<?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-5588511948887218916</id><updated>2012-02-16T04:12:18.901-08:00</updated><title type='text'>confessions</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-8827411488803847732</id><published>2008-10-09T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T03:51:07.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;it feels so great to be backk!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i forgot my password and took a fucking whole hour to get it back-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;lol-.-.-.-.-.- im like so tired and sweaty!( kay, that sounds so wrong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;hais, so many things happened while i was M.I.A  and i cant blog too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;much coz im at my cousin's house and like you know, for more than an hour?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;bye:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-8827411488803847732?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8827411488803847732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=8827411488803847732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/8827411488803847732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/8827411488803847732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-feels-so-great-to-be-backk-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-3814296921746586789</id><published>2008-08-26T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T06:03:07.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was tagged! by that stupid loh zhiyin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tag/pass you is?&lt;br /&gt;- Loh Zhiyin the bi-atch&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- she is my mummy/ scandal :D&lt;br /&gt;3. Your five impression of him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- stupid, selenge bacin, sweet, lovable, irritating ^^ &lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you?&lt;br /&gt;- rape me :o&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing he/she has said to you?&lt;br /&gt;- i love you &lt;br /&gt;6. If he/she become your lover, you will?&lt;br /&gt;- she already is! :D&lt;br /&gt;7. If he/she became your lover, he/she has to improve on?&lt;br /&gt;- stop making that bunny face.&lt;br /&gt;8. If he/she became your enemy, you will?&lt;br /&gt;- pinch her face till it bled -wink wink-&lt;br /&gt;.9. If he/she became your enemy, the reason will be?&lt;br /&gt;- her bunny face-.-&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;- pinch her faceeeee!&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of him/her is?&lt;br /&gt;- bitch :D&lt;br /&gt;12. How you think people around you will feel about you?&lt;br /&gt;- im not a mind reader la stupidd!&lt;br /&gt;13. The characters you love of yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;- short! im hapy about this so deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are?&lt;br /&gt;- my hair :(&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person you want to be is?&lt;br /&gt;- me, duh-.-&lt;br /&gt;16. For people who care and like you, say something to them.&lt;br /&gt;- i love you but i love me moreee:D&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 person that you wish to know how they feel about you.&lt;br /&gt;1. loh zhiyin&lt;br /&gt;2. novia&lt;br /&gt;3. kenny&lt;br /&gt;4. xavier&lt;br /&gt;5. dian&lt;br /&gt;6. angelyn&lt;br /&gt;7. khaiqi&lt;br /&gt;8. humaira&lt;br /&gt;9. widia&lt;br /&gt;10. zhihui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no.6 having a relationship with?&lt;br /&gt;- er...no one??&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no.9 a male or female?&lt;br /&gt;- female!&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;- er.. no, coz then they will be lesbos&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;- does she study?? o.o&lt;br /&gt;.22. When was the last time you had a chat?&lt;br /&gt;- a minute ago!&lt;br /&gt;23. What kind of music band does no.8 like?&lt;br /&gt;- idk.. TK band?? ^^&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 has any siblings?&lt;br /&gt;- nope..:D&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no.3?&lt;br /&gt;- err.. no?&lt;br /&gt;26. How abt no.7?&lt;br /&gt;- maybe.. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no.4 Single?&lt;br /&gt;- yep:D *attention girls!*&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no.5?&lt;br /&gt;- is her dad's name counted?&lt;br /&gt;29. What's the hobby of no.10?&lt;br /&gt;- idk eh.. listen to big bang??&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well?&lt;br /&gt;- they dont know each other laa-.-&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no.2 studying at?&lt;br /&gt;- my school??&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk something casually about no. 1.&lt;br /&gt;- stupid!&lt;br /&gt;33. Where does no.9 live at?&lt;br /&gt;- woodlands??&lt;br /&gt;34. What colour does no. 4 like?&lt;br /&gt;- i have no idea:D&lt;br /&gt;35. Are no.5 and no.1 best friend?&lt;br /&gt;- 1 is mine and 5 is mine (: &lt;br /&gt;36. Does no.1 have any pets?&lt;br /&gt;- no-.-.-&lt;br /&gt;37. Is no.7 the sexiest person in the world?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah baby! not-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-3814296921746586789?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3814296921746586789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=3814296921746586789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3814296921746586789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3814296921746586789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-tagged-by-that-stupid-loh-zhiyin.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-3790411027937070842</id><published>2008-08-25T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T05:37:52.988-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh please, if it wasnt to us, who was it to??&lt;br /&gt;what? your friend from tkg? please, you told me you dont know &lt;br /&gt;anyone from tkg and i am very sure your only close friends are us,&lt;br /&gt;therefore, that thing tht you wrote is obviously to us.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait. please do not try to turn the whole story around because you are NOT trying to make it better. and this is how our conversation always goes:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us: eh, _______, you want to go out?&lt;br /&gt;you:dont want. i go with _____ / oh, go where? _____ going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, it is not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;me: *something*&lt;br /&gt;you: -her name-&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and god, we told a lot of people about our problems?&lt;br /&gt;we told ____ because she is also having some sort of the same problem. we told _____ because it was the only way we could find out what you think.&lt;br /&gt;so please please. stop making it sound as if you are the innocent one because i just realised something. most of the friendship problems in our clique is started by you. and being th NO BRAIN us, we would just get influenced by your thinking and as you dont dare to talk, we would talk and thus, people will think that we started it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"spend a lot more time with you" yah, righttt... we ask you want to go out? you say what you going to someones house la what la. if not then - *someone going?? &lt;br /&gt;i told you you always act like the innocent one. like fuck  la. im freaking pissed off okay?&lt;br /&gt;and it doesnt end there. do you know that the rest of the group is pissed off at your  "report" or reflections??  you act as if you do all the work siaaa! you lucky i never tell teacher okay? primary school i told my teacher that my best friend is like doing exactly what you did and she was taken out of the group and forced to do the WHOLE  project by herself? you want me to do that to you?? okay. the REAL LEADER of our group may be irritating and childish, but he doesnt claim that he contributed this idea or that idea when it wasnt even yours!! there is more but i shall not waste  my precious energy typing it. okay? lets talk face to face. its the only way to solve this bloody thing. and dont you ever think of running away or whatever shit i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;HONEY!! HAPPY 2ND MONTH ANNIVERSARYYYYYY!! I LOVE YOU TO THE MAXXXXX! BYEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-3790411027937070842?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3790411027937070842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=3790411027937070842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3790411027937070842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3790411027937070842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-please-if-it-wasnt-to-us-who-was-it.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-2885662281890912526</id><published>2008-08-25T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T05:03:33.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;happy 2nd month darlinggggggggggg!! i love you honehhh!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-2885662281890912526?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2885662281890912526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=2885662281890912526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/2885662281890912526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/2885662281890912526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-2nd-month-darlinggggggggggg-i.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-6150959467490916885</id><published>2008-08-20T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T08:29:14.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like omfg!!! i never blog for like 897654324567890 million years???!!!&lt;br /&gt;actually its because im too lazy to :P but who isnt when like each day there is a new problem even though the old one is not solved yet.like wtf??  lala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typed a lot of things, but decided not to post it so, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eff-ing pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-6150959467490916885?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6150959467490916885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=6150959467490916885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/6150959467490916885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/6150959467490916885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/like-omfg-i-never-blog-for-like.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-1241524394912214265</id><published>2008-08-08T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T04:55:11.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ImaCLzOY-Xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ImaCLzOY-Xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;(enlarge to see clearly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;this band is sooo cool sia! high school all girls band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;playing deep purple medley... !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;see the trumpeters????????????????????????????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;haha, lol? check out the percussionists when the band was playing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;smoke on water ... we should try doing something like that for indoor ,uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;more fun than just sitting there playing  music only ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;its just an idea , so if you dont like it then heck with it, luh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;:D im in good mood today, though im very sleepy and my stomach hurts like shit...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;im like alone at home laaa !! nevermind. i miss blogging soo much. so many things happened but just too lazy to blog bout stuff so, bye!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-1241524394912214265?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/1241524394912214265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=1241524394912214265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/1241524394912214265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/1241524394912214265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/08/enlarge-to-see-clearly-this-band-is.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-2595845549183611654</id><published>2008-07-27T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T07:16:31.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my name is &lt;u&gt;HAZIQAH&lt;/u&gt; not &lt;i&gt;HAIZQAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hey, i miss you too babe! and since i love you too much,&lt;br /&gt;i shall post the very long post that you gave me as my "surprise"&lt;br /&gt;you made me cry la bitchhhh! i love you too much.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow i'll buy you 3 heart-shaped lollipops okay?&lt;br /&gt;to signify i miss you alright?? :D  i love you la, crap.&lt;br /&gt;so, here's your post!!!! :D i know, im a retarded ass -winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="455"&gt;  &lt;div class="title"&gt;My best friend, Haizqah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haziqah's sooooo sweet. I'm so lucky to have a friend like her, serious. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From her blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i misssssssss YOU!&lt;br /&gt;you refers to :&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------***---***-----------&lt;br /&gt;------*-----*-----*----------&lt;br /&gt;-----*---zhiyin--*---------&lt;br /&gt;------*-----------*----------&lt;br /&gt;-------*---------*----------&lt;br /&gt;--------*-------*-----------&lt;br /&gt;----------*----*------------&lt;br /&gt;------------**---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. cute right??&lt;br /&gt;hahahaahhahahahah. i miss you bitchhh!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Link: &lt;a href="http://www.ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/"&gt;Click here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwdEcI60eI/AAAAAAAAADI/8o_6zn7GB3I/s1600-h/DSC038782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227585229580587490" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwdEcI60eI/AAAAAAAAADI/8o_6zn7GB3I/s320/DSC038782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is dedicated to somebody close to me - Haziqah.&lt;br /&gt;Though we had a "war" some time last year, but we both managed to clear things up and made peace. "Opposites attract." I don't see any differences between me and her, we both just had sooooo many things in common. We can talk about anything under the Sun. We used to be so close that nothing, literally nothing, could tear us apart.&lt;br /&gt;Now that we're both busy with our own stuffs, we hardly have time for each other. She has band almost every day, and I'm busy with many things. We're drifting apart, right before my very eye. This is something I want to happen last. Something I thought would never happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwJLtPO5wI/AAAAAAAAACw/DUbk0sFXvQA/s1600-h/DSC015782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227563364197000962" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwJLtPO5wI/AAAAAAAAACw/DUbk0sFXvQA/s320/DSC015782.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss those times we used to spend with each other.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we used to have heart-to-heart talks at the usual hangout place at Bedok. I miss going to Bedok Reservoir to destress and throw rocks.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going ASC. I miss us stupidly staying back after ASC to wait for them.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we wanted to see them soooooo much, yet running away from them when they appear.&lt;br /&gt;I miss crapping around and bitching with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss doing all the stupid and retarded stuffs nobody has ever thought of.&lt;br /&gt;I miss getting scolded together.&lt;br /&gt;I miss sharing secrets with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss us talking about everything and nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;I miss laughing in your face.&lt;br /&gt;I miss competing who burps the loudest.&lt;br /&gt;I miss bitching about those bitches with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss running around the school like super retards.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we would always wink at each other with the cheeky face.&lt;br /&gt;I miss us whacking each other.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we would high-five 'til our palms turned red.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we would jump around the class.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how loud we would laugh in class and irritate the shit out of the people sitting around us.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how stupidly we danced in Bedok Reservoir.&lt;br /&gt;I miss us singing out of tune together.&lt;br /&gt;I miss complaining how much we missed them.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything all the games we used to play.&lt;br /&gt;I miss smsing you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I miss late night talks with you 'til early morning.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to school with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to school LATE with you countless of times.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the way we would be able to sense if the other person is feeling down.&lt;br /&gt;I miss crying together with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we comfort each other.&lt;br /&gt;I miss how we always thought that "Everything will be alright."&lt;br /&gt;I miss going out with you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss us being there for each other.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the promises we made.&lt;br /&gt;I miss everything about you.&lt;br /&gt;I miss all the times we spend together.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you sooooooooooooooooooo damn fucking much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwOc1VzvII/AAAAAAAAADA/_NnKstFEC8w/s1600-h/DSC015572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227569155987979394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwOc1VzvII/AAAAAAAAADA/_NnKstFEC8w/s320/DSC015572.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing to be sorry about, 'cos I know you have your own things to be busy with. I know you didn't mean to be so busy with band that you didn't spend time with me. I understand you babe. I ain't blaming you for not spending much time with me. Well, I'm sorry too, for not spending much time with you these day. I'm sorry if I made us drift apart. I didn't mean to, sorry. ):&lt;br /&gt;Even if there's a wall in between us that tears us apart, I know that we can overcome it. We've gone through so many obstacles together to get to this far, I believe that we can do it again. I believe in us. (: I mean like, what's overcoming this obstacle to us when we've passed through so many?&lt;br /&gt;Hey, look. Nothing have changed. Our friendship is still the same. Though we haven't been spending much time with each other now but our friendship is still going strong isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwOS073xfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C-ffM8saVLU/s1600-h/DSC038232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227568984080500210" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fOT337ux9qY/SIwOS073xfI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C-ffM8saVLU/s320/DSC038232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you. - These five words I swear to you.&lt;br /&gt;I know the promise we made is still valid. We'll always be there for each other, forever and always. You're the only one who is always able to tell if I'm faking a smile or if the smile is for real. You're always there for me, through it all, through thick and thin. Whenever I need someone to talk to, you'll always lend your listening ear. You always take the time to listen to me whine and complain about everything, which 99% of them are nonsensical stuffs. Still, you're willing to lend your listening ear. Every time I cry, you'll always be there or comfort me and make sure everything is okay. You always offer me a hug whenever I needed one. I know I can always count on you. :D&lt;br /&gt;Corazon a corazon. (heart to heart) I love you best friend. *jumps up and down* I promise to be there for you, I promiseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. :D And we'll get through this, I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img509.imageshack.us/img509/3239/heartbreakbymademoiselllt5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with even more love, HAZIQAH&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-2595845549183611654?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2595845549183611654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=2595845549183611654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-2316633628931187280</id><published>2008-07-26T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T07:56:47.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i misssssssss YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you refers to :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;-zhiyinnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------***---***-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------*-----*-----*----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----*---zhiyin--*---------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------*-----------*----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-------*---------*----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;--------*-------*-----------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------*----*------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;------------**---------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;lol. cute right??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hahahaahhahahahah. i miss you bitchhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;hey you. i dont know if you realise this but all that i said, were lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i hope you know that i oly used those words to get over ***. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;i have a feeling something good(to me) will happen. i dontknow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;or is it just my high hopes? hopes to get what i want? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;oh crap. i cant go on. hey you, just hearing your voice will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;comfort my lost heart. i miss you. i dont know why, i just do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-2316633628931187280?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2316633628931187280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=2316633628931187280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/2316633628931187280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/2316633628931187280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-misssssssss-you-you-refers-to.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-2322458819035528280</id><published>2008-07-24T21:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T21:39:34.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;WHAT THE FUCKKK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;long time never blog sial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;miss me? miss me? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;haha, lol. no mood laaa... like im so eff-ing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;stressed these days. i dont know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont tell me you dont notice it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we're drifting further and further&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;apart. i missed those days that we normally &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hang out after our asc then wait like some&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;idiotic people and waait for them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i miss us running away when we see them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really do. im sorry, for not hanging out much with you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sorry ive been too busy these days. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dont know why but i think there is a wall in between,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;not letting us get back to our past.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really miss you, friend, i do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really hope we can get back to our past. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know things are different, but i dont care.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want to relive the past we used to have. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the times we spent at bedok reservoir,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our usual hangout in bdk inter. all of that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really miss the past. im sorry i couldnt spend much time with you these days.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you see, we dont talk that much anymore. everything's just too different.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vdKqMJ0O88I&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;kay, i know that its not graduation yet, still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i feel like singing this song. i want our friendship ties to still be there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;even though we will most probably go to different class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oh fuck. im gonna cry soon. lol, kay. btw im in comp lab 2 now^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maths period but mdm goo nvr cme so we do finish the wrksheet &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then can do our own stuffs.. :D :D :D :D bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-2322458819035528280?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/2322458819035528280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=2322458819035528280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/2322458819035528280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/2322458819035528280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-fuckkk-long-time-never-blog-sial.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-731669127875280535</id><published>2008-07-21T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T04:25:07.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my mom found an MP4 -.-&lt;br /&gt;lol?? like the english sng all old old songs la wth-.-.-&lt;br /&gt;mainly simple plan songs, westlife songs and from music and lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;and super a lot of chinese songs. lol??&lt;br /&gt;Tampines sec people gave my mom a hard time in the library-.-&lt;br /&gt;my mom say they run around in the library, eat, drink, on music loud2&lt;br /&gt;all the things no TK student would imagine doing in the library.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously sia! my mom very tired already orh.&lt;br /&gt;luckily got my cousin to accompany her in th library.&lt;br /&gt;my cousin very good good one la. my mom say she everyday borrow&lt;br /&gt;i think about 3 books like that. pro sia. i borrow one book also lazy read-.-&lt;br /&gt;oh, which reminds me, i havent return!! lol! haha.&lt;br /&gt;kay, today school was blah, asc i  turned into a popsicle because&lt;br /&gt;with the freaking cold weather outside plus the aircon in the library&lt;br /&gt;and the aircon inside the mrl, i died. lol. like wth. in the mrl got 6 aircon above my head and&lt;br /&gt;2 which were not on-ed on the wall. like i forgot to bring my cardigan!!&lt;br /&gt;cardigans or jacket wont work, anyways, so no difference. kay, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-731669127875280535?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/731669127875280535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=731669127875280535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/731669127875280535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/731669127875280535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-mom-found-mp4.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-8450510372802234441</id><published>2008-07-20T06:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T06:18:30.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;hello. just came back from open house at my  cousins new house.&lt;br /&gt;her room is super nice i tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;ah, whatever. i hate you, bitch.&lt;br /&gt;lala, im bored. i dont even know who the bitch is, by the way. lol?&lt;br /&gt;kay bye. my fucked up sis wants to use the comp now. crap her!&lt;br /&gt;lala, bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-8450510372802234441?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/8450510372802234441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=8450510372802234441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/8450510372802234441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/8450510372802234441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello_20.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-3985550093812856777</id><published>2008-07-19T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T05:57:11.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;boreddddd! lala, no mood to blog.&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly feel like crying so, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleagh. i miss everyone.&lt;br /&gt;a lot of people. i think your one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t7UHaYx8Rc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t7UHaYx8Rc4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-3985550093812856777?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3985550093812856777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=3985550093812856777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3985550093812856777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3985550093812856777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/boreddddd-lala-no-mood-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-6200639234201582403</id><published>2008-07-17T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T06:07:34.687-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;i love this song. its super nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is me by skye sweetnam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hfu0Ung1j8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0hfu0Ung1j8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;lyrics&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;(Verse 1)&lt;br /&gt;Always been the kind of girl that hid my face&lt;br /&gt;So afraid to tell the world what I've got to say&lt;br /&gt;But I have this dream bright inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna let it show&lt;br /&gt;It's time&lt;br /&gt;To let you know, to let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found, who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I want to be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 2)&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what it's like to feel so in the dark?&lt;br /&gt;To dream about a life where you're the shining star&lt;br /&gt;Even though it seems&lt;br /&gt;Like it's too far away&lt;br /&gt;I have to believe in myself&lt;br /&gt;It's the only way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found, who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Verse 3)&lt;br /&gt;Joe:&lt;br /&gt;You're the voice I hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;The reason that I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;I need to find you, I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;You're the missing piece I need&lt;br /&gt;The song inside of me&lt;br /&gt;I need to find you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Demi &amp;amp; Joe:&lt;br /&gt;I gotta find you&lt;br /&gt;This is real, this is me&lt;br /&gt;I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be now&lt;br /&gt;Gonna let the light shine on me&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found, who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(This is me) You're the missing piece I need the song inside of me&lt;br /&gt;(This is me) You're the voice I hear inside my head&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah) The reason that I'm singing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe &amp;amp; Demi:&lt;br /&gt;Now I've found&lt;br /&gt;Who I am&lt;br /&gt;There's no way to hold it in&lt;br /&gt;No more hiding who I wanna be&lt;br /&gt;This is me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, today very tiring but somehow, fun.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much though. haha. i really want to go watch sunset!!&lt;br /&gt;someone go with me.. :'( SCANDAL! i know you wanna go, right??&lt;br /&gt;so whennn?? i know!! september holiday we go girls day-night out okay??&lt;br /&gt;haha, lol. kay, nothing to blog so, byebye!!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-6200639234201582403?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6200639234201582403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=6200639234201582403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/6200639234201582403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/6200639234201582403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-this-song.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-4156462836727807837</id><published>2008-07-16T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T07:55:21.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello. i need to cry. i want to cry. im going to cry.&lt;br /&gt;but those tears just cannot flow. i dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;tell my why i keep lying to  myself of my own feelings?&lt;br /&gt;why do i keep doing that? i just hate those lies.&lt;br /&gt;because of them, im freaking suffering. i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;i really do but i just cant tell you.i  really do.&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself. i hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i could do it; forget you and move on.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know why i cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, these two songs ar currently stuck in my head(since morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-ql6YC0gJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/s-ql6YC0gJM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-NMpp0iL6c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g-NMpp0iL6c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ignore the foreign language at the starting)&lt;br /&gt;(okay, the PCD vid is a bit obscene so, yeah. ignre it ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is this like.. a clue to my mystery??&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. haiss.. im just too confused to think. so, bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-4156462836727807837?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4156462836727807837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=4156462836727807837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/4156462836727807837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/4156462836727807837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-6194791996750762236</id><published>2008-07-15T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T07:30:43.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;oh my godd!!! so long never blog sial!&lt;br /&gt;haissss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;sunday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boring!! actually, more like dont remember anything.&lt;br /&gt;lol. had madrasah. hehe.. i love the ustad laa!! he super funny can??&lt;br /&gt;he brings life to the classroom. sadly, his period is the last one-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and are thy trying to get us fat?? is like almost all the teachers offered us&lt;br /&gt;food laa-.- i think they are leftovers after the sec 3(??) parent teacher meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after scool was fun fun fun!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaa... had history with MS KAM!! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;took photos of herrrr.. planned to post them but then dun wannn.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;she teach me until i understandddddddd the WHOLE of chpt 8!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap la! no one told me need to bring the band uniform lorrrr!!&lt;br /&gt;idiot siaaaaa! dont they know how to forward?? so wth-.-&lt;br /&gt;so weirdddd... after asc went to pp (coz gt no bnd)&lt;br /&gt;look for someones present-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-... andandand&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER WENT MISSINGGGGGGG!!  for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;my mom suddenly call me say my sis still nt hme frm tkg for hr o level listening!&lt;br /&gt;i went back to tkg you know!! halfway to tkg, my mom called and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;my mom called to say.....           MY SIS WENT FOR TUITION!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell?? i cried in the bus la , fuck.&lt;br /&gt;so yidi yada went back home. then FORCED my sis to say sorry for losing her phone^^&lt;br /&gt;but didnt tell her i cried0.o .. haha... only my mom knows. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and you, bitch. i dont believe i used to think you were my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;hello? im so pissed off at you and your bitchy, slutty, flirty, (dunno what)&lt;br /&gt;behaviour la can?? i dont believe you siaaa!! all your lies and words you say.&lt;br /&gt;you want everyone to love you, right? okay, next time ill macmake you with the pigs. wait, the pigs are just too good for you. you desreve to b with the rubbish dump. i really hate you now. cant you see your ugly behaviour????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-6194791996750762236?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/6194791996750762236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=6194791996750762236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/6194791996750762236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/6194791996750762236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-my-godd-so-long-never-blog-sial.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-490064289972445957</id><published>2008-07-12T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T20:03:07.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh, fuck. i cant believe im postig at this time in the morning!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;haiss... i still wanna sleep but my freaking body is hyper!!&lt;br /&gt;not in a sick way, mind. oh, did i say that 2 days ago,&lt;br /&gt;i was frying french fries (yummy!)then the hot oil&lt;br /&gt;splashed onto my left index finger -.- then got some kind of&lt;br /&gt;bubble (??) i think something like a blister uh. freaking ugly can?&lt;br /&gt;its like one huge (dunno what colour) patch on my finger!!&lt;br /&gt;then my eyes still not healing!! i want it to be like last time,&lt;br /&gt;normal sized and white . its like, wherever i go people stare-.-&lt;br /&gt;and can stop asking what happened to my eye ?? the doctor didnt tell me laa!&lt;br /&gt;he only tell my to put those two freaking eyedrops okay??&lt;br /&gt;alalalalalalalaaaaalalalalalalalalalalalallalalalalala!!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, im hyper like fuck sialll!! someone go online, pretty please ^^&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i dont eff-ing care that you read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;cause, idk [:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;i want to watch the sunset with scandal#1 !!&lt;br /&gt;zhiyin, i want to watch sunset with you!!&lt;br /&gt;i miss youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, i feel like a lesbian (which im not).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-490064289972445957?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/490064289972445957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=490064289972445957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;ITS NT WORKING. so you can just stop trying okay?? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;i never thought that you are such an idiotic person. like seriously, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;you treat others like dirt, dont even care about their feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;and you expect them   to love you. i know i made a mistake last time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;but im not going to keep making it anymore. so, goodbye my frien&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;d.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hello people!! lala,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;2 more weeksssssss!! i wanna die alr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;im freakingg scaredddd!!! i seriously want to watch the sunset, please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i wanna watch it with you *wink wink* -stares at zy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hehe!!!! i love my 3 scandals and jie jie to theeeeee   MAXXXXXX!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;bb ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-2493601926733414119?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-37467881591451969</id><published>2008-07-09T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T07:06:25.782-07:00</updated><title type='text'>alaala *gulps*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and what was that for?? its fucking embarassing laaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;i hate youuuuu... *hmph*  =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ala. long time nvr post.&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhhh.   i want to watch the sunset at bedok reservoir!!&lt;br /&gt;*winks to scandal* ok ok?? heheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont know. im confused. sometimes&lt;br /&gt;feel like its fun missing you.&lt;br /&gt;but mostly, i think its pain to keep loving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like, you those things bout your own gf,&lt;br /&gt;then claim that you dont mean any of it?&lt;br /&gt;what the hell is going through your head, idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think your crazy. i have a feeling that you take this&lt;br /&gt;whole bloody thing as a game. seriously, haiss...&lt;br /&gt;whatver the outcome is, i know im not gg to let myself&lt;br /&gt;fall into this lame shit trap you've made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;the sunset is mine ! haha. i mean i want to watch it !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-37467881591451969?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/37467881591451969/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-2714102832248528043</id><published>2008-07-07T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T06:44:57.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;i must have been a fool back then to have&lt;br /&gt;fallen for you. i never thought that you were&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to say. you try to get my hopes high so that&lt;br /&gt;i will get even more heartbroken when i knew the truth.&lt;br /&gt;heck, i dont give a damn. im not a despo kayy.&lt;br /&gt;go do whatever you want, i dont give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;she doesnt even care about you when she is with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;i saw you walking behind them, looking so -&lt;br /&gt;whatever. i hope you made the right choice. i &lt;s&gt;love&lt;/s&gt;hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;alalaala.&lt;br /&gt;today was funnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. collected bag, went to the press conference thing but left halfway coz needed to do something.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. pc is lotsa funnnn , mind im crazy.&lt;br /&gt;i have no effing idea what im talking about. so yeahhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-2714102832248528043?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-4598340975048089960</id><published>2008-07-05T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T07:35:51.228-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Use the first letter of your first name to answer each of the following. They have to be real places, names, things - nothing made up. You cannot use your own name for the boy/girl names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Your name:&lt;br /&gt;Haziqah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A 4 letter word:&lt;br /&gt;hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A vehicle:&lt;br /&gt;honda civic ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A boy’s name:&lt;br /&gt;Hamzah (my cuz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A girl’s name:&lt;br /&gt;Haziqah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. An occupation:&lt;br /&gt;happy-go-lucky idiot (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear:&lt;br /&gt;hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A celebrity:&lt;br /&gt;    Hrithik Roshan(hindi film star)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in a bathroom:&lt;br /&gt;hair that just dropped from your head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Reason for being late:&lt;br /&gt;heh^^ i overslept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Something you shout:&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. A body part:&lt;br /&gt;Head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Word to describe yourself:&lt;br /&gt;Hppy-go-lucky [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-4598340975048089960?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/4598340975048089960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=4598340975048089960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/4598340975048089960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/4598340975048089960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/use-first-letter-of-your-first-name-to.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-409948049004264912</id><published>2008-07-05T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T06:52:08.474-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello people!!&lt;br /&gt;haha. loser.&lt;br /&gt;today came at 8 for sectionals^^&lt;br /&gt;then went for &lt;u&gt;lunch&lt;/u&gt; at 10&lt;br /&gt;luckily not late heh[:&lt;br /&gt;yidiyada then end of band!! haha. went to alfiah&lt;br /&gt;to eat with mommy and aunts and nephew [:&lt;br /&gt;the food wasnt nice tho. their standard dropped..&lt;br /&gt;haha. whateverr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dont know why but i miss you too much.&lt;br /&gt;i relly want to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why or about what.&lt;br /&gt;i just have a feeling i need to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;is it to clear things up??&lt;br /&gt;i really do not know what to do right know.&lt;br /&gt;should i believe what you said to **&lt;br /&gt;or should i just take it as a trap you want me to fall into??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;im seriously confused. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-409948049004264912?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/409948049004264912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=409948049004264912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/409948049004264912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/409948049004264912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-people-haha.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-7494739871788779561</id><published>2008-07-03T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T05:28:09.568-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;BIRTDAY UMI&lt;br /&gt;DARLINGGG!!!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;love you mummy happy &lt;s&gt;21st&lt;/s&gt; 46th BIRTDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. muackkksssss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;cant remember anything fun. lol. haha.&lt;br /&gt;i dont drink mercury laaa !!! (inside joke)&lt;br /&gt;after school ate then went off to library to wait for&lt;br /&gt;MS KAM !!! &lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;haha. looked around the school with&lt;br /&gt;her and zhiyin to look for people to interview.&lt;br /&gt;search failed-.- then slacked behind lib.&lt;br /&gt;we were talking about ways for me &amp;amp;zy&lt;br /&gt;to remember the facts. i kept laughing&lt;br /&gt;for god knows what reason and then ms kam covered her face with&lt;br /&gt;the history book because she thought that i was&lt;br /&gt;laughing because of her-.-&lt;br /&gt;i pulled the book down but she kept putting it up again!!&lt;br /&gt;haiss... she really very fun lorrhh!! better than (insertnamehere)&lt;br /&gt;she talk one time i understand. (insertnamehere) talk millions of&lt;br /&gt;times also i wont understand.&lt;br /&gt;omgomgomg... i kept looking at somewhere to look at someone&lt;br /&gt;while she was talking. i was listening only tht my eyes wander off&lt;br /&gt;on its ownnn... ^^ haha. i want her for our history teacher laa wth!!&lt;br /&gt;if she is hor, i tell you i pass with flying colours siaaa!&lt;br /&gt;lets all pray she will take us for the boring history subjects&lt;br /&gt;so that it wont be boring and i will actually pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh. she relief-ed ** class la. when she said it hor,&lt;br /&gt;me and zy stopped discussing and stares at her&lt;br /&gt;with the "did you just say thattttt face"&lt;br /&gt;we were literally "flying" towards her with the i love youuuuu&lt;br /&gt;motion -.-   lalaaaaa. i  misss heerrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want every morning to be like today laaa...&lt;br /&gt;came late also not caught. then got another reason too **lala&lt;br /&gt;oh, guess what?? i wore a freaking&lt;br /&gt;size 20 blouse la when i should be wearing 16-.-&lt;br /&gt;it was my sis one then in the morning i just anyhow take and&lt;br /&gt; wear and forgot that the maid put my sis one into my wardrobe-.-&lt;br /&gt;clever right?? that made me wear my cardigan for practically the whole day&lt;br /&gt; including recess coz i didnt want to look weird  in the supersized blouse-.-&lt;br /&gt;haha... anyways nothing sooo interesting today la sooo,&lt;br /&gt;bye bye!! once again,  i love you mummy and happy birthdayy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really need to talk to you. dont ask me why, i just have a feeling&lt;br /&gt;i need to. to clear things up. im really confused about my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;i only need to talk o you. for once before i ***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-7494739871788779561?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7494739871788779561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=7494739871788779561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/7494739871788779561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/7494739871788779561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-birtday-umi-darlinggg-3-love-you.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-3791234967248706665</id><published>2008-07-01T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T06:02:09.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hello people!&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i am superrr high today!!&lt;br /&gt;dnt was okayy.. i lost my bear's headddd!!!&lt;br /&gt;i was rushing to do it laa&lt;br /&gt; then i cut already put it aside&lt;br /&gt; then did the hook thing.&lt;br /&gt;i cut the hook then cant find the head!!!&lt;br /&gt; like what the helllll!! haiss...&lt;br /&gt;recess nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;historyyy!!! hahah&lt;br /&gt;mariam spelled something out in jawi.&lt;br /&gt; i didnt hear her then was like "hah??"&lt;br /&gt; then she said "haha, i talk in jawi you dont understand."&lt;br /&gt;i was like, "i got 50/50 for my jawi&lt;br /&gt; exam last year la what the hell -.- "&lt;br /&gt;like what the hell-.-&lt;br /&gt;  haha. english nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;CE was soo loser.must connect with you partner&lt;br /&gt;then mine was some weirdo.&lt;br /&gt; supposed to stare at each other&lt;br /&gt;then he stare at the floor.-.-&lt;br /&gt;then must walk towards each&lt;br /&gt; other exactly the same timing and moves.&lt;br /&gt; when teacher not looking we walk but totally diff. ^^&lt;br /&gt; haha. cheaterrrr&lt;br /&gt;lol. after that i rushed all the way to pp&lt;br /&gt;to take passport size photo.&lt;br /&gt; ate chocolate eclair pretzel from auntie annes drank bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for photo.&lt;br /&gt;then went back to school. late for band though..&lt;br /&gt;only 10 min only laa.&lt;br /&gt; and i forgot to bring the damn belt la.&lt;br /&gt; glove i brought one side.&lt;br /&gt; pro to the max right?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;ZHIYIN WAS SUPPOSED TO PICK ME UP!!&lt;br /&gt; but she didnt. said she wanted to sleepppp.&lt;br /&gt; bitch siaaa! she called me then&lt;br /&gt; we talked all the way till i reached home.&lt;br /&gt; haha. ttalking to her on msn noww...&lt;br /&gt;haha. i talk so much alredy.&lt;br /&gt; kay nevermindd. bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i dont know why i miss you. i know i dont like you anymore but im still missing your smile. its all i need to make my day. i dont care if you hate me or whatever. i only what you to know that i love you but i hate you. im confused so please. i hope you understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-3791234967248706665?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3791234967248706665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=3791234967248706665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3791234967248706665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3791234967248706665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/07/hello-people-hahah.html' title=''/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-7175566221329964631</id><published>2008-06-30T06:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:45:12.097-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lala~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;hello! today was lala~&lt;br /&gt;ponned morning assembly&lt;br /&gt;haha. but &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; had to go tell teacher&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;what the hell sia. go die la cheebye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, MT had to finish up the cerpen thing.&lt;br /&gt;the whole day was boring luhh.&lt;br /&gt;ASC: bored to death..&lt;br /&gt;ended up reading lit &amp;amp; readers digest.&lt;br /&gt;went home alone ):&lt;br /&gt;its all because of that idiot who had&lt;br /&gt;o go for tuition. eh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zhiyin&lt;/span&gt;, who ah? who ah?&lt;br /&gt; haiss... so today not much uh.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. bye!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-7175566221329964631?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/7175566221329964631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=7175566221329964631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/7175566221329964631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/7175566221329964631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/lala.html' title='lala~'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5588511948887218916.post-3776143463993370227</id><published>2008-06-30T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:37:54.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#1 post!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello people!&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my new blogg kaes??&lt;br /&gt;haha. i miss blogging sooo much sia!&lt;br /&gt;heh^^ i know you miss me xD&lt;br /&gt;haha. kay.&lt;br /&gt;byeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember to tagg!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5588511948887218916-3776143463993370227?l=ziziconfessions.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/feeds/3776143463993370227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5588511948887218916&amp;postID=3776143463993370227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3776143463993370227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5588511948887218916/posts/default/3776143463993370227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ziziconfessions.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-post.html' title='#1 post!!'/><author><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06181468484200538103</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
