i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111163559099608290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111163559099608290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111163559099608290' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111146148460208947</id><published>2005-03-22T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T11:18:04.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15 Months Together! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111146148460208947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111146148460208947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111146148460208947' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111063777398790446</id><published>2005-03-12T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T22:44:19.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im goin kl tmrw. will be back by monday night. midnight. insya allah. pray my safety to and fro. amin.had de walkathon today. it was very fun! i had fun with my classmates. i hope they had fun with me. my class gets along quite well i must say. seems united. very 'on'. it was tirin though. 5km! had to wake up freakin early on a saturday just to walk!? yeah, thats whad we did. we, de Millennians. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111063777398790446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111063777398790446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111063777398790446' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111050865223232522</id><published>2005-03-11T09:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T10:45:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i woke up tis mornin lookin so haggard. i had swollen eyes that i can barely use to see de world.i cant help it. tears flowed down my face whenever i thought about us. our time spent. and many more. in de bus, i cried. my friend who just boarded asked me whether im okay. "yeah" was all i said. i did managed to talk and joke around with my friends. im feelin slightly better.when i woke up, i knew </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111050865223232522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111050865223232522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111050865223232522' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111046558474387819</id><published>2005-03-10T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:39:44.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>it hurts so much now. i read his blog. it just hurts so damn much. ive never felt this way. maybe i have but it wasnt this bad. my ears hurts. so does my head. im helpless. his blog. his entry. i was waitin for it. i thought i could really know why and stuffs. i wanted to know his side of it al. well, maybe not today. im sufferin now. but no worries, i'll get over it. and readin nats previous </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111046558474387819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111046558474387819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111046558474387819' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-111046286970163948</id><published>2005-03-10T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:01:45.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im sorry. this fucking comp really stresses me more. i wrote a lengthy entry and it just poof! so im fuckd up with this comp. and im tired. my brain is tired. my eyes need to drain more liquid out. im sorry hanis. i cant help it. anw, there you go. a summarised entry.the wait is over. for those of you who have been waitin and wantin to know de episodes of our misunderstandins, whad it will lead </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111046286970163948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/111046286970163948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111046286970163948' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110983279356217061</id><published>2005-03-03T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T14:53:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*Note: This is Hanis, Siti's dear boyfriend writing on behalf of my deer Siti. Ok, that was not supposed to be funny.Anyway, I'm supposedly free now because I HAVE NO SCHOOL this week. I'm sure that would rattle the nerves of my dear. So, I'm here to update her blog(because she asked me to do so).Things between us are getting better, I pray. The tempers and impatience, I hope, are soon </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110983279356217061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110983279356217061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110983279356217061' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110891776870696106</id><published>2005-02-20T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T18:52:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im not mushy.hanis is de ONLY guy i think i'll ever wanna be together with. even though i do have infactuation and likings for other good lookin guys that passes by. but todays turn of events is really an eye opener for me.today started with me wakin up freakin early, ard 7 or 8 plus, to get ready and have breakfast at tekka. somewhere there. it was freakin early for me coz i slept at 3am. anw, i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110891776870696106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110891776870696106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110891776870696106' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110611169185620597</id><published>2005-01-19T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T13:24:49.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hahaha. i just got some last minute clarification with my friends. thought after tis got lesson. sheesh. no more lesson!!!! yee haa!! im waitin for school to end. then got dance!!! yippee!!! dance dance dance.... *euphoric*plus plus plus!!! tomorrow is pre u 2 fun day!!!! whole day in sentosa man! from 8am to 6pm. wo0ho0!!!!som said's sri warisan came to my school. saw marina yusof. all de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110611169185620597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110611169185620597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110611169185620597' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110558910731910244</id><published>2005-01-13T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T12:05:07.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i thought today was goin to be de unluckiest day ever. but come to think of it now, its actually a great one!woke up feelin kinda fresh. felt like i had a good sleep coz i could wake up super easily. then de sucky parts. i mean, de sucky events began.left house at 7.10. bad hair day coz i washed it (ironic huh?) in de bus i realised that i didnt brin my pe tee. oh yah. and didnt do srp (if </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110558910731910244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110558910731910244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110558910731910244' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110508046767093049</id><published>2005-01-07T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-07T14:47:47.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i just got home. still in my uni. gonna check out www.awfulplasticsurgery.com. came across tis when doin research for our gp yesterday. cant get enough. have more to yet be seen.tired. maybe fetch hanis from school. hah. weird.nvr been tis early to be home from school.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110508046767093049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110508046767093049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110508046767093049' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110497185405712495</id><published>2005-01-06T08:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T08:37:34.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>now is economics lesson for my class. i dont take econs.yesterdays dance was freakin tough. i broke down. i couldnt dance well. i was very disappointed because i usually can dance well for most dance. name it- bhangra, hip hop, pop, malay- i can. but contemp was very weird. im not flexible at all. de only thing that im kinda proud of myself is that i can memorise de dance steps already. it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110497185405712495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110497185405712495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110497185405712495' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110437878139636572</id><published>2004-12-30T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T11:53:01.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh oh oh!!!! i forgot.Theres a gig today, 3oth dec (for those who dont have calenders), at an art gallery a block from City Hall. You guys have to pay 5 bucks for it but its for charity, so dont grumble. It starts at 530pm. Bands like Ronin and The Leaven Trait will be there. For more info, check out tis site : www.rockthepit.tk Check it OUt now! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110437878139636572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110437878139636572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110437878139636572' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110437835369715477</id><published>2004-12-30T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T11:45:53.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i am bored.lalalalalala....oh fuck. you know whad? im think im goin to my kampong tis evening. shit! i dont wanna go!!!!! tmrw syukurs havin bbq. and i wanna go to de gig tonight!!! wahhHH....!!!!!!!tis sucks... *sulks*but!.. *grins* i get to see him later stil!!! yeay!!! miss him. i wanna snog snog snog..... wheeee.... *dreamy*heh. sorry.i am still bored.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110437835369715477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110437835369715477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110437835369715477' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110411621469871657</id><published>2004-12-27T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T10:56:54.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christmas eve was hell lot of fun!!! It was like a girls night out. Fantastic!! Thanks nat, maria, manda, ling fang and pearl. You guys really made my holiday come to a Great end.It was fabbity fab fab!! Its been ages since I went out with girls. I usually hang out with hanis. Well, he is de ‘closest of them all’ now. So it was a very nice change to go out with those noisy bunch!Actually, it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110411621469871657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110411621469871657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110411621469871657' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110389199211815802</id><published>2004-12-24T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T20:39:52.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Taken at Swensens on our anniversary. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110389199211815802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110389199211815802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110389199211815802' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110385929979417604</id><published>2004-12-24T11:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T11:34:59.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This Indian Mat, I love so much. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110385929979417604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110385929979417604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110385929979417604' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110382018430962890</id><published>2004-12-24T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T00:43:04.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok guys, after many weeks of waiting for my dear boyfriend to do the photos for me, he managed to do it for me. But, now it's too small. He sends his apologies. So here are the corrections. Enjoy!Hari raya wit o4b5I love him so0 much.I just have to post tis la.. ‘amek kau zul..’I really hope tis wont happen in real life… de switchin of partners. Urgh.it was hanis' idea to kick zuls </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110382018430962890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110382018430962890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110382018430962890' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110377189290204061</id><published>2004-12-23T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-23T11:31:24.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im really shocked by it all. i had never thought that it will be that way. it was unbelievable.i woke tis morn and decided to go online. initially, to read hanis's blog but like he said, its spoilt. so called. and he's doing a new one which he has yet to let me know. anw, he's comp's having problems too. so i decided to check out nat's blog and i had a feeling she'd replied me on her tagboard </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110377189290204061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110377189290204061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110377189290204061' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110364704528993400</id><published>2004-12-22T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T01:20:01.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Wow.. a year has passed. I still remembered those days when we were still "bruder and sister". But still, i had started missing you so badly then especially when you went to Australia for your holiday. And those times where I would count the days to our monthly anniversary. And today, its the 12th month!! Well, for first timers, especially for you, its not bad. To stay in your first ever </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110364704528993400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110364704528993400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110364704528993400' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110348377812507178</id><published>2004-12-20T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-20T03:20:49.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>actually, i dont really feel like updatin. but i just had to cause i really wanna say that hanis lo0kd damn go0d today!!! he lo0kd damn yummy!!!even though i just watchd a few late night tv programmes with yummier guys in it. and one that lo0kd like his bro. freakd me out. not that his bro freaks me out la. de thought of havin feelins for that guy on tv and since he lo0ks like his bro, its like</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110348377812507178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110348377812507178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110348377812507178' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110277769750214592</id><published>2004-12-11T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T23:08:17.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>you know whad? i think he knew i that i was wonderin why he didnt sms me cause i just receivd a message from him!!!! telepathy. tis will exist in those who spend alot of time with de other and is so0 close that you can actually sense them even if they're not there wit you.actually, thats de power of love.vol 1. *laughs* i miss you and love you so0 muchies!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110277769750214592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110277769750214592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110277769750214592' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110277678474960046</id><published>2004-12-11T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T22:53:04.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Todays jammin was fun! I sang songs. But that was like only after one hour has passd. I didn’t know whad kind of music and whad songs they were playin so I slackd first. It was very fun. De only thin that was a turn off was de genre. It was mostly rock. MALAY rock. Urgh. But I do know most of de OTHER malay songs that they playd. Im very much a malay listener, then. De only song that was in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110277678474960046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110277678474960046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110277678474960046' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110269246923557092</id><published>2004-12-10T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T23:27:49.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i forgot.HAPPY BURPDAY TAUFIK!!!!! BURrrp. I LOVE YOU!!!!i hope hanis dont mind me type tis. i just wanna tell taufik that his song with his band, de one feat syaheed, is DAMN FREAKIN NICE!! move ya body....!!!!he should put that piece and de other one they've composed on his new album which will be out so0n. like damn so0n. 18th dec!! go get it peeps.i still love you more hanis. muachs!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110269246923557092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110269246923557092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110269246923557092' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110269153222345505</id><published>2004-12-10T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T23:15:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i actually had an entry typed out tis morn but my sto0pid comp.. bastard me again.anw, my baby boy is in vietnam now!! bo0ho0! i didnt sent him off just now even though i really wantd to but he's goin to visit his dad plus enjoyin de hols to0, with his mom and sis! i cant be there. i'll cry my ass of anyway. then it'll be damn sad la. anw, im fine. did i mention that he's de sweetest thing ever</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110269153222345505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110269153222345505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110269153222345505' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110250498763172636</id><published>2004-12-08T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T08:54:19.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I was aghast to see my photo doin a funny pose on haniss blog! I actually gave a shriek!But it was super sweet of him.Hari raya wit o4b5I love him so0 much.I just have to post tis la.. ‘amek kau zul..’I really hope tis wont happen in real life… de switchin of partners. Urgh.it was haniss idea to kick zuls butt… honest. *smirks*hihih.. bollywo0d pose. Achar achar…at ijas place</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110250498763172636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110250498763172636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110250498763172636' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110250248677118383</id><published>2004-12-08T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-08T18:42:54.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>whad i had wrote last night.my parents.. my MOM sucks. i hate her now. im home at 8pm and she's being a bitch about it. "tomorrow go out again la! go where tomorrow, de day after tomorrow?! hanis's house ah!"fuck.it really is fucked upbecause i just had a really stupid misunderstandin with hanis. we were all fine when headin home and i thought he was hiding something that disturbed him from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110250248677118383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110250248677118383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110250248677118383' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110224336222690477</id><published>2004-12-05T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-05T18:42:42.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yest, was retribution day. hah! it was fun fun fun!he washd de dishes, helpd to lay out de fo0ds and i bullied him al de way. that was fun. and my gay bro was with us. and i was huggin hanis like he didnt evn existed. hahah. but i kept turnin to him to hug him but he pushd me away. it was disgustin. i lo0kd like a paedophile. a female one.nenek was laughin and kept tellin hanis to go into de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110224336222690477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110224336222690477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110224336222690477' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110156604401014754</id><published>2004-11-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T22:34:04.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>de past few days were hectic.wednesday: went for hari raya visitin wit my classmates. draggd hanis along. we went to each others house and a few other classmates that couldnt join us. and at first there were 12 of us then helmy had to stay home cause his relatives were comin and he only managed to go to ijas house which btw was de first. de meetin point. then at ard 5 plus, sharifah had to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110156604401014754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110156604401014754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110156604401014754' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110091518283657555</id><published>2004-11-20T09:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T09:46:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>like whad my dear boyfriend mentioned in de previous post, im healthy and eatin al de delicious kuehs. basically, enjoyin Hari Raya.tmrw will be de day. for me to meet hanis's family. yes, family. not just his sister. coz i dont mind her sis. she knows me,for ive been goin over to their place to crash. but tmrw, its his Mother, Father, Brother... Grandmother and Auntie!! oh god. i feel so weak </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110091518283657555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110091518283657555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110091518283657555' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-110077741013630741</id><published>2004-11-18T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T19:30:10.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, this is not Siti. This is Hanis, blogging on behalf of my dear girlfriend.Siti is having some trouble with her computer, hence unable to update for the last couple of weeks. Currently, she is in good health and enjoying the delicious kuehs made specially for Hari Raya. She will be back to tell you more stories as soon as her computer is fixed.Please be patient. She apologises for not </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110077741013630741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/110077741013630741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110077741013630741' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109961188934046272</id><published>2004-11-05T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T07:44:49.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>all de best to those takin their 'a' level mother tongue today. esp to my dearest darlin banana. love you. and you can do it. coz i know you can. coz i taught you! so, repay my deeds by pullin through tis well. i have faith in ya. (you'd better pass, or i'll ask for "it")hey, im jokin.yest sucks. felt damn pissd off. however, im fine now.well, honestly, i didnt wanna be fine today. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109961188934046272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109961188934046272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109961188934046272' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109958078901706617</id><published>2004-11-04T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T23:06:29.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im havin a fuckin iritatin lecture. im practically bitin my lips. so that i wont turn my face round to my mom and give her fuck of whad im holdin back. screwin me for not goin trawih and al de sto0o0o0pid shits bout religion. and it al started bcoz id spent my nights and stufs in front of tis comp. she sho0tin me like hell. im not givin a shit and i know she can see whad de fuck im typin. heck! i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109958078901706617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109958078901706617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109958078901706617' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109952675367793531</id><published>2004-11-04T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-04T08:05:53.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im up early. well, actually ive been up since sahur. and im dont plan to sleep. i have to do de laundry and a bit of sprin cleanin. wipe here and there.. and im done! for today that is.i feel guilty easily. and im kinda guilty now. for whad you may ask? for doubtin peeps. i think you peeps have come across a situation, at least once in your life, where you thought that someone was doin somethin</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109952675367793531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109952675367793531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109952675367793531' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109945287890848090</id><published>2004-11-03T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T18:29:47.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im really makin full use of de scho0ls facilities. for im here now. in de library again. bloggin in. hols!!!a discovery made today!!!!! i found one of my long time friend's blog. its stupid. in a funny way. but he's (yes, its a 'he') damn stuck up!!!  either that or he no longer remember me. which is sad. and he is fuckin stuck up!!! argh!!nvm. maybe he thinks im stil after him. i used to. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109945287890848090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109945287890848090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109945287890848090' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109944439616858280</id><published>2004-11-03T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T09:13:16.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>here i am in de scho0l library. de last day of scho0l for tis year, 2o04. so much memories and happenins. so little bondin. luckily, theres 2 more years to catch up with stufs.my vp gave a speech just now and there was one part where he told us an article which i find de meanin very true and deep. i think its from challenge magazine but theres to0 many articles and i dont know which one is it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109944439616858280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109944439616858280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109944439616858280' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109935952920536187</id><published>2004-11-02T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-02T09:43:52.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ive extracted tis from hanis's guestbo0k. my fren, nat, wrote it to me.When couples fight, they tend to say out words that are well, rude, infuriating and most of d times, words they dun mean. WHY? Coz usually, during d fight, we tend not to see the solution for long-term and instead see d solution for short-term. Similar to me, when i fight wit him, i usually say more mean words than he does. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109935952920536187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109935952920536187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109935952920536187' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109927383388641279</id><published>2004-11-01T08:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-01T16:30:00.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im in scho0l. and you peeps shud see de state or shud i say de population of de scho0l. man! so few peeps around! my class is de biggest i think. b3 damn pathetic. only 3 peeps came. anw, im fastin today. after 9 days of wakin up late and eatin whenever i want. ironically, it feels so much better to fast. must be de inner 'chi'. hah! whad crap. i think a partial reason why im feelin better is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109927383388641279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109927383388641279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109927383388641279' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109912632476151156</id><published>2004-10-30T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T16:52:04.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>guess whad i did tis morn?woke up. bathe and got ready to go heeren. reach heeren. lined up for de free meet n greet tics given away. ija came. then a few other classmates of mine met us there n then went to catch a movie. after de long q-ing up, got de tics. idols came. evryone was frantically tryin to take shots of de idols. slyvesters fans are those noisy piece of shits. ever so girly and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109912632476151156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109912632476151156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109912632476151156' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109906730003725306</id><published>2004-10-30T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-30T00:28:20.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i do NOT know whadsup with my bf. he went offline!!! argh!! i think im takin tis to0 hard.i feel as sucky as i ever had felt. almost evrythin related to me stinks to de core. im just super upset unhappy and whad have you. i do NOT know why im feelin tis way. it really really stinks.im really hatin my life as it is now. so controlled. so full of problems. so full of shites!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109906730003725306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109906730003725306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109906730003725306' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109892844521726752</id><published>2004-10-28T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T09:54:05.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im damn happy. i suppose. for awhile back then.i got my results back. de papers only. not de part whether i retained or  get promoted. i got 3 a level passes for my geog, malay a and accountin. and an e8 for my gp. im definitely happy that i passed tis promos. i kept forgettin that tis promos is up to 7o%. well, i dont care whether im gonna get promoted or not. for now, im happy with whad ive </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109892844521726752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109892844521726752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109892844521726752' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109876168168754457</id><published>2004-10-26T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T11:34:41.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im at home now. have tis back ache which de damn iritatin doc said was just my muscle achin. he's damn freakin stuck up man. i know you're go0d lo0kin and al la, but wit that kinda attitude, man, you aint goin anywhere. even though you're a doctor. forget it la dude. you aint go0d enough. in de words of de white chicks " i am freakin..pissed " anyway, im stuck at home. for now. i hope. i wanna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109876168168754457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109876168168754457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109876168168754457' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109823476973302755</id><published>2004-10-20T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T09:34:43.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>listenin to green day while bloggin tis entry. im in de scho0ls library. i dont have anythin to say for now. my brain seems dead. i need more sleep. and i think i'll do that when im in de bus, goin to de newater thingy tis afterno0n for our learnin journey. im whackd. i wish im home now. i planned not to come to scho0l today. coz i wont be able to meet hanis if i do since it will be to0 late to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109823476973302755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109823476973302755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109823476973302755' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109808135743385281</id><published>2004-10-18T14:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T14:47:28.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are pure love. Pure and deep. You not only wantto but NEED to find your one true love. You arenot afraid of any challenge for your love, andit is something to truly treasure.href="href="http://quizilla.com/users/silvercherriz/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20love%20are%20you?/"&gt;What'&gt;http://quizilla.com/users/silvercherriz/quizzes/What%20kind%20of%20love%20are%20you%3F/"&gt;What kind of love are </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109808135743385281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109808135743385281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109808135743385281' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109653311065436546</id><published>2004-09-30T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T16:33:42.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im stil in scho0l. even though class ends like 2 hrs ago.i stayd back to play badminton with mr heikal. (continuation from lunch breaks game) wah.... he whackd me to de max sak! made me sprint so much from one end to one end just to hit de cock (its THE cock.. not... nevermind) i was de only one playin with him then. was waitin for mairah but when she did came ( i was uber whackd), she said she</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109653311065436546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109653311065436546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109653311065436546' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109642253707538526</id><published>2004-09-29T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T09:48:57.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was damn sweet!!!hanis sent me to scho0l! wow! thats a first!!! anw, he was under my blk at 7. we walkd towards de bustop near de mrt station and to0k 80a. he had no scho0l coz now is his promos. so self study la. but he went to scho0l stil, for his econs consultation. he sent me til de back gate... aww....anw, i cabotd scho0l after that. hah!  ms bala (my home tutor) came in de </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109642253707538526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109642253707538526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109642253707538526' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109591744858255858</id><published>2004-09-23T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T13:30:48.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>seriously speakin , i should not be bloggin now. i should be studyin with my friends......oh whad de heck.im in de library since two periods ago. ahmad didnt come!! so we had two whole periods of.. NOTHING! yes. and ive been stuck to tis comp.... about a period ago. not that bad lah. (yeah ryte... your exams in two weeks time noe.. you slackin in front of de monitor somemore.. tsk tsk tsk.. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109591744858255858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109591744858255858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109591744858255858' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109583499591744867</id><published>2004-09-22T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:36:35.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh yah. i sent tis to hanis just now..i miss you baby..how are you..tis pretty lady..misses you to0..i longd for your smile..your kiss and tender touch..apart, it seems like a mile..at heart, we love each other very much..we're two when we're apart..but one... at heart..and last but not least..I LOVE YOU HANIS.its not that go0d but okay lah ryte? i think ive improved. go0d shit </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109583499591744867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109583499591744867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109583499591744867' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109583448760012556</id><published>2004-09-22T14:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-22T14:28:07.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15 mins ago, i received a "Happy 9th anniversay" from two track friends, amalia n inez after de so-called boring htp period. it was very unexpected moreover, amalia had already wishd me yesterday (she askd about hanis whom she saw waitin for me outside scho0l on monday and how long we've been together). it was a very sweet gesture though, thank you peeps.i was feelin abit down tis morn. and it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109583448760012556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109583448760012556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109583448760012556' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109574447977523979</id><published>2004-09-21T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T13:27:59.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeti is here with me. in de library. (wah.. its rhymes)im bored basically.i miss hanis. tis is so sad. umm... i cant rhyme tis one.anwyay, i feel like goin to harbour front and wait for him to end school. then we go home together. yups. i shall do that.tomorow is de 9th month!!!! yeay! wah.. quite long man. actually its de longest one i ever had. hah! happy happy..im crappin now. so... </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109574447977523979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109574447977523979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109574447977523979' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109504231798135265</id><published>2004-09-13T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-13T10:27:14.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You are the most important person in his life. Hewould do anything to see you smile. Actually,he would be the PERFECT boyfriend. Alwaysgetting lost in your eyes, always treating youlike a princes and always saying a joke to makeyou laugh your head off while he smiles at yourhysteric laughter. Yup, he is the person youwere destined to fall in love with.What kind of boyfriend would you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109504231798135265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109504231798135265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109504231798135265' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109487440262585251</id><published>2004-09-11T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-11T11:57:12.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>its been awhile since i last blog in. tis hols have been a VERY memorable one for me (and i think hanis to0). monday was like way co0l and we really enjoyd it. de days after, we met almost evryday except for thursday. i really treasure de moments we spent. basically, i love you very much hanis.so....ive not study-study yet. ive been tryin to balance alot of my accounting questions which is for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109487440262585251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109487440262585251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109487440262585251' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109410133356477174</id><published>2004-09-02T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-02T13:02:13.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY BURFDAE TO YOU HANIS!!!!!!!!I LOVE YOU SHO MUCHIES!!!!summary:yesterday was fun! spent de day with burfdae boy and i really hoped he enjoyd de day. watchd Garfield. ok la. not bad. hope he liked de idea of me payin. but sho shad.. coz i cant give him a kiss n a hug today! bo0 ho0! anw, i hope he enjoyd his day. he told me that his 'ko0' classmates gave him REAL bananas n toy monkey! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109410133356477174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109410133356477174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109410133356477174' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109360267526861754</id><published>2004-08-27T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-27T18:31:15.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im damn pissd. very pissd. but not so0 much now. i have very po0r memory and feelins. whad i mean is that i cant remember that very well whad happen just now in scho0l which was only about 1 hour ago! and not forgettin my feelins which goes de same way as my memory. that means i dont feel that much anger now compared to an hour ago. sometimes its irritatin. but its to my advantage because i start</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109360267526861754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109360267526861754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109360267526861754' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109348776240287849</id><published>2004-08-26T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-26T22:30:09.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was like a fairy tale.i went to tekong bmtc for de learnin journey. and i met hanis there. actually, i knew that he was goin that day that was why i wanted to go as well. only thing was i didnt know that we will actually meet. cant be to0 confident in anythin ryte.. s0, when we reachd de ferry terminal, i saw a group of sajc peeps. my heart leaped! i scanned de group but didnt wanna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109348776240287849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109348776240287849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109348776240287849' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109323248863689651</id><published>2004-08-23T11:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-23T11:41:28.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yesterday was my 8th month with hanis. i would like to thank him for al that he have done and gone thru for me. i love you darlin!came from de canteen. had my malay paper today. de first one, compre, was okay i guess. then 2nd paper was de malay a paper so bein first time sittin for it, it was weird! i dont have a clue on how to answer de questions. its very... weird. anw, my frens just left me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109323248863689651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109323248863689651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109323248863689651' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109297572204777584</id><published>2004-08-20T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-20T12:22:02.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>while waitin for de two 'chis' to come down from de fourth flo0r of tis library building after their econs paper... i decided to blog in.actually i wanted to blog in just now but al de comps were in used by others.anw, we gonna study at sonias club but i have a great feelin that we gonna EAT first. yeay!then im gonna study with hanis after his scho0l ends at around 5.Gp was tough. il be </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109297572204777584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109297572204777584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109297572204777584' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109279098070370352</id><published>2004-08-18T08:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-18T09:06:13.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeay! im actually de first student to enter de library! hahah.. nonsense.anw, im suppose to do my gp now. but whadever. i just wanna say that im sorry if i had hurt or offended anyone yesterday. yes, i was hurt and offended yesterday but today is a whole new beginning and i totally cant remember how it felt like; to be angry and al. (unless i keep thinkin about it but that will end up with me</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109279098070370352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109279098070370352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109279098070370352' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109232523912221519</id><published>2004-08-13T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-13T00:07:49.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>wows!! this is my 1o0th entry!! yeay!im doin quite alot of unnecessary stuffs now. like checkin out my friendster, goin to write a testimonial for my 'chi' yatie, findin out whad de hell is 'ulik mayang' for my long-overdued-malay-project and not forgettin, updating my blog. im doin al tis except for my hmwk. hah! you rock gerl!anw, i hope i can do it later.went studyin with nisa just now. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109232523912221519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109232523912221519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109232523912221519' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109167267938465105</id><published>2004-08-05T10:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T10:24:39.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>okay. today is a very slackenin day. i come to scho0l, only to have 2 periods of malay! damn sto0pid la. urgh! and to think that i actually did not wanna come scho0l today, its just damn wasted la. and i had bad tummy ache tis mornin!!! urgh!!!i feel damn stopid. well.. not that i was ever clever though.anyway, tomoroow is national day celebration!! yeay!!! which means no scho0l!! wo0ho0ho0!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109167267938465105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109167267938465105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109167267938465105' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109126262186616616</id><published>2004-07-31T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-31T16:44:33.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im damn whacked. but i cant sleep!!! cause i did so in de bus! urgh.. luckily i woke up exactly at my bustop. phew! if not, i have to travel from an extra stop. sheesh. thank god.why am i damn tired ey? well, i had my napfa 2.4 km run tis mornin. but thats not al. i had bhangra practice as well!2.4 was ok i guess. i think im de first girl to end de run. YEAY!! and my timin for today was also </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109126262186616616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109126262186616616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109126262186616616' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109093246326652439</id><published>2004-07-27T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-27T20:47:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeay!! i did it !! on my own!!! ho0rah!! i managed to put up de background photo of my blog. de designer revamped her photobucket thingy so, yeah.. i did it... way co0l.i caught de movie mean girls. it was girly (like duh) but ok. theres de dumb blonde, de bitch, de i-cant-help-it-if-people-loves-me and de african-home scho0l nerd. de guy, aaron, is damn hot! actually hes just co0l. i thought </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109093246326652439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109093246326652439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109093246326652439' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109082374932293106</id><published>2004-07-26T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T14:35:49.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>aww... sho schweet!! i cried again. that song has a place in my heart now.. right next to hanis. i love you sho muchies!!im at home. no scho0l. well, actually there is, just that i didnt go. due to my splittin headache and running nose yesterday and achings tis mornin. sigh. im still slackin huh? after de mid year and knowin that i just sux academically. and not to mention physically. sheesh. i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109082374932293106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109082374932293106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109082374932293106' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109051216396796146</id><published>2004-07-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-23T00:02:43.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im not sure whad to type exactly. but wait a minute... i have LOTS to type actually. hmm.. this is whad happened today. guess whad man?! i didnt run for any relay events! how co0l is that?! so0o0 NOT co0l. im like al geared up and ready but last minutely, my sto0pid quards have to be pulled. like.. cant it pulled when i wasnt havin any race?! argh!! it was SUPER annoyin. i just felt de great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109051216396796146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109051216396796146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109051216396796146' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109025366949970634</id><published>2004-07-20T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T00:14:29.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I MISS HANIS!!!    and i pulled my thigh muscle. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109025366949970634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109025366949970634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109025366949970634' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-109005440400076919</id><published>2004-07-17T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-17T16:53:24.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im here in my ro0m, bored to0 death. im a lil tired as well. i had trainin tis mornin at 8. for our relay. de event is tis comin wednesday. *breathe out* im countin on tis one since i screwd to de max for my 1o0m (oh yah.. mr chua last minutely yesterday told me to run for 4x4o0m as well. im screwd) it was damn sto0pid lah. i wasnt pressured at al. i think it was confidence. so, i screwed it. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109005440400076919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/109005440400076919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109005440400076919' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108981580087085174</id><published>2004-07-14T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-14T22:36:40.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i dont feel appreciated. sigh. that sucks.i tried on my new jersey and showed to my family. indifferent. especially my mom. GOD i hate it. she lo0ked up and then continued playing the fishing game with gay. damn it! at least my grand father commented, even though it wasnt encouraging (he commented on the sleeveless-ness. go0d enough.) and my grandmother smiled (i think) even though she didnt say</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108981580087085174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108981580087085174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108981580087085174' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108959691796996886</id><published>2004-07-12T09:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T09:48:37.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh... did i tell you guys that ive changed my subject combi and that is why im here!! pe staff ro0m... (hes back... with mrs wong...)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108959691796996886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108959691796996886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108959691796996886' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108959676331406632</id><published>2004-07-12T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T09:46:03.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>oh my god...im in de pe staff ro0m.... ALONE!!!! WAHAHAHAH... mr heikal when out for awhile and he actually trust me to be in here! wah... i better not lose his trust man... i can do anythin i want... i mean de bad stuffs. aww... he trust me.... yes! make him proud.. make him proud siti...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108959676331406632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108959676331406632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108959676331406632' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108959637308756365</id><published>2004-07-12T09:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-12T09:39:33.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>yeay! its been a while since i blog in. guess where i am now? nope. not at home. im in scho0l. in de pe teachers ro0m, to be exact. co0l huh? im with mr heikal now. but he askd me to do some checkin bout de nationals event order for tis campus, in case theres any mistakes.so now, after checkin n al, he has given me de privilege to use it. hahaha.. and im siitin at mr amirs seat. his area! used to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108959637308756365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108959637308756365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108959637308756365' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108850610678360985</id><published>2004-06-29T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-29T20:15:23.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>even my current favourite song cant seem to cheer me up. call me crazy. call me mad. i just feel like being down. makes my mind clearer. somehow. but im upsetin others. my other half. i dont know why im feelin tis way.i feel go0d just now. bein very free. somehow. when i was coming home, walkin from hougang interchange. with my blouse not buttoned properly, walkin very unlady-like. maybe im </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108850610678360985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108850610678360985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108850610678360985' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108843267754405973</id><published>2004-06-28T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-28T22:24:37.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I MISS HANIS!!!!!I CANT CONCENTRATE ON ACCOUNTS!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108843267754405973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108843267754405973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108843267754405973' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108832988779058813</id><published>2004-06-27T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T17:51:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>You have a dominant kiss- you take charge and makesure your partner can feel it! Done artfully,it can be very satisfactory if he/she is intoyou playing the dominant role MEORW! What kind of kiss are you? brought to you by Quizilla</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108832988779058813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108832988779058813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108832988779058813' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108713950286951829</id><published>2004-06-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T23:11:42.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> What Finding Nemo Character are You? brought to you by Quizillayour asshole. What swear word are you? brought to you by Quizilla-Perfect- You're the perfect girlfriend. Whichmeans you're rare or that you cheated :P You'rethe kind of chick that can hang out with yourboyfriend's friends and be silly. You don'tcare about presents or about going to fancyplaced. Hell, just hang out. You're just </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108713950286951829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108713950286951829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108713950286951829' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108705744669337390</id><published>2004-06-13T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-13T00:35:41.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm..lets see whad i've been up to so far.woke up tis mornin and then became part time cleaner in de house.sheesh. then when i was wiping de windows along de corridor (i was alone at home), tis bangla guy kept lo0kin at me. he must have thought i was a maid. and he was directly behind me! (my block is undergoin a revamp; they were paintin then) i kept talkin to myself.. reassurance. it was </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108705744669337390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108705744669337390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108705744669337390' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108667778542214351</id><published>2004-06-08T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-08T14:56:25.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>im usin de comp to much,bills gonna reach sky high......yesterday was damn fun.had accounts in de morn.tis is so0 not fun.mrs wan draggd de class which was supposed to end at 11.45 to 1plus! damn her.hahahah.. but its a go0d thing,i must say.coz we were laggin behind i guess. then meet hanis and we went to queensway to buy his shoes.nice! its yellow,very unique.damn nice. went for trainin from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108667778542214351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108667778542214351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108667778542214351' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108631470357192710</id><published>2004-06-04T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T10:05:03.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>i feel like bloggin but i feel like not bloggin.anw,bad sad bo0 ho0 ho0 news!!!!!!  my boyfriend cannot meet up with me today!!!!! waaaaaaa!!!!!  i have track trainin later and most probly gonna meet nimi first.hmm..i think i go roundin at j8 for awhile later.after that, theres tis play/dance thingy at fort cannin park which will end late and i have a feelin im gonna get screamd at once i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108631470357192710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108631470357192710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108631470357192710' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108618718338608068</id><published>2004-06-02T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T22:39:43.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>hmm..latest updates.i slept late yesterday.actually,i slept tis mornin,at two plus.anw, sent haiqal off at de airport tis morn.wasnt really lo0kin forward to it but when i heard that sonia wasnt able to send and had a feelin that ravi wasnt goin to send him also,i decided to be de go0d n kind soul and not forgettin,a go0d pal, to send him.luckily,yatie was able to.but i was kinda late (that is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108618718338608068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108618718338608068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108618718338608068' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108611053388516781</id><published>2004-06-02T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T01:22:13.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>basically,im bored to de core right now.im findin photos/pics of danielle radcliffe.awww...he's so0o cute...schweet...!! ok... cut it out siti!!! fine.anw,i had a naggin session yesterday.after a month of ignorance from me.ha ha.serves you right like whadever.hmm..maybe thats whad hanis was thinkin?? hahaha...i doubt so.but somehow i think ive offended him.sigh.im just to0 blunt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108611053388516781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108611053388516781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108611053388516781' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6120062.post-108591379555985925</id><published>2004-05-30T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T18:45:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>how come it dont have a nose?  fish has gills.you guys would probably go "...like dUh!!!...". but this friend of yours is so0 dumb and blur that she asked this question.sigh.a disgrace to all of my species.de humiliation...de embarrassment.. oh...de shame!!! ok. im exaggerating. lets see what made me asked that dumb (and so0 unintelligent) question.hmm.. i was watching Finding Nemo at hanis's </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108591379555985925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6120062/posts/default/108591379555985925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://greenct.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108591379555985925' title=''/><author><name>snabs</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y4C3RajeU_U/SLLUkeLYpYI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/5z3uerxU58M/S220/gambarakupunye+069.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
