<?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-225383666648879864</id><updated>2011-07-29T02:47:50.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol ♥</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5842662612453442835</id><published>2009-12-12T11:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:33:41.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeee</title><content type='html'>help i need credit. stupid expensive rate. thats what you pay for being in love with a foreigner. not free, you know? last night we had advent visit. no pictures cause i was lazy to bring dinosaur out. later people will start touching and start "aww"-ing. hate it. shoot me. im just wasting time till 12pm, then ill head over to Jason's place. we have advent visit at his place tonight. buzz buzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5842662612453442835?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5842662612453442835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/12/weeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5842662612453442835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5842662612453442835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/12/weeeeee.html' title='weeeeee'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3102365300930871843</id><published>2009-12-03T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:48:44.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people saying hu haa hu haa haa xD</title><content type='html'>im reinventing a new webbie :) but not sure where. wahhh. any ideas drop in my fb, aight? but i guess i might might MIGHT stick to this blogger (as in... my current one, just with new pics, new skin and whole lot more exciting stuff lol) cause most people now are using tumblr, and i dont know how to use tumblr at all. lol. and so is twitter. eventhough i have one, i dont know how to use it. lol. i know... noob ^^&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cheers; teri &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3102365300930871843?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3102365300930871843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-saying-hu-haa-hu-haa-haa-xd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3102365300930871843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3102365300930871843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/12/people-saying-hu-haa-hu-haa-haa-xd.html' title='people saying hu haa hu haa haa xD'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3122660733997659793</id><published>2009-11-30T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T21:44:17.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!</title><content type='html'>OMG! i havent been updating ==&lt;div&gt;GAWD i feel SOH BAD! =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;will update soon, and with lotsa pics, and nicer background. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;just .. err .. not today .. maybe tomorrow :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and this time ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I PROMISE ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*ugh hate having a dead blog *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3122660733997659793?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3122660733997659793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3122660733997659793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3122660733997659793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/11/sorry.html' title='SORRY!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4554873438091126084</id><published>2009-10-23T21:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T21:18:22.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol.3rdATTEMPT!</title><content type='html'>today i didnt go to class, cause we went to M.O.S (practically this morning la) for Shah's birthday. we had a rocking time, but my legs hurt like crazy after dancing on the dance floor wearing 4 inches heels. CAN YOU IMAGINE????! lol. anyways, i came back home at 5am, and slept till afternoon. and i found out that my male hamster ran away AGAIN! == i mean, he's out of his box. i was like 'WTHHHH????!' we let the female out too, for the fact that we want her to find her 'mate', but to no avail, she was finding a new nest. :/ did i mention that it was its 3RD ATTEMPT trying to escape? like ZOMG! after that, we heard biting noises and we found out that he was at my food supplies box, nibbling on milo. == LOL. naisssssss hamster. it made a great mess too cause it dug a hole out of Nadine's botelled box. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4554873438091126084?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4554873438091126084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol3rdattempt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4554873438091126084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4554873438091126084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol3rdattempt.html' title='lol.3rdATTEMPT!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6150747014140954797</id><published>2009-10-21T14:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:19:19.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>atiringday.mahgoshh!</title><content type='html'>helloh :) today was such a shitty day, seriously. at first my hamster got LOST! well, missing actually, so i looked completely everywhere for it, but i guess i didnt look hard enough, thats why i didnt find it in the first place. ugh. and when i got to class at 9.30am, Afwa called me to tell me that Nadine left her keys in the room so i have to literally RUN to the hostel, and was huffing and puffing myself out. but to God's blessings, the moment i went back to class, Nadine found the little rutted hamster underneath her study table. LOL. i was soooo relieved. OH and you know one more shitty thing? the shading assignment i did last night was TERRIBLE. Luqman didnt ask me to redo it, but when i ask "should i redo it?" and he said "if you want to get an A, you should. that is IF you have time" i was like OMFG! ugh. should i? or shouldnt i? hmmm.. but it must be handed up NEXT WEEK == oh lord, help me -.-'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6150747014140954797?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6150747014140954797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/atiringdaymahgoshh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6150747014140954797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6150747014140954797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/atiringdaymahgoshh.html' title='atiringday.mahgoshh!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4075811803104752436</id><published>2009-10-21T01:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T01:04:42.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yayyayyayyayyay :D</title><content type='html'>im finally done with both of my life drawing assignments - that is two-point perspective (of the library) and one point perspective (shading). i love the shading one, as it turned out quite... good i guess. pictures will be up up up :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4075811803104752436?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4075811803104752436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/yayyayyayyayyay-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4075811803104752436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4075811803104752436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/yayyayyayyayyay-d.html' title='yayyayyayyayyay :D'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3333531518596551417</id><published>2009-10-20T15:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:00:43.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mememememe xD sot</title><content type='html'>i wanna get rid of the STUPID FREAKING VIRUSSSSSSSSSSS! ugh. spoil my mood only ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3333531518596551417?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3333531518596551417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mememememe-xd-sot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3333531518596551417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3333531518596551417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mememememe-xd-sot.html' title='mememememe xD sot'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3415706286911232656</id><published>2009-10-20T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:29:00.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mylovelyladayy!</title><content type='html'>helloh there :) the skin im using now is just a tryout. wanted to get a screenshot and change it to a better one, but noh... (Teri's too lazy) LOL. hey, i wanna sleep dude! will continue it tomorrow. :) or maybe the next day if its possible. see ya loves. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3415706286911232656?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3415706286911232656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mylovelyladayy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3415706286911232656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3415706286911232656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/mylovelyladayy.html' title='mylovelyladayy!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7236074023024405243</id><published>2009-10-15T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T21:55:42.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>waddap??</title><content type='html'>today im gonna start on my new blogskin :) so dont you guys dare to stop me. xD that that and also download new songs and softwares. :D wish me luck, so i can "show it off" later *aisehhhh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7236074023024405243?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7236074023024405243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/waddap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7236074023024405243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7236074023024405243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/waddap.html' title='waddap??'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-817418018813528607</id><published>2009-10-15T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T17:15:35.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ommyeffinggawd!</title><content type='html'>just got my *ehem* period just now. gawd, it was torture. sakit2 kepala, pening2 again. until John have to *hold my hand* ughhhhh! how disgusting. but he was doing it with a good intention so i can excuse him for this time. :) i really felt like dying, but after i ate Afwa's med, i get all healthy again. matang2 medicine yg belum dibuka lae tue. xD so yeah. i wanna go back home and get my D90! mum's buying me one with me together with her when i go back next month. yes yes yes yes yes! finally, there would be fantastic looking pictures on my blog and also in my facebook. nguahahaha! marila SS! :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-817418018813528607?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/817418018813528607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/ommyeffinggawd.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/817418018813528607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/817418018813528607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/ommyeffinggawd.html' title='ommyeffinggawd!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2430923876463924355</id><published>2009-10-11T15:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T15:32:23.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buffedbuffedup!</title><content type='html'>i FINALLY finished my analyticalll! yes yes yes! well, i still have to finish up the colour shading, the evaluation, and also the perspective, but at least i did most of it. OMG. i havent touched analytical's sketchbook in 2 weeks, and i touched it for only 2 days and its around 20 pages already :D pictures are in facebook. ive uploaded it already. just search, Teri Bernadette :) have fun peeps ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2430923876463924355?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2430923876463924355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/buffedbuffedup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2430923876463924355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2430923876463924355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/buffedbuffedup.html' title='buffedbuffedup!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7024110142933944845</id><published>2009-10-10T12:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T12:58:19.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOHURTFUL!OMFG!</title><content type='html'>how dare HE?????! gawd, i never feel so betrayed in my life! he didnt link me into his blog! ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh. im already on an empty stomach, and im crying like shit, and my chest hurts. like WTF???????????!!!!!!!!!! im SOH hurt.  GAWD! i couldnt explain la how hurt i feel. like wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf wtf W T F???????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7024110142933944845?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7024110142933944845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/sohurtfulomfg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7024110142933944845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7024110142933944845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/sohurtfulomfg.html' title='SOHURTFUL!OMFG!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8280528950068660679</id><published>2009-10-10T09:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T09:38:34.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morningpfftpfft</title><content type='html'>YAY YAY! its finally a Saturday. im exhausted. i slept in Afwa's room cause both of our roomates went back home for the weekends. :D niceeeee xD so so so im just bumming around in her room. OMGee! have to go to the library again later to draw the perspective of the insides. == i havent finish it yetttt! waaaaaaah! oh, and i drew a pic of my teddy xD the teddy my hubby gave me. weee!~ i love love love mah teddy :D oh, and i love my drawing even more. :P cause it looks so realistic. thank God that im almost done with Yen Huei's, cause i need to do the research on our final project, finish up Chee Ming's paintings, and study go google up for crap that i can feel my computer with (except for viruses, of course) yayyyyy! xD lots of work, so little time. :P kill me so i wouldnt do any of this????? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8280528950068660679?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8280528950068660679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/morningpfftpfft.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8280528950068660679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8280528950068660679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/morningpfftpfft.html' title='morningpfftpfft'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8636063725045008179</id><published>2009-10-06T10:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T10:47:15.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lazybummbumm.</title><content type='html'>wee~ i got 2 new hamsterrrs. :D they are adorable, but shhhh, no one knows. well, the hostel management doesnt. :D and and i shifted my room AGAIN. gawd, i should start finishing my assignments. i finished Alfred's one though, and i DONT WANT to have it back. all also cin-cai punya work. LUCKILY Chee Ming's, we just need to take a pic and put it in a CD. woahh. THANK GOD. :D i dunnoh about Yen Huei's though. i dont like her class, honestly. every drawing i draw MUST be having the Quality of Lines! its what i call maximum of the maximum human harrassment in art. LOL. anyways, im here in my room now, filling my stomach with basically all liquid. == ughh. but i love the creamy mushroom soup :D and also my milo. hmmmm mmmmhmmm. i dont think ill be eating lunch today, but dinner, hell yeah im eating alot. :D lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8636063725045008179?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8636063725045008179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/lazybummbumm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8636063725045008179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8636063725045008179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/10/lazybummbumm.html' title='lazybummbumm.'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2054346914839809331</id><published>2009-09-28T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T21:27:06.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupidday!</title><content type='html'>lazy to update. will soon. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2054346914839809331?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2054346914839809331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupidday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2054346914839809331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2054346914839809331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/stupidday.html' title='stupidday!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2188030166941729039</id><published>2009-09-28T00:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T00:19:13.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>typhoonOndoy!</title><content type='html'>i did a little google search on Typhoon Ondoy, cause ate said that's what JD, his family, and everyone in Phils (at those specific areas) are experiencing. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;read read :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;table width="100%"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: verdana, tahoma, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span id="ctl00_cph1_Article1_FormView1_ArticleHeaderLabel" style="line-height: 25px; font-weight: bolder; font-size: 18px; "&gt;Typhoon Ondoy flood the streets of Metro Manila&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a id="ctl00_cph1_Article1_FormView1_LabelAuthorName" title="Displays articles written by this author" href="http://www.philstar.com/ArticleListByAuthorName.aspx?AuthorName=" style="text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 66, 118); font-weight: normal; "&gt;By Vernadette Joven&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span id="ctl00_cph1_Article1_FormView1_LabelChannelPublishDateTime" style="color: gray; font-weight: normal; "&gt;(philstar.com) Updated September 26, 2009 01:10 PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MANILA, Philippines – As typhoon Ondoy continues to hit Luzon,   Metro Manila and nearby areas are currently flooded, the National Disaster Coordinating Council (NDCC) reported.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Based on NDCC’s latest situation report, areas in the National Capital Region that are not passable include Malabon (C4 Letre, M.H. Del Pilar, Panghulo Road, Catmon and Dampalit);  E. Rodriguez cor. Araneta Avenue in Quezon City; Palasan in Valenzuela; Brgys. 180, 185, 187 in Pasay; Brgy. Santolan in Pasig; Barangay Malanday in Marikina; Brgy. Tunasan in Muntinlupa; and Brgys. Banaba, Sta. Ana, and San Mateo in Rizal.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to the recent weather bulletin from Philippine Atmospheric Geophysical and Astronomical Services Administration (PAGASA) signal no. 2 remains in Aurora, Quirino, Nueva Vizcaya, Nueva Ecija, Pangasinan, Tarlac, Zambales, Pampanga, Bulacan, Rizal, Northern Quezon, and Polilo Island. While Isabela, Mountain Province, Ifugai, Benguet, La Union, Ilocos Sur, Laguna, Cavite, Batangas, Mindoro provinces, Lubang Island, Marinduque, Camarines Norte, Bataan, Metro Manila and the rest of Quezon are under signal no. 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PAGASA added, typhoon Ondoy continues to move with a maximum sustained winds of 85 kph near the center and gustiness of up to 100 kph. and is expected to leave the country’s area of responsibility by Monday morning. &lt;/p&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/225383666648879864-2188030166941729039?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2188030166941729039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/typhoonondoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2188030166941729039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2188030166941729039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/typhoonondoy.html' title='typhoonOndoy!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-44227670587530127</id><published>2009-09-27T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T23:49:13.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whataday!backinkl :D</title><content type='html'>lol. the title says it all. im back in Kay-El, peepz. :D lolz. i need i need salt. D: cause maybe i guess im away from home? i arrived KLIA-LCCT terminal at around 7.30pm, and it was getting dark already around here. i went to get my luggage and bought a Aerobus ticket to KL Sentral, which is worth rm8.  like OMFG it was torture walking around with a heavy (like hell) backpack on my back and a heavy (like hell but its only 12kg ==) luggage being dragged with one hand, and the other hand holding onto my lappie and Choco. == i looked soooooo... weird. wait, that's not the word i could use to describe how 'bad' i looked. gosh. then i got into the bus at around 8.30pm and arrived at KL Sentral at 9.30pm. suddenly, out of nowhere, while i was walking out of the bus, people came swarming, asking whether i need a taxi or not. lol. well, couldnt blame them. they live on picking ppl up and sending ppl, lol. :P anyways, then i went to Putrajaya Sentral by train and then taxi to the hostel, cause i was afraid there wouldnt be any more buses. my gawd. and the taxi driver is a SABAHAN too. :D God really did bless me today, that's one thing. a safe trip back to the hostel. the flight i had was maximum AWFUL. we had turbulence almost every second. even when i went to the toilet (cause i thought it stopped) it started AGAIN and to my luck, it gotten worse, till i almost fell down while walking to my seat. i was so scared, i was shivering, even if i had JD's jacket on. :D but thank God im safe. :D oh, and JD called few times today. i feel so overjoyed. :D oh, and things in Phils are starting to clear up too. Amen. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-44227670587530127?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/44227670587530127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatadaybackinkl-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/44227670587530127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/44227670587530127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/whatadaybackinkl-d.html' title='whataday!backinkl :D'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3301276176228937676</id><published>2009-09-27T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:45:37.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmyfreakinggosh</title><content type='html'>i cant believe it! he's only gone for a day and few hours, and i cant stop crying. == i need comfort, i need him. i miss JD entirely. yes, i do sound sad. very very sad, come to think of it, but he's not SMS-ing me back, calling me back and getting back with me. i feel so weak, so alone. i leave a wall post on his wall every (i dunno) 10-15 minutes, maybe less than that, check the fb chat after every 20 seconds to see if he's online or not (and still doing it while im typing this blog post) and im changing my current status to whatever im feeling right now. see his fb page, and you'll see it with lots of my comments. omfg. i feel so so so so so alone. i feel lonely, insecure and scared. just now he sent me only one SMS, saying that he and his cousins are staying with 3 families in a three-storey house cause its flooded, and there is no water, no food, and no electricity. i panicked, and started crying even more, cause i DID mentioned that i cant stop crying since he left, right? like OMFG i feel so sad. ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3301276176228937676?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3301276176228937676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohmyfreakinggosh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3301276176228937676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3301276176228937676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohmyfreakinggosh.html' title='ohmyfreakinggosh'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5638998627428454048</id><published>2009-09-26T16:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T19:05:58.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dippydoodaa!</title><content type='html'>i have decided to type every single detail here on what has been happening since i was in KK. ready??? :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Saturday (19th)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i arrived at the airport at around 9am? Cause that &lt;b&gt;VERY EARLY&lt;/b&gt; in the morning, i was at the airport already. i met a new friend, Ayel. Sort of missing him now since he was so friendly accompanying my last few hours in LCCT Terminal. lol. when i arrived back home, guess what i did? i ate and i ate and i ate! i felt bloated, but i was still EATING! i missed home-cooked food THAT much. plus my grandma left Mangga Jeruk for me. o.0 (omfg!) so i ate and ate and ate. now, COINCIDENTALLY, Carmen saw me washing my plates in the kitchen, she, along with her skippy adorable chubby brother, ran to our place. aunty Camela was there too and Popo Cecelia, then we watched Barbie and the Three Musketeers on CD. as soon as they left, try to guess what i did?? i SLEPT! man, sleeping never felt soooo good :) but it was interrupted cause we have to go to mass. :( its been awhile since ive been to church too. :) feel so good to get into the walls of Sacred Heart Cathedral. :) said hi to Jerome (cause he's the first person i saw) LOL and continued mass. then, that night, we ate in ... where? oh yeah, The Hut, City Mall. we head over there again, after my 2 months in KL. everything that was going on actually felt so so good, since ive been away for only 2 months and im missing home THIS much already. and next, duh you guessed it... BED! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday (20th)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On this day, its Agie's birthday :D was up quite early, and i started doing my assignments. (forgotten which one but oh well) then i got ready and INTEND left the house at 12pm to fetch Theo &amp;amp; JD. but i left 15 mins later cause mom was having difficulty burning the bday music disc. == so much for entertainment. :P then when i reached there, i get to meet up alot of people, such as Aldo, Jody, Joel, Ivar, Myron, Theo (duh), JD (even more duh), and my relatives. :) not forgetting also the beautiful Shelby :D the Gimfils and Kor~ Thomas. :) ngee. i FINALLY have the urge to wear my new Playez bikini in the pool. at first, i wore the bikini top and tights, but Shelby started screaming on how (fugly) it was, so i decided to take the tights off. you can imagine the look on JD's face (so sorry baby) cause he (definitely) didnt want me looking all 'exposed' but he let me go. so i swam in the pool for an hour, or maybe less cause suddenly i felt sick, AND rain started pouring REALLY heavily. Theo and Manson was still in the pool when the rain started pouring, but JD and i were putting the presents all in the Alphard with the resort's umbrella (since we dont have our own). after that, i went out with the guys (specifically JD, Theo, Manson, Hugo and Thomas) to 1B, cause Theo didnt wanna go CP (he's sick of it after working at Secret Recipe there EVERY NIGHT) and we watched Where Got Ghost? its a Singaporean movie with lots of Asian humour. i tell you, if you dont laugh to it, you're certainly NOT Asian. :) i love the movie, cause it made JD laugh too. :) after that, we all went back home. i reached Putatan at around 10.30pm, and JD and i had a heart to heart talk. :D then, i arrived home safely, then... BED!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday (22nd)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woke up at 9am today, by my mum. ate cha kui for breakfast today too (miss it like hell). after that, i was doing my assignments (this time, i know. [radial balance]) then out of nowhere, Agie wanted ham cim piang badly, cause at the kitchen table, it was empty. o.0 so i drove to tamu and drove back after getting her the ham cim piang :D then that day was basically a drag, since nothin that interesting happened. i need to tell you one thing though, doing my Radial balance was HELL cause i need to make it really nice at the edges. its torture once someone moves your hand and you went OUT of the guide line you drew. urgh. of all the nerves, you feel like squeezing the guts out of that person's head. :D but nobody moves my hand, yet i still did those mistakes myself :( damn. so that pretty sums up the whole day toooooooday! :D oh, and i suddenly fancied my dad's old pda Sony Ericsson phone that my bro was using, so i exchanged phones with him.  :) (duh, an obvious fact, was SMS-ing JD the whole day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday (23rd)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today was the day my dad came back home, but his flight was around 6pm. so in the morning, as usual, was doing my assignments. after that, mom brought us to watch Gamer. actually, we arrived CP quite late, as in 20 mins late for the movie, but we still went in, and then this guy was sitting at my seat. hmph. and he didnt wanna move away again some more. urgh. the movie's bad bad bad bad bad. don't watch it. well, storyline's good, but the way the conduct it was bad bad bad. oh yeah, as soon as we reached the ticket booth to buy the movie tix, one thing, i never seen CP filled with 'their kind' in my entire life. maybe its because it was Raya. anyways, after the movie, we went to Popular to look for my art stuff, the stuff i need for school, but there are awfully expensive. == then mom suggested we go check out Eversart in Karamunsing. we dropped by the phone shop to change my phone's casing, and changed it to GOLD :D and met Theo along the way. he just looks (cuter) at that time, and i started to get this... feeling... nvm! after that, we fetched daddy at the KLIA airport. while waiting for him to checked out the airportand get his luggage, Agie showed me how the escalators (both going up and going down) mysteriously STOPS when nobody's using it. she was so overwhelmed by it while i only had that (==) look on my face. urgh. when i saw dad, i hugged him, then we walked to the car. he asked how was everything in KL, and i briefly explained KL life to him (although he experienced it himself many years ago) then we had dinner at Little Italy, Hotel Capitol. i MISS that place so very much, especially that dish Buschetta! (omfg!) after dinner, we went to CP to grab my phone, and holy cow, the gold i amazingly GORGEOUS. its soooooo... sexy :D next... BED. (duh, an obvious fact, was SMS-ing JD the whole day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday (23rd)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today was also a drag. i woke up, the usual, ate breakfast tapau-ed by mum and dad (this time) then started to finish up my assignments again. my mom said we're going to Eversart, Karamunsing today. yay. finally get the things i wanted. then then, after the whole day passed by really really slowly, finally, mom brought us to Karamunsing after sending Tess and Anselm to tuition. i reminded them NOT TO STEP INTO YOYO CAFE. :D i have to be stern about this, cause this matter's getting worst. when we reached there, we found out that Eversart is closed and opens only till 6pm, so we grabbed dinner at Upperstar, Damai. mom bought Gin Tonic, and her favourite Ikan Bilis Goreng, Agie ordered Iced Water and Fish and Chips, while i just ordered Ice Water, Coleslaw, and Mushroom Soup, since i didnt fancy shop food at that moment, as i intend to eat the food back home. while waiting for Tess and Anselm, i saw her other three good friends, Lenny, Jacky, and Daniel... and after that... well, things happened. so i talked to Tess, and had this REALLY long talk with her. during time, dad wasnt home yet. cause he went to see Uncle Robert. :D and i didnt even have any appetite to eat anymore after talking to Tess for a WHOLE HOUR == ... BED! (duh, an obvious fact, was SMS-ing JD the whole day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday (24th)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO THE ONE, THE ONLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALDO MAJANIL :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;BEST COUSIN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;this day was JD's last day in Sabah, KK, as he will be leaving on Friday. :( (cried my heart out) anyway, went to Karamunsing for lunch. we dropped by at Eversart (finally) and MAN. the prices there are heart-tearing, worse than Popular. o.0 well, couldnt blame them. not many people want Art Stuff in KK. its not famous here. :D so after that, grabbed lunch at the food court and guess who i saw?? == Ivan, Yuri, Darryl, and these other two guys that i recognize to be JD's friends (well, enemies now since they are willing to listen to Herwan ==) i was like, OMFG. then duh, during that time, i was SMS-ing JD, so i told him and he told me to ignore them. like hell i did. :D hehehe. after that we went to Likas, tapau-ed Anselm's lunch, went home and again, assignments. i went to Angel's place then at around 4pm, went to Yoyo, Damai, to get drinks, head over to Melanie's house (Jesse's friend) to give Jesse the drink, and after that stayed at Angel's till 7pm. she got a new lappie and a new mp3 player while i was gone. == hmmmmmmph. lappie was red, and her mp3 player was orange. :D first time i started liking the colour ORANGE after seeing her 'shiny' mp3. after that, went to JD's place and helped him pack his clothes. i folded it and stuffed it into his tiny bag. he was so scared that it will get over 15kg, and i keep reassuring him, that its not not not not not gonna be over 15kg. after that, we grabbed dinner at Upperstar, KK, with the handsome Joey. we waited and decided to meet up Thomas and Theo at Cathay, but after checking out the movie times, it was too late. then, we finally got into conclusion to get to Tg. Aru, and hang around there. we sat there, talked, 'drunk' juices, and enjoyed our time. after that, i sent Joey home (he likes the way i drive :D :D thankie handsome Joey) then i sent JD home. i had a heart to heart talk with him again, cause he's leaving already the next day. :( then then then then... BED! (duh, an obvious fact, was SMS-ing JD the whole day)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday (25th)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 17th BIRTHDAY TO THE ADORABLE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JENSEN JULIUS AKA BULAT :D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;like omfg, today is the day, the day the day the day he's leaving. :,( i was suppose to fetch him and send him to the airport, but daddy got in a pissy mood, so i got into a pissy mood too, cause i wasnt allowed to, not only fetch him and send him to the airport, but also just to see him off. :,( i cried at first, cause i felt so... sad ? == and i was allowed to the airport. :D :D :D gawd, man, was i so happy. i surprised JD really well (again), since he still thought that i was not allowed to see him. i met up with JD, gave him three of my shirts, and he gave me his bball singlet. i accompanied JD to check in his luggage, tau2 his luggage only waits 11.3kg == (tulah baby overreact last night while we were packing. tia pun sampai 15kg ==) :D then... we ate in KFC, cuddled in a corner while playing solitaire on my phone just to pass the time. then head over downstairs as JD wanted to buy chocolate for his nephew, Baby James. he's adorably adorable when i saw him in his pics. omfg, i cant wait to see him. :) and then, Thomas, Theo and the Gimfils came, and so did Aunty Mon. we stayed there till 7pm, and i drove back home, changed and wanted to leave home for prayer meet already, but i forgotten my wallet, which has my license inside (and i cant drive without it) THEN i realise i kena SAMAN (wthhhh?) for parking at a no parking zone. like OMFG! why why why why why?????????? oh well. then went to prayer meet, sent Agie and Tess, went ALL THE WAY TO PUTATAN, then found out Agie took my phone by accident. == like omfg!!!!! i have to go ALL THE WAY BACK TO Sacred Heart Parish Hall, get my phone, and Agie, THEN i get to fetch Theo. == what a day. then after Prayer Meet, we minum2 at Burger King, then went back home. ...BED! (JD called me when he arrived Phils, but only sent me few smses, which kinda get me down :( )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;there :D thats all the updates for the week i had in KK. today's update, i will type later, cause i need to shower, i need to eat bbq food, i need to pack, i need to arrange my room, i need to transfer files to Tess's PSP, i need to record Agie's beautiful voice, and i need i need i need to ENJOY MY LAST DAY FOR THIS HOLIDAY BACK HOME :,(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5638998627428454048?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5638998627428454048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/dippydoodaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5638998627428454048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5638998627428454048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/dippydoodaa.html' title='dippydoodaa!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8319728638199244325</id><published>2009-09-25T15:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T15:46:58.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hearttwistsandturns</title><content type='html'>its painful that i cant see my baby off at the airport, but, what has to be done, is done. arrive safely, love. send my regards to everyone there, and see you real soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8319728638199244325?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8319728638199244325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hearttwistsandturns.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8319728638199244325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8319728638199244325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hearttwistsandturns.html' title='hearttwistsandturns'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-9163956534106242862</id><published>2009-09-20T09:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:31:10.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning. :P</title><content type='html'>morning blogger!! and to all bloggers out there. :D im back in KayKay! yes yes. well, actually i was back yesterday, but gawd, it was a tiring day. happy happy bday to my dearest sister...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRESSA AGIE MAJANIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILFITRI to all my Muslim mates out there. :D have a blessed Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-9163956534106242862?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/9163956534106242862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/9163956534106242862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/9163956534106242862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/morning-p.html' title='morning. :P'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-655905930020491517</id><published>2009-09-18T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T22:04:33.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alalalala.boo!</title><content type='html'>hehehe. im hyped up, at this very beautiful 10pm at night. :D im at the airport! LOL. :P im right here, sitting in a corner (a dirty corner) in McD, just so that i could get the socket. :D hehehe. yes yes yes. and im waiting for baby to call. he's taking soooo long to call me back. my posts are all so short, im sorry. :P ill edit it as soon as im in KK. :D :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-655905930020491517?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/655905930020491517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/alalalalaboo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/655905930020491517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/655905930020491517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/alalalalaboo.html' title='alalalala.boo!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-145703836496282541</id><published>2009-09-18T00:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T01:00:26.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lippyduppydumm.</title><content type='html'>i just reached the hostel from our 'out' trip with Debbie, Collie and Im. :P like this, Im (Collie's bf) has some dinner going on, so we went, from Cyberjaya, allllllll the way to Shah Alam. then after that, Collie, Debbie and i wanted to grab dinner and to head back to hostel. that was what we planned. we planned to go Puchong, but after driving and driving and all the chat we had, we found out we're outside KLCC towers. we were like o.0 how the hell we got here kinda thing. so, we ate at Chinatown, and man, we ate alot. then, went back to Shah Alam to fetch Im, then go here la, hostel. :D im packing my stuff now. well, not all la. some i can only put in tomorrow, i mean 'later' since now, at this very moment, its already 'tomorrow'.. get it?? as in, its already 'Friday' ?? owh, nevermind -.- hahaha. so yeah, better start with the packing. tataa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-145703836496282541?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/145703836496282541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/lippyduppydumm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/145703836496282541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/145703836496282541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/lippyduppydumm.html' title='lippyduppydumm.'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7127608076255924202</id><published>2009-09-17T14:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T14:30:18.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walawalawalabeee.</title><content type='html'>ngeh. i just came back from class. it was FUN. :D will be posting up the pic of my colour wheel later when Nad's done SS-ing. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7127608076255924202?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7127608076255924202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/walawalawalabeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7127608076255924202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7127608076255924202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/walawalawalabeee.html' title='walawalawalabeee.'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-653083643538878947</id><published>2009-09-17T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:13:08.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weeeeeee</title><content type='html'>im all hyped up and ready for class!! LOL just need to wait for Nadine to get ready so we can grab bfast today. MAN IM STARVING. :D hehehe. oh, and i packed few stuff edi. :)) seeeeee? IM GOING HOME ON SATURDAYYYY! yay yay yay yay! i cant wait. cant cant WAIT! ill be able to see my family, JD and Theo!!!! ZOMG!!! lol. i got ready few painting materials coz Chee Ming wants us to paint the colour wheel!! :D will post a pic on it soon. till then, hearts to all. xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-653083643538878947?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/653083643538878947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/weeeeeee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/653083643538878947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/653083643538878947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/weeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeee'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6029582331024415860</id><published>2009-09-16T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T23:53:51.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>teresitabernadeteadelemajanil</title><content type='html'>i just came back from Deb's room :D she introduced me to her to her lovable cousin, Collie :D today was a ddrraagg!! we had our measurement test today, and all we have to draw two blocks, a bunch of easels, and two chairs all in a paper. 0.0 easy? try sitting in the HOT studio (and im wearing jeans again some more) from 9am - 5pm. straight, trying to gain good grades for personal reasons. == it was a long day today. and baby's making me annoyed again. ughh. i feel so irritated. i wanna sleep. ill sleep now. :D nighty night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6029582331024415860?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6029582331024415860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/teresitabernadeteadelemajanil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6029582331024415860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6029582331024415860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/teresitabernadeteadelemajanil.html' title='teresitabernadeteadelemajanil'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3094625435971189698</id><published>2009-09-16T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:34:32.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>getup!</title><content type='html'>im suppose to be heading downstairs to eat breakfast now, but NOH, i must go on fb, go on blog. :D i wanted to tell the world its bestie's birthday today :D i love him. i just wished him on fb and in sms. == ugh. i feel so bad. well, at least he's not forgotten in my blog :D i did wish him last night, but here. told him to read. ill ask him later whether he read it or not. :D anyways... i better go now before im late for class. i have Life Drawing today at 9am!!!! talk about maximized speed for eating the egg later. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3094625435971189698?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3094625435971189698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/getup.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3094625435971189698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3094625435971189698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/getup.html' title='getup!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4738028404306410132</id><published>2009-09-16T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T08:32:18.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOMGGGG</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SrAxW_Y9a0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/qA7XKD2e_XA/s1600-h/DSC09930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SrAxW_Y9a0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/qA7XKD2e_XA/s320/DSC09930.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381855825750747970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY ULTIMATE BIRTHDAY TO .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THEODORE TIMOTHY PIANZIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love love love love him. :D&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday, bestie.&lt;br /&gt;May God shower you with His ultimate blessings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;im sleepy. phew. i ALMOST forgot about Theo, luckily i remember. i just told him to read my blog. hope you read this bestie, so that you know that you're not forgotten. :D your bestie loves you so so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4738028404306410132?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4738028404306410132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/zomgggg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4738028404306410132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4738028404306410132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/zomgggg.html' title='ZOMGGGG'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SrAxW_Y9a0I/AAAAAAAAAZM/qA7XKD2e_XA/s72-c/DSC09930.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8177906337351443787</id><published>2009-09-16T00:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T00:44:37.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>peekaboo!</title><content type='html'>finally had the time to change my blog skin. :D took a day off my assignments. its hectic, seriously! ill post the pics up real soon, when i get to download my bluetooth driver, cause all the pics are in the phone. well, most of them is. im going home this Saturday! yes yes yes! well, i cant make it for the youth GPA though, but oh well. at least im back, right? i want to hug my family, Jehdie and Theo first, then, in comes the rest. :D so save the hugs up for later and shower me with all the latest news and gossips. and and and GAWD im craving to drive. SERIOUS. i cant stand a month and a half stuck in the middle of nowhere. i need a car to move around. :( mummy, ship car for me. :D like as if. == and just now, there's this buka puasa feast thing going on at the plaza with some big person, dunno who. and there are lots of lots of lots of (did i mention lots?) lots of FOOD! oh gosh. when i saw it, automatically, my stomach turns. it growls so loud, i bet John can hear it, but i think he just keep quiet and pretended it was nothing. i promised him that ill eat, and i DID ok? lol. bread. ^^ i need cornbeef :( i need egg soup :( ZOMG! i need KANGKUNG BELACANNNNNNNN! OMFGGGGGGGGGGG! :'(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8177906337351443787?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8177906337351443787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/peekaboo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8177906337351443787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8177906337351443787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/peekaboo.html' title='peekaboo!'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6790784888143540209</id><published>2009-09-05T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T19:51:07.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello world (:</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very sorry about the late update. it was a hell of a week, believe me. that's what you experience in University, i guess. :D lotsa assignments to finish. don't worry. picss will be posted up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love lots;&lt;br /&gt;Teri (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6790784888143540209?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6790784888143540209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6790784888143540209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6790784888143540209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/09/hello-world.html' title='hello world (:'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6013915082346530848</id><published>2009-08-22T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:12:59.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry for the dead blog. will update real soon! &lt;br /&gt;hearts, Teri. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6013915082346530848?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6013915082346530848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-for-dead-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6013915082346530848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6013915082346530848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-for-dead-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5255819036698620385</id><published>2009-08-07T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T15:59:41.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy for it? yes? no?</title><content type='html'>well, im not. but oh well. i won the mosh pit passes to MTV World Stage, Live in Malaysia! yeah. at first, i was like, huh? passes? don't want. but in the end, when i won one of the games, i got over-excited i guess till we cheered on Nad to win one too, since Flora and I got one already. gosh. -.- and i made a new friend! LOL. jeremy jeremy jeremy. he can be found on my blog friends list down there (if you can see any) so yeah. now Nad and Flora is sleeping, and I'm just waiting for them to take off. im staying over here at the hostel this weekend to take care of the stuff we have here, since last weekend was a HUGE mistake to leave the room alone. so yeah, we'll see how and all. so guys, im taking off. &lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5255819036698620385?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5255819036698620385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8275057264492197641</id><published>2009-08-06T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T17:20:49.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tipsy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 6TH MONTHSARY&lt;br /&gt;to the SEXIEST MAN IN MY LIFE (:&lt;br /&gt;[JUAN DOMINGO LORENZO FRANCO TIAMA]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hehe. im feeling tipsy today, i don't know why. must be the weather. over here, its really really hot. oh well. have to adapt to it. woke up at 12 today. -.- typical time of waking up, and we met the laundry lady downstairs at the guard house. after that, had lunch at Makanlah, bought my Art Supplies, then got stuck here, in my room again. -.- i have no no no no no idea on what to do around this place. and im gonna be stuck here this weekend too. that is, if i chose not to go back home with Nadine. i miss love. really, i do. i miss miss those back at home, those in youth, those who cares about me. i hope i can come back this weekend. but i ESPECIALLY miss my parents, my siblings, my granma, John-D, Theodore, and Aldo. i feel so empty without them. will update tonight if i have time. tataa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8275057264492197641?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8275057264492197641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/08/tipsy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8275057264492197641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8275057264492197641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/08/tipsy.html' title='tipsy.'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6172447941562752586</id><published>2009-07-31T00:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:39:48.958+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 things</title><content type='html'>Just a small update again...Im invading her blog so yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten things i love and miss about her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.)Her reassuring smile everytime she looks at me, which confirms her love for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.)Her calm and angelic voice everytime she speaks to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.)Her ways of making me laugh and just makes want to hold her and never let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.)Her ways of remembering dates, and moments we had, which i forget at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.)Her warmth and touch everytime im with her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.)Her demanding of me to change for the better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.)Her countless hugs she gives me everytime i feel down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.)Her soft gentle touch everytime she brushes my hair or lays down on my shoulder and just talk about life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.)Her love she gives me each and every day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)The rest is countless and i cant describe it..(too many to count)hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby love, i love you, as you fall asleep and wake up to see this blog, i just wanna say all of this is true, you know that.=)...big kiss to my baby on the forehead, cheek, lip and cheek again..mwah....You know i love you, yes i do yes i do&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6172447941562752586?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6172447941562752586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-things.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6172447941562752586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6172447941562752586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/10-things.html' title='10 things'/><author><name>Jubbly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8viyVIg1eWU/Sf5f8ADWnXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hE3lgNxmtTk/S220/DSC00190.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-9112044361105412932</id><published>2009-07-31T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:29:43.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me me me</title><content type='html'>baby has been really tired this past few days due to her schedules of her orientation and other activities in her new UNI...we just talked on the phone jsut 10 mins ago, and she sounded really really sleepy, sorry love if i made u stay awake again, i just wanted to hear your voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just went to this freshman party and she met lots of people, faces, and played this game in which yo are suppose to peg the person with your hands, something like that, and tomorrow(its 12.26am) so i mean today she has this tour of Kl and yea....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby love, your big boy updated for you in a way, hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you very much, remember that, always and it will never change, no matter what happens, i will be here by your side, whether physically or not physically, i will be here, that dint sound right, but yea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off and cheers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JD&lt;br /&gt;020609-020????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till forever is never ever ever ever enough.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-9112044361105412932?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/9112044361105412932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-me-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/9112044361105412932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/9112044361105412932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/me-me-me.html' title='me me me'/><author><name>Jubbly</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8viyVIg1eWU/Sf5f8ADWnXI/AAAAAAAAAAM/hE3lgNxmtTk/S220/DSC00190.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7108788687100207610</id><published>2009-07-28T19:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T21:39:02.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another random hoo-haa</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Nadine and I woke up at 7am by the ringing of her shrieking alarm clock, and also baby woke me up (so thanks baby!). We got ready and get down to Makanlah to have our breakfast, and head to Bursary to make my payment for tuition fees and such. John met us up there, and as usual, we did our random scrolling of the place. First, we went to the library to submit our applications for the Library Card, and head to the IT lab to reset my computer. At first, we totally got lost and ended up at the Architecture Classes block (which I claim cause I see lots of designed buildings on the walls) so I gave Zazrina a call. She hurried to meet us up and took us herself. Thank God for that. She used her ID card for all 3 of us to access into the IT lab too, since we havent receive our Student IDs just yet. After that, we walked back to the Marketing Office and sat in the lounge there while John gave a phone call to Peter Pan about his offer letter and receipts. A little while after that, we head over to Wings Cafe, ordered Iced Blended Cookies Delight, and hung around there. We left basically cause John was feeling sleepy (he's allergic to caffeine) due to inhaling the air (I guess). We head back over to the On-Campus Hostel and I found out that my Dorm Key was not in my bag! What a day! I panicked, and totally back-tracked our steps for the whole day straight away. John and Nadine helped me too, and boy, I appreciate their help so much! In the end, back-tracking our steps all the way to the Marketing Office, we found out that the lady who cleaned up the Marketing Office has my key! Praise the Lord, yes, I found my key. I put it in my bag, and we hung around outside of Wings Cafe for awhile. After that, we got hungry, so we grabbed lunch at Makanlah. Since I saw tons of advertisements on walls about an audition when we stroll around, I persuaded Nadine and John to try out as well. Since its a modelling audition, they might get discouraged. In the end, I did try out, and also thank God, they're calling me back for a photo shoot. I can't believe it. Maybe its another phase of the audition (I'm not that sure), but I hope I get through it. I was just trying out for fun since I'm a freshman, and its just my 4th day in Lim Kok Wing, and the 2nd day of Orientation. Its fun knowing the fact that I tried something new, something I didn't dare to do in my high school years. So we hung around at the On-Campus 'lounge' (in a way) and I practiced walking in my 4"-5" heels they way they asked me to walk. Tough, but I'll make through with alot of practice I guess. Oh. Did I mention that the models in Lim Kok Wing was taught by Amber Chia? She's our 'model-coach' as we speak. So, we escorted John to the entrance of the Plaza, met his parents (his dad gave us a bottle of Dutch Lady Apple Yogurt) and we head back to the room and practically doze off almost instantly. Baby called awhile, I told him about the modelling audition and I slept along with Nadine. The time hits 7pm trigers my mind to wake up, and now, I'm here, doing this long post. Hope tomorrow is gonna be as exciting as ever, like today. You can expect the unexpected, here in Lim Kok Wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r180/Teri15xx/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7108788687100207610?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7108788687100207610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-random-hoo-haa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7108788687100207610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7108788687100207610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-random-hoo-haa.html' title='just another random hoo-haa'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5434008952354742491</id><published>2009-07-18T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:09:03.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just another merry-go-round</title><content type='html'>mum's abit pissed. Im not sure why. -.- maybe its just another way on how she shows that she will miss me dearly when I fly off. I wish I can fly off later. I'm sure gonna miss everyone here, especially Theo and John. I'm completely missing out at all youth activities for the next 3 years? sad. still, I am looking forward to college life. yay. this morning mom got pissy. not sure why, but yeah, I took the piggys to swim today, and I swam too, and I saw Mae! LOL. she and her usual glamorous self. she should get a gold star for being so... 'her'. then went to Mass, yes, its Father Michael today. the homily today is very good. its about how parents bring up their children. quoted, the Father said 'the children find friends because the feel belong. parents should create a loving environment at home, so the children would feel like they can open up to their parents, and also treat them like friends' and after the Mass, we went to eat at Fratini Restaurant, which was fulfilling. no picture today, sorry. but will update my missing dates pretty soon. curse the line. so bloody slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5434008952354742491?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5434008952354742491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-merry-go-round.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5434008952354742491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5434008952354742491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/just-another-merry-go-round.html' title='just another merry-go-round'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-568700840308507295</id><published>2009-07-15T12:06:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:46:37.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cause i'm leaving on a jet plane.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r180/Teri15xx/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how time flies by. this is currently my 17 years 8 months and 15 days (not sure if accurate, but I was hoping it is) here in Kota Kinabalu, Sabah. was born here, raised up here and still living here, and soon in the next two weeks (to be exact, on the 25th July) I'm leaving to experience college life in Kuala Lumpur, Peninsula. did few additional shopping last night with mum and Agie. bought 3 shirts from FOS and a new Esprit watch. It's nice finally having a watch I can use. I don't need to depend on my phone for the time. yesterday wasnt much of a thrilling day. was just playing Sims3 on lappie the whole day, did a few packing up and SMSed a bunch of people. I don't know who would be at the airport to wish me farewell, cause I havent done it for anyone yet, but I hope there are some people who will be willing to do that. of course, guranteed, I'll miss everyone here. I'll miss my family, I'll miss him, I'll miss the kampung gang, I'll miss the youth, I'll miss the school buddies, I'll miss the Ah's. how in such a phase in life that we're going through, its not easy to depart from a place where we've been all our lives and suddenly re-adapting to a new place, a new enviroment. one thing's for sure, I'm scared. I'm scared that I do not fulfill to my parents' expectations, I'm scared that temptations there get in the way, I'm scared that I will not be faithful to the person I cherished the most, but I know, God will be there with me to guide me through the whole way, and also supported by prayers done by those who cared for me. I guess I don't have much to worry, right? as long as God's there, my family's there, he is there, and all the guys are there, I know that I'll be just fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-568700840308507295?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/568700840308507295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/568700840308507295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/568700840308507295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-im-leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='cause i&apos;m leaving on a jet plane.'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6924318019419181371</id><published>2009-05-08T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:45:08.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIVATO !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.42pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIVATO !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my webbie is turning &lt;u&gt;privato&lt;/u&gt; not long, due to certain reasons. (: or maybe, im just bored. ehehe. NO LAH! how can i be bored until i wanna private my blog? lol. so yeah, if you want to follow, just &lt;i&gt;drop your email in my chatbox&lt;/i&gt;. thanksssss (: there might be a relink too, so yeah, just giving everyone a head's up, &lt;u&gt;yeah?&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6924318019419181371?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6924318019419181371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/privato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6924318019419181371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6924318019419181371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/privato.html' title='PRIVATO !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-1791065570573435613</id><published>2009-05-06T23:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T23:54:32.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's simply amazing !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.47pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today's simply amazing !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;HAPPY 3RD MONTHSARY MY DEAREST JUBBLY!!!! AHHHHH&lt;/u&gt; yay! its our 3rd month already, and still counting, right &lt;i&gt;love?&lt;/i&gt; so today, we celebrated our love. we watched a movie first, then went walking down the beach. we even stayed till the &lt;i&gt;sun is down&lt;/i&gt;. awwww~ today's great! and exhausting. LOL. &lt;i&gt;but dear, i really had fun today.&lt;/i&gt; thank you love. &lt;u&gt;until forever is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; &lt;strong&gt;enough&lt;/strong&gt;, we'll love each other&lt;/u&gt;. btw, sorry so short today. exhausted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SgGx-DfFt0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/g4rM-tmSGZs/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SgGx-DfFt0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/g4rM-tmSGZs/s320/%5Bswitah%5D021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332739113429088066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vainity strikes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its me ; Jubbly ; and Jason!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-1791065570573435613?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/1791065570573435613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-simply-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1791065570573435613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1791065570573435613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/todays-simply-amazing.html' title='today&apos;s simply amazing !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SgGx-DfFt0I/AAAAAAAAAXU/g4rM-tmSGZs/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3518470901987454162</id><published>2009-05-05T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:52:46.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored . cant do much .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.35am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bored . cant do much .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am still &lt;i&gt;awake&lt;/i&gt;. got off the phone with dear just few minutes ago, and i bet he's fast asleep by now. he's &lt;u&gt;so nice&lt;/u&gt;, till he stayed up with me. yay! we were on the phone, i think from &lt;i&gt;12am-4am&lt;/i&gt;, although i feel &lt;b&gt;SO BAD&lt;/b&gt;, cause he's the one calling, im somehow happy that he sacrificed just to keep me company till now. and ... &lt;i&gt;he even has class at 8am&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow. ==|| which, of course, &lt;b&gt;makes me feel worse&lt;/b&gt;. anyways, i would want to say ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H A P P Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A M A Z I N G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;B I R T H D A Y&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAWIEEEEE! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;hope you have a stupendous one, Hawie! &lt;i&gt;ill make you something yeah?&lt;/i&gt; hehehe. but not now. its 4 in the morning, dammit, and i really need to sleep. &lt;b&gt;Toodles!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;happy birthday to you ...&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to you ...&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday to the stupendous&lt;br /&gt;HAWIE ...&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday ....&lt;br /&gt;to ..........................&lt;br /&gt;Y O U!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3518470901987454162?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3518470901987454162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored-cant-do-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3518470901987454162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3518470901987454162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored-cant-do-much.html' title='bored . cant do much .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5383824729786627094</id><published>2009-05-04T19:00:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:12:35.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>utter this word , N E V E R</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.00pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;utter this word , N E V E R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch today at &lt;i&gt;Karamunsing&lt;/i&gt;, and well, lunch's great. although now im feeling rather sick. &lt;u&gt;must be the food&lt;/u&gt;. then after that, went to Aldo's place to grab more &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;POLVORON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;! yay! we have 8 boxes altogether!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 boxes of Cookies &amp;amp; Cream flavour&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes of Cashew Nut flavour&lt;br /&gt;2 boxes of Piniping flavour&lt;br /&gt;1 box of Choco flavour&lt;br /&gt;1 box of Peanut Butter flavour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pure &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;. yes yes yes. anyways, something happened last night. was &lt;u&gt;on the phone&lt;/u&gt; with Jubbly, and yeah, &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt; la. i was so embarrassed, seriously. i practically turned red {again}. i dont know. although he keeps assuring me that its nothing to be embarrassed about, but it is &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; embarrassing. so dad went to work already, and the house practically noisy again. yeah, everyone's doing their own thing without any &lt;i&gt;fear&lt;/i&gt; and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px dashed rgb(0, 0, 0); padding: 5px; position: absolute; width: 310px; left: 191px; top: 716px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im already in tears&lt;br /&gt;cause im missing Jubbly so very much&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so much&lt;br /&gt;it hurts so bad&lt;br /&gt;not seeing him each and every day&lt;br /&gt;watching those that actor&lt;br /&gt;the star of the show&lt;br /&gt;gives a soft kiss&lt;br /&gt;to his star actress&lt;br /&gt;as a sign of love and affection&lt;br /&gt;it reminds me of Jubbly&lt;br /&gt;my body aches all over&lt;br /&gt;i just want to be by his side&lt;br /&gt;i want to just lay there&lt;br /&gt;in his arms&lt;br /&gt;with him by my side&lt;br /&gt;and we'll watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;and he'll just cuddle me in his arms&lt;br /&gt;and ill be there to cuddle him back&lt;br /&gt;dear, i miss you hell lot&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could see you&lt;br /&gt;2 more days ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagged by Charm &lt;u&gt;(enjoy!)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:&lt;br /&gt;1. Terz&lt;br /&gt;2. Teri&lt;br /&gt;3. Tehrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My eyes&lt;br /&gt;2. My nose&lt;br /&gt;3. My hair ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON’T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:&lt;br /&gt;1. My arms ):&lt;br /&gt;2. My feet&lt;br /&gt;3. My HUGE forehead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PARTS OF YOUR HERITAGE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Kadazan&lt;br /&gt;2. Duzun&lt;br /&gt;3. Iban&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Losing Jubbly&lt;br /&gt;2. Losing my parents trust&lt;br /&gt;3. GATES! *pfft*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jubbly's love&lt;br /&gt;2. Comp&lt;br /&gt;3. Handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Samuel &amp;amp; Kevin Pink Tee&lt;br /&gt;2. Esprit Denim Pants&lt;br /&gt;3. Jubbly's bracelet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Faber Drive&lt;br /&gt;2. Hey Monday&lt;br /&gt;3. Cauterize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (RIGHT NOW):&lt;br /&gt;1. When I'm With You - Faber Drive&lt;br /&gt;*forever and always*&lt;br /&gt;2. Lullaby - Chase Coy&lt;br /&gt;3. Drunk Love - The Cab&lt;br /&gt;*LOL. random download*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP:&lt;br /&gt;1. Trust&lt;br /&gt;2. Honesty&lt;br /&gt;3. Loyalty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PHYSICAL THINGS ABOUT THE PREFERRED SEX THAT APPEAL TO YOU:&lt;br /&gt;1. Charming smile&lt;br /&gt;2. Loving eyes&lt;br /&gt;3. Happy features?&lt;br /&gt;*oh what the heck. features fon't matter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:&lt;br /&gt;1. Loving Jubbly (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Anything that has to do with pictures&lt;br /&gt;3. Driving&lt;br /&gt;*since i FINALLY could*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. See Jubbly ):&lt;br /&gt;2. Cuddle in Jubbly's arms&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat BK's Black Pepper Beef Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE CAREERS YOU’RE CONSIDERING/YOU’VE CONSIDERED:&lt;br /&gt;1. Photographer&lt;br /&gt;2. Interior Designer&lt;br /&gt;3. Journalist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:&lt;br /&gt;1. Rome! (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Hawaii&lt;br /&gt;3. Spain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:&lt;br /&gt;1. Travel around the world&lt;br /&gt;2. Get married&lt;br /&gt;3. Have kids and raise a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm not&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm not&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE NOT STEREOTYPICALLY A GIRL:&lt;br /&gt;1. I don't really care on what I wear&lt;br /&gt;*just grab from the closet*&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't really care how dark I am&lt;br /&gt;*as long as I'm healthy*&lt;br /&gt;3. I act crazy sometimes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE PEOPLE THAT YOU WOULD LIKE TO SEE TAKE THIS QUIZ NOW:&lt;br /&gt;1. Jubbly (:&lt;br /&gt;2. Cel Jayne&lt;br /&gt;3. Chelle&lt;br /&gt;*CHELLE! do the tags*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5383824729786627094?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5383824729786627094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/utter-this-word-n-e-v-e-r.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5383824729786627094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5383824729786627094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/utter-this-word-n-e-v-e-r.html' title='utter this word , N E V E R'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3535619207492750190</id><published>2009-05-03T19:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:26:37.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eish . young love .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.00pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;eish . young love .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was &lt;i&gt;home-alone&lt;/i&gt; for few hours this morning, cause my parents &amp;amp; siblings went to &lt;u&gt;church&lt;/u&gt;, since i went to church &lt;i&gt;yesterday&lt;/i&gt;. then when they came back, i added a song into the &lt;i&gt;powerpoint&lt;/i&gt;, and packed up. &lt;i&gt;said my goodbyes&lt;/i&gt; to &lt;u&gt;daddy&lt;/u&gt; cause he's leaving for work, and drove to household. &lt;i&gt;anselm , tess , and jason&lt;/i&gt; followed me. and today, John-D gave a talk, about &lt;i&gt;A Little Thing Called Love&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;u&gt;yeah, there is nothing wrong with all falling in love&lt;/u&gt;. love makes you do &lt;b&gt;crazy&lt;/b&gt; stuff, stuff you swore you never do. and yeah, drove back home, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sf2Mk-G-hHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8YHFAoDo8a4/s1600-h/DSC00675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sf2Mk-G-hHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8YHFAoDo8a4/s320/DSC00675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331572100651975794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; john and me .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; took a picture with John&lt;br /&gt;for the whole 3 years ive known him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;im so much in love with him&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes i am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9.08pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am missing jubbly much much more .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got this survey from Steph's page. &lt;u&gt;i do, ok, Steph?&lt;/u&gt; bored anyway. ==|| this survey, every answer must start with the &lt;b&gt;first initial&lt;/b&gt; of your name. so yeah, lets go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1). What is your name : &lt;strong&gt;Tehrie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2). A four letter word : &lt;strong&gt;T H I N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3). A boy's name : &lt;strong&gt;THEO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4). A girl's name : &lt;strong&gt;Trist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5). An occupation : &lt;strong&gt;Teacher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6). A colour : &lt;strong&gt;Turqoise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7). Something you will wear : &lt;strong&gt;Topshop Tops (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9). A food : &lt;strong&gt;Tomato Salad&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10). Something found in the bathroom : &lt;strong&gt;Toilet bowl?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11). A place : &lt;strong&gt;Thailand&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12). A reason for being late : &lt;strong&gt;Traffic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13). Something you'll shout out : &lt;strong&gt;Toyol!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14). A movie title : &lt;strong&gt;The Curious Case of Benjamin Burton&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15). Something you drink : &lt;strong&gt;Tea {Chinese Tea}&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16). A music group : &lt;strong&gt;The Veronicas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17). An animal : &lt;strong&gt;Tiger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18). A street name : &lt;strong&gt;Tattle Street&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19). A type of car : &lt;strong&gt;Toyota City&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20). The title of a song : &lt;strong&gt;Tell Me Where It Hurts - MYMP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubbly! do this do this! &lt;i&gt;i will always love you, my dear, no matter what.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3535619207492750190?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3535619207492750190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/eish-young-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3535619207492750190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3535619207492750190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/eish-young-love.html' title='eish . young love .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sf2Mk-G-hHI/AAAAAAAAAXM/8YHFAoDo8a4/s72-c/DSC00675.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2640613648548697401</id><published>2009-05-02T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T20:31:46.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jia you jia you ! missing my JUBBLY ♥ ! WTFFFFF ? ? ? !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.13pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jia you jia you ! missing my JUBBLY ♥ ! WTFFFFF ? ? ? !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RULE: answer the questions by using ONE WORD ONLY&lt;br /&gt;1. Where is your cell phone? : bed&lt;br /&gt;2. Your significant other? : JUBBLY! ♥&lt;br /&gt;3. Your hair? : dyed&lt;br /&gt;4. Your mother? : young&lt;br /&gt;5. Your father? : err ...&lt;br /&gt;6. Your favorite place? : rome&lt;br /&gt;7. Your dream last night? : JUBBLY! ♥&lt;br /&gt;8. Your favorite drink? : water&lt;br /&gt;9. Your dream/goal? : college&lt;br /&gt;10. What room you are in? : mine&lt;br /&gt;11. Your hobby? : editing&lt;br /&gt;12. Your fear? : others&lt;br /&gt;13. Where do you want to be in 6 years? : anywhere&lt;br /&gt;14. Where were you last night? : home&lt;br /&gt;15. Something that you aren't? : whore&lt;br /&gt;16. Muffins? : YUM!&lt;br /&gt;17. Wish list item? : JUBBLY! ♥&lt;br /&gt;18. Where you grew up? : sabah&lt;br /&gt;19. Last thing you did? : eat&lt;br /&gt;20. What are you wearing? : jersey (: ♥&lt;br /&gt;21. Your TV? : none&lt;br /&gt;22. Your pet(s)? : died&lt;br /&gt;23. Friends? : LOVE! ♥&lt;br /&gt;24. Your life? : ok&lt;br /&gt;25. Your mood? : loving&lt;br /&gt;26. Missing someone? : GURANTEED!&lt;br /&gt;27. Car? : hilux?&lt;br /&gt;28. Something you're not wearing? : pants&lt;br /&gt;29. Your favorite store? : esprit&lt;br /&gt;30. Your favorite color? : PURPLE! ♥&lt;br /&gt;33. When is the last time you laughed? : recently&lt;br /&gt;34. Last time you cried? : yesterday&lt;br /&gt;35. Who will redo this? : JUBBLY! ♥&lt;br /&gt;36. One place that I go to over and over? : toilet&lt;br /&gt;37. One person who emails me regularly? : facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. this survey is really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; weird. today was an OK-day. dad &amp;amp; mum, they're still not OK. drove to core at CFC House with Jason, and practically went to &lt;i&gt;Sacred Heart&lt;/i&gt; instead. gah. &lt;u&gt;wrong way!&lt;/u&gt; then, drove to church, sat with Manson and John-D. after that, met up with Jubbly ♥ and we ate &lt;i&gt;dinner&lt;/i&gt; at Tg. Aru, at some open-air thingy, but we didnt even get to eat. &lt;u&gt;food came &lt;i&gt;bloody&lt;/i&gt; late!&lt;/u&gt; gah! so send Jubbly ♥ home, then drove back home. &lt;strong&gt;OMG! its on my own! gah! scary scaryyy!&lt;/strong&gt; that's all for tonight. send some &lt;i&gt;love!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfxYlRMs7SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FV1eA8IWxlc/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfxYlRMs7SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FV1eA8IWxlc/s320/%5Bswitah%5D542.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331233456194907426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J E R S E Y !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; my love, you're making this hard&lt;br /&gt;every kiss you give me&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to just stay by your side&lt;br /&gt;every hug you give me&lt;br /&gt;makes me want the moment to just stay that way&lt;br /&gt;i just met you just now&lt;br /&gt;and yet, im already missing you&lt;br /&gt;so utterly badly&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2640613648548697401?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2640613648548697401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2640613648548697401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2640613648548697401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/05/10.html' title='jia you jia you ! missing my JUBBLY ♥ ! WTFFFFF ? ? ? !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfxYlRMs7SI/AAAAAAAAAXE/FV1eA8IWxlc/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5402354246133323472</id><published>2009-04-30T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:58:46.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy thursday guys . . | YFC come on , no fear ! eat balut ! | im missing Jubbly so much , it hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.35am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy thursday guys . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally, today &lt;i&gt;sucks&lt;/i&gt; as well. just know that mum &amp;amp; dad would not let me drive &lt;b&gt;ever again&lt;/b&gt;. gawd, that is just so &lt;i&gt;unbearable&lt;/i&gt;. of what nerve can they possible pay almost 2 k just for my license, seeing me make two &lt;i&gt;tiny&lt;/i&gt; mistakes when only i drove &lt;i&gt;only twice&lt;/i&gt; and bother punishing me by &lt;i&gt;not letting me drive&lt;/i&gt;? my goodness. its like, &lt;i&gt;giving up my P license&lt;/i&gt; to them and ripping the &lt;i&gt;P stickers&lt;/i&gt; on the car. &lt;u&gt;tell me, what's the use of the stickers and the card now?&lt;/u&gt; pfft. this has just gotten my trust on them, from &lt;b&gt;25% to 10%&lt;/b&gt;. seriously, i couldn talk to them anymore. infact, i &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; could. especially with &lt;b&gt;daddy&lt;/b&gt;. fuh~ those people who are out there, that they're ok with their dads and mums, do &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; do anything to ruin that. i dont want you guys to feel &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt;, as what im feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;introducing ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfkeIVXdE6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/v5i_aLfxdW8/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfkeIVXdE6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/v5i_aLfxdW8/s320/%5Bswitah%5D538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330324762492998562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beloved C H O C O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;although you tell me you love me&lt;br /&gt;i dont see it&lt;br /&gt;they way you take care of me&lt;br /&gt;protecting me; and guiding me&lt;br /&gt;it just hurts me more and more&lt;br /&gt;be gentle, be kind&lt;br /&gt;remember, no one is as strong as you&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love you , but dont make me hate you even more&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.12pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y F C come on , no fear ! eat balut !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so, remember the &lt;i&gt;ILC&lt;/i&gt; we went on the 3rd - 5th of April ? yeah, i just saw the &lt;i&gt;Balut - eating&lt;/i&gt; video! yay! if you wanna see, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zDMuWvhYCrY"&gt;[click]&lt;/a&gt; , and be sure you find me, ok? im the girl who talks alot, wearing pink stripes. &lt;u&gt;seriously, i do talk alot&lt;/u&gt;. LOL. enjoy! there's a party at our place, so yeah, woopie doo. gonna &lt;i&gt;attend to them now&lt;/i&gt;. update more later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.52pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im missing Jubbly so much , it hurts&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, as &lt;i&gt;mentioned in Jubbly's blog&lt;/i&gt; (that is &lt;u&gt;if you all can read it&lt;/u&gt;) we talked on the phone for quite a well. i actually let everything out, practically &lt;u&gt;everything out&lt;/u&gt;. gah, i miss him so badly. i want him &lt;i&gt;by my side&lt;/i&gt; cause these past few days have been &lt;b&gt;H E L L&lt;/b&gt;. i need him to be there to &lt;strong&gt;feel loved ; support ; protected&lt;/strong&gt;. i can break down easily at times; &lt;i&gt;and dear knows that&lt;/i&gt;. i just need him, i really really &lt;b&gt;need&lt;/b&gt; him. seriously, &lt;u&gt;if anybody take dear Jubbly away from me&lt;/u&gt;, i &lt;strong&gt;will will will&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;b&gt;KILL&lt;/b&gt; them. &lt;i&gt;its just a metaphor&lt;/i&gt; but yeah, ill get realy really &lt;b&gt;PISSED&lt;/b&gt;. so yeah, logging off now. &lt;i&gt;holars!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfnIeKg_2TI/AAAAAAAAAW8/cf1cRP0Ni9w/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D539.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfnIeKg_2TI/AAAAAAAAAW8/cf1cRP0Ni9w/s320/%5Bswitah%5D539.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330512054514080050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; we ' re alike ? you decide .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i feel protected when im in your arms&lt;br /&gt;around me, ill feel safe&lt;br /&gt;its like the whole world stop&lt;br /&gt;and when i look around myself&lt;br /&gt;everything seems to be gone&lt;br /&gt;all i can see is you and me&lt;br /&gt;all i can sense is us being there&lt;br /&gt;at the same place, at the same time&lt;br /&gt;together&lt;br /&gt;and it feels like magic&lt;br /&gt;and if this is a dream&lt;br /&gt;i will never ever ever wanna wake up from it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5402354246133323472?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5402354246133323472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/11_30.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5402354246133323472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5402354246133323472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/11_30.html' title='happy thursday guys . . | YFC come on , no fear ! eat balut ! | im missing Jubbly so much , it hurts'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfkeIVXdE6I/AAAAAAAAAW0/v5i_aLfxdW8/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D538.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-208237161010584353</id><published>2009-04-29T17:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T22:28:33.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad bad baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad day ! ! ! | lookey here ! | my my my ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5.29pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad bad baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad day ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is a &lt;i&gt;bad bad bad bad bad bad bad&lt;/i&gt; day! very very bad! fuhhh~ its an unlucky day for me and dear &lt;a href="http://jubblyandher.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jubbly&lt;/a&gt;. read Jubbly's blog to find out his unlucky day. mine's ... fuhhh~ my dad. wanted to ask some advices, he &lt;i&gt;gave me in a strict; loud and straight forward&lt;/i&gt; way. look, people are different from you, Dad. some are not at all strong, &lt;i&gt;like your daughter&lt;/i&gt;! he has to learn to be more gentle with me. he thinks that i dont think about &lt;i&gt;my own future&lt;/i&gt;? dude, its &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; future, ok? i planned everything, and i know roughly how i want my life to be. oh yeah, and and and ... &lt;u&gt;dearest Jubbly, i miss miss miss miss you so so much.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfghnUwkjEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1MLMWiX7ypY/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D489.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfghnUwkjEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1MLMWiX7ypY/s320/%5Bswitah%5D489.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330047118464027714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we will make this work , you and me .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;see? look at those two hearts.&lt;br /&gt;you said before, it resembles us.&lt;br /&gt;the big one, its you&lt;br /&gt;and im the smaller heart.&lt;br /&gt;it hangs on my neck for almost three months now.&lt;br /&gt;and it'll hang there&lt;br /&gt;until my love dies for you.&lt;br /&gt;and that would be, when?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N E V E R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.31pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lookey here !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfgs4C6JmHI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Vbd44EnGphE/s1600-h/sitameJUBBLYheartsJUMBLY.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 86px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfgs4C6JmHI/AAAAAAAAAWs/Vbd44EnGphE/s320/sitameJUBBLYheartsJUMBLY.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330059500358047858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isnt that just adorable ? ? ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.14pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my my my ...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;♥&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;when i close my eyes, i can really feel it&lt;br /&gt;your arms around me tight&lt;br /&gt;it made everything feels so right&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the way you gently sniff my hair&lt;br /&gt;the way you do&lt;br /&gt;every single time we go out&lt;br /&gt;and tears will just fall&lt;br /&gt;and ill just scream and long to break down that wall&lt;br /&gt;oh how i miss being by your side&lt;br /&gt;and to just hug you from behind&lt;br /&gt;and not caring if people stare&lt;br /&gt;or if people would whisper and then glare&lt;br /&gt;yes, when we walk, hand-by-hand&lt;br /&gt;people will look&lt;br /&gt;cause we're completely different, size and all&lt;br /&gt;but that doesn't make us fall&lt;br /&gt;it make us love each other more&lt;br /&gt;it grows more and more each day&lt;br /&gt;i only got one thing to say&lt;br /&gt;i will love you, till my last day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yes, baby dear, that how much i miss you. gawd, &lt;i&gt;i can cry&lt;/i&gt; just imagining your smile. i was watching television just now, watching the show &lt;i&gt;'Are You Smarter Than a 5th Grader?'&lt;/i&gt; and i brought Choco with me. See, Choco was given to me by Jubbly ♥, and since he gave me Choco, a part of him &lt;i&gt;{his scent}&lt;/i&gt; actually lingers on to Choco, so it made me miss him more. he was playing futsal, so, i couldnt sms him. &lt;i&gt;i could&lt;/i&gt;, but duh, he wouldn reply. haiz~ and yeah, &lt;u&gt;another post&lt;/u&gt; for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;together , we are inseparable&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-208237161010584353?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/208237161010584353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-bad-baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/208237161010584353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/208237161010584353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/bad-bad-baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad-day.html' title='bad bad baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad day ! ! ! | lookey here ! | my my my ...'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfghnUwkjEI/AAAAAAAAAWk/1MLMWiX7ypY/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D489.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3360072479913299726</id><published>2009-04-28T00:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T20:23:11.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>something from Jubbly | tagged from Charm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.59am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;something from Jubbly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is someone i met, she is someone i fell for,she is someone who was there for me when i was down, she is someone who became my friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is someone i never thought would become my special person in my life, she is someone who was always there for me but never realized, she was the one who kept on knocking on my door, but i never unlocked it for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter the outcomes, the trial, the falls we make, the errors we do, the flaws we have, we will make this through, we will take all this and just go on as if nothing ever happened...You are mine to have, and mine to share my life with, i thank you for everything, i thank you for the way you accepted me in your life in a more special bond that is only for the two of us.its been almost 3 months since our hearts became one, but seems like its been more then that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jubbly(she is sleeping by now and has no line, her internets down) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;Me + Her = Perfection&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.55pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tagged from Charm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;tagged by Charm. i wonder whether i could do this. &lt;i&gt;oh well,&lt;/i&gt; here it goes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. IT MUST SHOW YOUR ENTIRE FACE.&lt;br /&gt;2. Tag every PICTURE.&lt;br /&gt;3. AND your pictures HAVE to be the same!&lt;br /&gt;4. You have to have about 8 pictures to match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;5. Pick 4 other people to do the tagg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwpDvZB0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/qdsLK_AGyVM/s1600-h/I.fucked.him919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwpDvZB0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/qdsLK_AGyVM/s320/I.fucked.him919.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329711797208942402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MAE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was at school, during a Wednesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cause we have to wear those uniforms every Wednesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2008 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwpNWEzqI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jKKx7vj_e4U/s1600-h/DSC07495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwpNWEzqI/AAAAAAAAAV0/jKKx7vj_e4U/s320/DSC07495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329711799787114146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;AGIE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This was on the way to Tawau&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cant blame us. We have to be in the car for 8 HOURS!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfbwo2I6IsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/85_CNGy7_6s/s1600-h/DSC00250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfbwo2I6IsI/AAAAAAAAAVk/85_CNGy7_6s/s320/DSC00250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329711793557873346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ME!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was cam-whoring in the car while waiting for mum&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;She left me there for 2 hours! ==||&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwokunsjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WZUaQXGoupE/s1600-h/DSC00226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwokunsjI/AAAAAAAAAVc/WZUaQXGoupE/s320/DSC00226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329711788884210226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ESTHER!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Preety! We took this pic during the beach gathering&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;On Easter Sunday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbzzHoRncI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rCzG9GLl6qc/s1600-h/%281000%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbzzHoRncI/AAAAAAAAAWc/rCzG9GLl6qc/s320/%281000%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329715268586413506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ME!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This pic was taken before going out&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clif took this&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfbzy2uZZoI/AAAAAAAAAWU/VE3ZG8Sy_pg/s1600-h/%28930%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfbzy2uZZoI/AAAAAAAAAWU/VE3ZG8Sy_pg/s320/%28930%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329715264048686722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ME!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I was at City Mall, doing my Add Maths Notes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;In KFC; while having lunch&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2007 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfbzysa7ytI/AAAAAAAAAWM/o6Na8sbj_pw/s1600-h/DSC09809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sfbzysa7ytI/AAAAAAAAAWM/o6Na8sbj_pw/s320/DSC09809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329715261282699986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;THEO!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOVE HIM! ugh. This pic was taken on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The first night of ILC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbzykZsrpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8Z8KxAmgJoM/s1600-h/DSC09893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbzykZsrpI/AAAAAAAAAWE/8Z8KxAmgJoM/s320/DSC09893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329715259130031762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;MANSON; THEO; JOEY and JASON!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The names above are from left to right&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Excluding me of course&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;This picture was taken on the second day of ILC&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;It was taken in the bus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2009 pic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged &lt;strong&gt;Cel Jayne&lt;/strong&gt; ; &lt;strong&gt;Emina&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;anyone&lt;/i&gt; who wants to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3360072479913299726?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3360072479913299726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-is-someone-i-met-she-is-someone-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3360072479913299726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3360072479913299726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/she-is-someone-i-met-she-is-someone-i.html' title='something from Jubbly | tagged from Charm'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfbwpDvZB0I/AAAAAAAAAV8/qdsLK_AGyVM/s72-c/I.fucked.him919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6603258245415654758</id><published>2009-04-27T23:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:45:43.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to Tehrie , from Jubbly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.29pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to Tehrie , from Jubbly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you(from dear) i am hacking my babys blog coz her line is down..she has no clue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaa..Jubbly was here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6603258245415654758?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6603258245415654758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-youfrom-dear-i-am-hacking-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6603258245415654758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6603258245415654758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-youfrom-dear-i-am-hacking-my.html' title='to Tehrie , from Jubbly'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4330820962046549966</id><published>2009-04-26T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T18:20:17.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nerds up ahead ! gahh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.13pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nerds up ahead ! gahh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a boring day too. slept this morning at around 1am cause my &lt;i&gt;siblings&lt;/i&gt; wanna watch Hotel For Dogs. after that, we did our own chores, and in the evening, we helped dad cleaned out the &lt;i&gt;land at the back&lt;/i&gt;. yay! it was fun, although it was &lt;i&gt;SO&lt;/i&gt; hot, but yeah, we had fun. now, just waiting for everyone to get ready. we're &lt;i&gt;going out for dinner!&lt;/i&gt; we're suppose to go swimming today, but, &lt;i&gt;tidak jadi&lt;/i&gt;, cause it's getting really late. luckily, if not, dear would kill me. eventhough he approved my swimsuit already, i know he &lt;i&gt;doesnt&lt;/i&gt; want me to wear it, &lt;i&gt;kan kan kan?&lt;/i&gt; anyways, i miss him more and more each day! gah! oh, and &lt;i&gt;congrats to my dear and his friends&lt;/i&gt; on their competition yesterday! although you guys didnt make it to the finals, but hey, you manage to get into &lt;i&gt;semi-finals&lt;/i&gt;! (big kiss to my dearest! &lt;i&gt;MWAHH!&lt;/i&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfQ1E_yescI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2_k3CwrvHMw/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfQ1E_yescI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2_k3CwrvHMw/s320/%5Bswitah%5D523.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328942619045048770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we ' re rock hunting ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it doesnt matter what i did&lt;br /&gt;or what you did in the past&lt;br /&gt;forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;and move on&lt;br /&gt;and foretold a story that is&lt;br /&gt;yet to come&lt;br /&gt;in the future&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4330820962046549966?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4330820962046549966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/nerds-up-ahead-gahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4330820962046549966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4330820962046549966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/nerds-up-ahead-gahh.html' title='nerds up ahead ! gahh !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfQ1E_yescI/AAAAAAAAAVU/2_k3CwrvHMw/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2038493149742925107</id><published>2009-04-23T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:30:01.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally ! gahhh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.17pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally ! gahh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im officially driving bebeh! today i FINALLY gotten my &lt;i&gt;P P P P P P P P P P P P&lt;/i&gt; license card! YES YES YES! going out with Theo, Jason &amp;amp; Adger tomorrow, well ... &lt;i&gt;hopefully&lt;/i&gt; i get to go. i want FOOD seriously. my tummy's hurting soh much. i want POLVORON! ish. &lt;i&gt;finish&lt;/i&gt; already everything in the box. i &lt;i&gt;DID&lt;/i&gt; save some for Theo and John tho (since they asked). im missing hubby more and more each day. gah! i want to see him! i &lt;i&gt;WANT WANT WANT WANT WANT&lt;/i&gt;! blekk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAXNrfx18I/AAAAAAAAAU8/-I1OKnLjqU4/s1600-h/DSC09809.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAXNrfx18I/AAAAAAAAAU8/-I1OKnLjqU4/s320/DSC09809.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327783882961049538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIEGO LOVE ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;he's always there&lt;br /&gt;just looking straight back&lt;br /&gt;he takes care of me&lt;br /&gt;not leaving me hanging&lt;br /&gt;not leaving me in doubt&lt;br /&gt;or even hurt&lt;br /&gt;he loves me, for who i am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2038493149742925107?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2038493149742925107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-gahhh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2038493149742925107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2038493149742925107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-gahhh.html' title='finally ! gahhh !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAXNrfx18I/AAAAAAAAAU8/-I1OKnLjqU4/s72-c/DSC09809.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5940004632758758827</id><published>2009-04-22T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:07:22.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy earth day people !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.45pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy earth day people !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy earth day! this morning i heard on the radio, while doing chores, in Hitz.Fm, &lt;i&gt;the morning crew, JJ &amp;amp; Ian&lt;/i&gt; was telling stuff about Earth Day, and how Mother Nature would give tips on how to save the planet. &lt;i&gt;Love&lt;/i&gt; our planet, the trees and animals, so the future generation would learn the beauty of life. &lt;i&gt;oh yes they will&lt;/i&gt;. im missing my dearest so so much, had &lt;i&gt;Burger King&lt;/i&gt; for dinner today. gah, am in love with their Black Pepper Beef Burger. YUM! SAVE THE EARTH PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfATMXmINQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p03jzr_kqgg/s1600-h/DSC00153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfATMXmINQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p03jzr_kqgg/s320/DSC00153.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327779462392591618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be aware to the beauty of nature .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, you are mine&lt;br /&gt;and that all that matters right now&lt;br /&gt;lets hear the calling of nature&lt;br /&gt;deep inside our hearts&lt;br /&gt;look around, what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;whisper to me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5940004632758758827?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5940004632758758827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-earth-day-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5940004632758758827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5940004632758758827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-earth-day-people.html' title='happy earth day people !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfATMXmINQI/AAAAAAAAAU0/p03jzr_kqgg/s72-c/DSC00153.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5818636012569086304</id><published>2009-04-21T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:16:53.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sob . sob . sob , and sob even more more more .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8.45pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sob . sob . sob , and sob even more more more .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO SO&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; missing dear! i am suppose to see him today, but &lt;i&gt;no,&lt;/i&gt; my parents don't let. ugh. so, yeah. i went to &lt;i&gt;SMC&lt;/i&gt; in the morning, stayed at home till 6pm, went to Futsal to collect me pay, and came back home and &lt;i&gt;bum&lt;/i&gt; again. agh. the nerve! and &lt;i&gt;its my time of the month!&lt;/i&gt; (i totally forgot where i gotten that) im in &lt;i&gt;love love love love love love&lt;/i&gt; with Polvoron; Cookies and Cream, from Goldilocks! ugh ugh ugh! its gonna finish soon! &lt;i&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;/i&gt; the nerveeee! why must it finish? &lt;i&gt;WHY WHY WHY????&lt;/i&gt; it tastes EXACTLY like Oreo McFlurry &lt;i&gt;(omgee its heaven sent!)&lt;/i&gt;. whoever that can send those over to me, i wants 100 boxessssssss! ughhhhh! i want i want i &lt;i&gt;wantttttt&lt;/i&gt;! anyway, looking through xanga sites, and i found a pretty cool &lt;i&gt;survvv&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Their names?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;dearest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; kishes!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;two: &lt;i&gt;theodore&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; love yah&lt;br /&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;cliffy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; waliauuu boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;four: &lt;i&gt;cassy&lt;/i&gt; gahh. miss you babe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What are their initials? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;JT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;two: &lt;i&gt;TP&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;CK&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;four: &lt;i&gt;CT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When is the last time you spoke to them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;text him&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;called him&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in person&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;two:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;text him&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;called him&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in person&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;three:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;text him&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;called him&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in person&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;four:&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;text her&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;called her&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;day before yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;in person&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Are they shorter or taller than you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; taller! gahh xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have you ever had a class with them? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Do you know their email address by heart? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; yesssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What did you guys last laugh at? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; just randomm dumb stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;What is their birth month? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;december&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;two: &lt;i&gt;september&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;july&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; four: &lt;i&gt;october&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Describe their hairstyle: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;shark fin!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;two: errr ... &lt;i&gt;wavvy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;really short&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;four: &lt;i&gt;tomboy cut&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;How did you meet? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;once upon a time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;two: &lt;i&gt;youth&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;in cradles&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;four: &lt;i&gt;bumped into each other during my cuzzy's party (we were 5)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;How many siblings do they have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;two&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;two: &lt;i&gt;three&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;four&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;four: &lt;i&gt;none&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Have you ever been to their house? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;ALL&lt;/i&gt; yeahh. except dear la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Name one thing each of them dislikes: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;one: &lt;i&gt;i kena kacau by *ehem*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;two: &lt;i&gt;if i get hurt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;three: &lt;i&gt;same as dear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;four: &lt;i&gt;dislikes sweets ALOT&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dunno whyy*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Se3dwoefkXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oMEsYJmiVT4/s1600-h/%28880%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Se3dwoefkXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oMEsYJmiVT4/s320/%28880%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327157761817940338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; j ' s princess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;j's princess is much much missing her jubbly prince&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5818636012569086304?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5818636012569086304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/sob-sob-sob-and-sob-even-more-more-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5818636012569086304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5818636012569086304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/sob-sob-sob-and-sob-even-more-more-more.html' title='sob . sob . sob , and sob even more more more .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Se3dwoefkXI/AAAAAAAAAUs/oMEsYJmiVT4/s72-c/%28880%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-364157247370116697</id><published>2009-04-20T04:12:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T20:03:59.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we need sleep ! gaga ! | bumming bumming ! | more more moree . i want more more moree .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.12am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we need sleep ! gaga !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? what i told you! i &lt;i&gt;cant&lt;/i&gt; sleep! since i woke up 'yesterday' at 11pm till now. thank goodness dear is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; kind to stay up with me. we're chatting the whole night. &lt;i&gt;yay!&lt;/i&gt; and i was making .gif(s). so yeah, seriously, im &lt;i&gt;bored&lt;/i&gt; and no effin thing to do these past few hours. rearranged stuff on the blog, as you can see if you &lt;i&gt;followed&lt;/i&gt; my blog since its first post. to dear, im so so so &lt;i&gt;sorry&lt;/i&gt; that you're forcing yourself up because you want to stay up with me, but &lt;i&gt;thank you&lt;/i&gt; dearly too! i love you xx &lt;i&gt;g a h!!&lt;/i&gt; gotta go to bed now. &gt;&lt;"  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r180/Teri15xx/icon1.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cute eyyy ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the stupid chicken is crowing&lt;br /&gt;and were just going to sleep!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.00pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bumming bumming !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt just woke up! i woke up at &lt;i&gt;8am&lt;/i&gt; today cause my dad was making so much noise outside. ugh. i noe, i promise dear to wake him up right after i woke up, but we slept at 4 and if i woke up at 8 again, he'll only have &lt;i&gt;4 hours of rest&lt;/i&gt; and its not good. so, i waited till 10.30am to call him to wake him up. i was &lt;i&gt;just&lt;/i&gt; about to call him, when all of a sudden, i got a 'good morning' text message from him! i want my &lt;i&gt;official P license!&lt;/i&gt; i want i want i &lt;i&gt;want!&lt;/i&gt; oh when, oh when, can i get the card? i SMS-ed my tutor today, and she said she'll &lt;i&gt;inform&lt;/i&gt; me if the card's done. fuhh. blog codes wasnt working again today. i really &lt;i&gt;blew&lt;/i&gt;. i deleted almost everything, and now im regretting it. ==|| yes, im &lt;i&gt;dumb&lt;/i&gt;. dont need to rephrase something that i already knew. haiz. i miss dear! i do i do &lt;i&gt;I DO&lt;/i&gt;. even if i just saw him yesterday, im throwing mood swings just because i miss him &lt;i&gt;so effin much&lt;/i&gt;! even my sister thinks its 'my time of the month'. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i144.photobucket.com/albums/r180/Teri15xx/lolheader.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its all said and done . yes !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;everything is just perfect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;5.31pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; more more moree . i want more more moree .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was &lt;i&gt;bloghopping&lt;/i&gt; cause i was so effin bored, and i go through blogs who has pictures of their &lt;i&gt;'chayunks'&lt;/i&gt; and links to their &lt;i&gt;'chayunks'&lt;/i&gt; blog. lol. make me miss dear more and more. ugh! eventhough we've been together for only two months, it seemed that we had been in love &lt;i&gt;forever&lt;/i&gt;, right dear? ill tell you &lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt; about my dear in this section. personal details wouldnt be mentioned. &lt;i&gt;gracias.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border: 1px dashed rgb(255, 255, 255); padding: 5px; position: absolute; width: 310px; left: 183px; top: 1110px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time we went out, on his birthday, it made me realize how much i want to be his. when he's away, every message he sends to me makes my heart skips beat, and melts at every word he said. and at that final moment, i couldnt stand anymore. 'just a short sms' i thought to myself. 'now!' grabbed the phone, and typed 'i love you'. he replied 'i love you too.' in the darkness of the cinema, a whisper to the ear 'would you be mine?' and a soft scream came out 'yes.' it may have been a crush at first, 3 years before, and maybe the feeling disappeared in a while, but now, the feeling deepen more than ever. dear, i love you, and im ready to take your hand and walk down this road of life, cause for the very first time, my mind and heart are one, saying 'you're doing the right thing'.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-364157247370116697?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/364157247370116697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-need-sleep-gaga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/364157247370116697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/364157247370116697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-need-sleep-gaga.html' title='we need sleep ! gaga ! | bumming bumming ! | more more moree . i want more more moree .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5707200333021612943</id><published>2009-04-19T23:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:16:16.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gahh . elite bloggers !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.51pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gahh . elite bloggers !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just &lt;i&gt;woke up&lt;/i&gt;! slept at, i think, around 6pm after coming back from household, and dear is &lt;i&gt;suppose&lt;/i&gt; to wake me up at 8pm, but he only woke me up at &lt;i&gt;11pm&lt;/i&gt;! gahh. its ok dear. besides the fact that im &lt;i&gt;stinky&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;hungry&lt;/i&gt;, im just fine. LOL. anyways, met up with dear today and he gave me a &lt;i&gt;gift&lt;/i&gt;; an (to me) &lt;i&gt;'awwwwww'&lt;/i&gt; gift! he said that its the first for him to &lt;i&gt;give&lt;/i&gt; someone a gift like that, and its the first for me to &lt;i&gt;recieve&lt;/i&gt; a gift like that. yay! camera's with mum, so im back to taking pictures with my &lt;i&gt;phone camera&lt;/i&gt;, so quality's aint that good, but eyy, still i &lt;i&gt;can&lt;/i&gt; take vain pictures! 'beware!' so, a picture will be posted up on the &lt;i&gt;present&lt;/i&gt; he gave me. so we did &lt;i&gt;sharings&lt;/i&gt; on our ILC experience back in &lt;i&gt;Cebu; Phillipines&lt;/i&gt; back in April 2-6 to the rest of the Youth. frankly, they're more interested in the chant this year &lt;i&gt;'YFC come on! Step up! Move forward!'&lt;/i&gt; ==|| but today's lots of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SetLuDFr2YI/AAAAAAAAATk/R1wWNX7ljf8/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SetLuDFr2YI/AAAAAAAAATk/R1wWNX7ljf8/s320/%5Bswitah%5D478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326434238770960770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being loved by youuu . la laa .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ingredients inside that heart-shaped bottle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;88 papers wrapped up&lt;br /&gt;sealed with a metallic red wire&lt;br /&gt;each paper is written words&lt;br /&gt;words that expresses his love&lt;br /&gt;i *actually* opened each one and read it&lt;br /&gt;a bunch of tiny perfume gel&lt;br /&gt;final touch to it&lt;br /&gt;simple strips of reflectives&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5707200333021612943?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5707200333021612943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/gahh-elite-bloggers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5707200333021612943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5707200333021612943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/gahh-elite-bloggers.html' title='gahh . elite bloggers !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SetLuDFr2YI/AAAAAAAAATk/R1wWNX7ljf8/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8091281597833483563</id><published>2009-04-18T19:07:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:16:05.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking up into the starry night sky .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.07pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;looking up into the starry night sky . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh . today, we have band practice at &lt;i&gt;9am&lt;/i&gt;, so dad brought us to breakfast first at &lt;i&gt;Damai&lt;/i&gt;. i woke up at 6.50am, we went for breakfast and we came back at around &lt;i&gt;8.20am&lt;/i&gt;. woke Jason up and he followed me to &lt;i&gt;Aldo's&lt;/i&gt; place. i drove there, all on my own! &lt;i&gt;Y A Y!&lt;/i&gt; band started late cause John and Joey came late, but we finished at 11am, went to have lunch at &lt;i&gt;Dongonggon&lt;/i&gt; (and everyone CLOSED their eyes and were holding the seats while I'M driving! *sniff sniff*), and came back to Aldo's place by &lt;i&gt;12.10pm&lt;/i&gt;, so again, we started our &lt;i&gt;core group meeting&lt;/i&gt; late too. they all wanted to go lunch just because &lt;i&gt;i brought a car&lt;/i&gt;! ==||| anyways, yeah, then, jason wanted to drive home, so when he just about to come out of the gate, &lt;i&gt;Elias&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Kuya Junie&lt;/i&gt; came! (and we were done with the meeting already!) gahh. so yeah, Jason drove both of us home, and man, was it &lt;i&gt;scaryy!&lt;/i&gt;. scarier than mine! he was still in speed when we wants to go into a junction &lt;i&gt;(he didnt slow down!)&lt;/i&gt;, and he almost banged the car! but &lt;i&gt;thank God&lt;/i&gt;, we managed to pull through and reached safely home &lt;i&gt;(without a scratch on the car &amp;amp; in one piece).&lt;/i&gt; gah. and i was so tired, so i slept till around 5. im going to church tomorrow morning! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sem2bwqarwI/AAAAAAAAATM/PheRxfCleQ8/s1600-h/DSC00291.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sem2bwqarwI/AAAAAAAAATM/PheRxfCleQ8/s320/DSC00291.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325988622377856770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the every urge to step up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am not your typical kind of girl&lt;br /&gt;do not, i repeat, DO NOT underestimate me&lt;br /&gt;just because im quiet, and small, and innocent&lt;br /&gt;doesnt mean that i dont know anything&lt;br /&gt;people who knows me well, knows&lt;br /&gt;how i could be at times&lt;br /&gt;and that, too,&lt;br /&gt;they're willing to tolerate&lt;br /&gt;so buzz off if you dont want to get involve with my life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;grabbed from &lt;i&gt;facebook&lt;/i&gt; *again* gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;idy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;nlightened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;emarkable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;maginative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;eautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;legant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;eliable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;ature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;ggresive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;elicious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;xcited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;ough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;errific&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E&lt;/strong&gt;ligable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gahh . is that all true? according to my friends i know, they mentioned it. they said that if there was an F and C in my name, they're sure that Facebook Name Analyzer will analyzed it as &lt;i&gt;funny&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt;! i was like &lt;i&gt;'whatever you say, you guys'&lt;/i&gt;, then my eyes suddenly got caught by this really cute boot! &lt;i&gt;'BOOTS!&lt;/i&gt; i screamed, even the guys jumped a little. and they all jumped &lt;i&gt;at once&lt;/i&gt; again! i was talking on the phone with Clif. we had a 'typical' conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Clif&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lets talk about something else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ok? about what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how do you ACTUALLY keep up with your dates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;WHAT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you know? dates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;dates?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*long silent pause*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ok?? i don't get it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dates bhar! dates bhar, dates!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(screaming)DATES BHAR, DATES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;errrr ... why are you screaming?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sorry, i thought you couldnt hear me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*toot toot*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hello? hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;OMG! obiviously, he's &lt;i&gt;drunk&lt;/i&gt;. LOL. its his cousin's birthday today, but i can't go! gahh. had band! ugh. oh well. &lt;i&gt;i need a shower.&lt;/i&gt; the weather is (still) HOT HOT &lt;i&gt;HOT&lt;/i&gt;, and i just took a shower! gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.56pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;peek peek a BOO !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im doing a short last post for today! see the responses from my &lt;i&gt;Name Analyzer&lt;/i&gt; i posted earlier. just took those that &lt;i&gt;made me smile!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;he changed it a little&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-idy&lt;i&gt;(..hmm??)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-xcellent&lt;i&gt;(my own)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-eally loveable&lt;i&gt;(my own)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-resistable..&lt;i&gt;(duhh!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-eautiful&lt;i&gt;(confirm)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-elegant&lt;i&gt;(of course)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-eliable&lt;i&gt;(always)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-ature&lt;i&gt;(plant)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-gressive&lt;i&gt;(yes..everytime)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-elicious..&lt;i&gt;(yummy )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-xcited..&lt;i&gt;(always)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-ough&lt;i&gt;(yeap..as stone)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-eriffic...&lt;i&gt;(yea!!!!!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-ligable...&lt;i&gt;(for?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clif's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nasib baik he wasnt drunk when he&lt;br /&gt;responded to that!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-idy&lt;i&gt;[yes yes yes]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-nlightened&lt;i&gt;[ya meh?]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-emarkable&lt;i&gt;[definitely]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-maginative&lt;i&gt;[VERY]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-eautiful&lt;i&gt;[wa liao! sexy oso]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-legant&lt;i&gt;[pretty ladyy!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-eliable&lt;i&gt;[mmg ni!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-ature&lt;i&gt;[suka bunga?]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-ggresive&lt;i&gt;[ya. scary oso]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-elicious&lt;i&gt;[eeeeee]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-xcited&lt;i&gt;[no comment]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-ough&lt;i&gt;[ya btul btul!]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-errific&lt;i&gt;[no nid ask lo]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-ligable&lt;i&gt;[to be ... best fren ako]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cass's&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;her comments was&lt;br /&gt;'what for want to make responses?&lt;br /&gt;all is true what?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-idy&lt;i&gt;like her mummy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-nlightened&lt;i&gt;hah?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-emarkable&lt;i&gt;ape tue?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-maginative&lt;i&gt;ah, btul2&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B-eautiful&lt;i&gt;MEMANG100%&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-legant&lt;i&gt;ahhhhhh?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R-eliable&lt;i&gt;yes. a very reliable person!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N-ature&lt;i&gt;rumput adala!&lt;/i&gt; *kureng you, Cass!*&lt;br /&gt;A-ggresive&lt;i&gt;bahaya ne bdak!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D-elicious&lt;i&gt;i never try&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-xcited&lt;i&gt;YA&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-ough&lt;i&gt;gilak!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T-errific&lt;i&gt;D U H&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-ligable&lt;i&gt;hah? pa tue?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;actually, there are &lt;i&gt;lots&lt;/i&gt; more, but yeah, i have to hit to bed. im going to mass tomorrow morning cause i didn't go &lt;i&gt;just now&lt;/i&gt;. oh well. &lt;i&gt;good night!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8091281597833483563?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8091281597833483563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-up-into-starry-night-sky.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8091281597833483563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8091281597833483563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/looking-up-into-starry-night-sky.html' title='looking up into the starry night sky .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sem2bwqarwI/AAAAAAAAATM/PheRxfCleQ8/s72-c/DSC00291.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4979086568617087790</id><published>2009-04-17T09:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:15:54.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with tears of sadness | C L P Limbanak</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9.58am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with tears of sadness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, im not &lt;i&gt;tagged&lt;/i&gt;, but this survey is really hilarious! &lt;i&gt;precious&lt;/i&gt;, i do ahhh? (: &lt;i&gt;my answers are below there btw.&lt;/i&gt; enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's how you do it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear (someone that you recently talked to)&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this, but (1). (2) (3)&lt;br /&gt;and I saw you (4) (5). I'm sure you're (6) enough&lt;br /&gt;to understand (7). I'm returning your (8) to you, but I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;(9) as a memory. You should also know that I (10) and (11).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(12), Your Name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Paste your last answer as your title&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What's the color of your shirt?&lt;br /&gt;Blue - I'm in love with your cat&lt;br /&gt;Red - Our affair is over&lt;br /&gt;White - I’m joining the Convent&lt;br /&gt;Black -Our romance is over&lt;br /&gt;Green- Our socks don't match&lt;br /&gt;Grey - You're a leprechaun&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Your nostrils are insulting&lt;br /&gt;Brown - The mafia wants you&lt;br /&gt;No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you&lt;br /&gt;Other -I dislike your eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Which is your birth month?&lt;br /&gt;January - That night you picked your nose&lt;br /&gt;February -When I quoted Forrest Gump&lt;br /&gt;March - When your dwarf bit me&lt;br /&gt;April - When I tripped on peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;May - When I threw up in your sock drawer&lt;br /&gt;June - When you put cuffs on me&lt;br /&gt;July – When I saw the purple monkey&lt;br /&gt;August - When you smacked my ass&lt;br /&gt;September - Last year when you peed your pants&lt;br /&gt;October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;November - When your dog humped my leg&lt;br /&gt;December - When I finally changed my underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Which food do you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;br /&gt;Chicken- In your car&lt;br /&gt;Pasta - Outside of your office&lt;br /&gt;Hamburgers - Under the bus&lt;br /&gt;Salad – As you were eating Kraft Dinner&lt;br /&gt;Lasagna - In your closet&lt;br /&gt;Kebab - With Jean&lt;br /&gt;ChrétienFish - In a clown suit&lt;br /&gt;Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert&lt;br /&gt;Pizza - At the mental hospital&lt;br /&gt;Hot dog - Under a street light&lt;br /&gt;Other - With George Bush and Stephen Harper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What's the color of your socks?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Ignore&lt;br /&gt;Red - Put whipped cream on&lt;br /&gt;Black - Hit on&lt;br /&gt;Blue - Knock out&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Pour syrup on&lt;br /&gt;White - Carve your initials into&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Pull the clothes off&lt;br /&gt;Brown - bit of&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Castrate&lt;br /&gt;Pink - Pull the pants off of&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot - Sit on&lt;br /&gt;Other - Drive over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) What's the color of your underwear?&lt;br /&gt;Black - My boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;White - My father&lt;br /&gt;Grey – The Catholic Priest&lt;br /&gt;Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie&lt;br /&gt;Purple - My corned beef hash&lt;br /&gt;Red – My knee caps&lt;br /&gt;Blue - My salt-beef bucket&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana&lt;br /&gt;Orange - My Blink 182 cd&lt;br /&gt;Pink – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection&lt;br /&gt;Other --The elephant in the corner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?&lt;br /&gt;One Tree Hill - Senile&lt;br /&gt;Heroes- Frostbitten&lt;br /&gt;Lost - High&lt;br /&gt;Simpsons- Cowardly&lt;br /&gt;The news - Scarred&lt;br /&gt;American Idol - Masochistic&lt;br /&gt;Family Guy - Open&lt;br /&gt;Top Model - Middle-class&lt;br /&gt;Other -shamed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Your mood right now?&lt;br /&gt;Happy - How awful you are&lt;br /&gt;Sad - How boring you are&lt;br /&gt;Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men&lt;br /&gt;Angry - That your smell makes me vomit&lt;br /&gt;Depressed – That we’re related&lt;br /&gt;Excited - That I may pee my pants&lt;br /&gt;Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you&lt;br /&gt;Worried - That your Ford sucks&lt;br /&gt;Apathetic - That you need a sex-change&lt;br /&gt;Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes&lt;br /&gt;Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist&lt;br /&gt;Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid&lt;br /&gt;Other - That your driving sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?&lt;br /&gt;White - toe ring&lt;br /&gt;Yellow - Your love letters to me&lt;br /&gt;Red - The pictures from Vegas&lt;br /&gt;Black - Your pet rock&lt;br /&gt;Blue - The couch cushions&lt;br /&gt;Green - Your car&lt;br /&gt;Orange - Your false teeth&lt;br /&gt;Brown - Your nose hair clippers&lt;br /&gt;Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear&lt;br /&gt;Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;br /&gt;Pink - The cut toenails&lt;br /&gt;Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The first letter of your first name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - My virginity&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Your photo with the mustache drawn on it&lt;br /&gt;E/F - Your neighbors dog&lt;br /&gt;G/H - The oil tank from your car&lt;br /&gt;I/J - Your left ear&lt;br /&gt;K/L - The results of that blood-sample&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Your glass eye&lt;br /&gt;O/P - My common sense&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Your mom&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Your collection of butterflies&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Your criminal record&lt;br /&gt;W/X – Your sucide note&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z - Your credit cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The last letter in your last name?&lt;br /&gt;A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass&lt;br /&gt;C/D - Always will remember the pep talks&lt;br /&gt;E/F -Never will forget that night&lt;br /&gt;G/H – Will not tell the authorites that you stole the whale from the backyard.&lt;br /&gt;I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly&lt;br /&gt;K/L - Hate your cooking&lt;br /&gt;M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching&lt;br /&gt;O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises&lt;br /&gt;Q/R - Always wanted to break your legs&lt;br /&gt;S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet&lt;br /&gt;U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;W/X - Haven’t showered in a month&lt;br /&gt;Y/Z – am better off without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) What do you prefer to drink?&lt;br /&gt;Wine- Our friendship is ruined&lt;br /&gt;Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon&lt;br /&gt;Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo&lt;br /&gt;Milk - The apartment building is on fire&lt;br /&gt;Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this&lt;br /&gt;Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice&lt;br /&gt;Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war&lt;br /&gt;Mineral/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked&lt;br /&gt;Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird&lt;br /&gt;Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey&lt;br /&gt;Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Other – you should stop picking your nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?&lt;br /&gt;Thailand – Warm tingly sensations&lt;br /&gt;Australia - Best of luck on the sex change&lt;br /&gt;France - Spank me&lt;br /&gt;Spain - With tears of sadness&lt;br /&gt;China – You make me sick&lt;br /&gt;Germany – Please don’t hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Japan - Go milk a cow&lt;br /&gt;Greece - Your everlasting enemy&lt;br /&gt;USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Egypt – Kiss my butt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dear &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really know how to tell you this&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;i&gt;our romance is over&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When we skinny dipped in the bathtub&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;at the mental hospital&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I saw you &lt;i&gt;carve your initials into my father&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure you're &lt;i&gt;frostbitten&lt;/i&gt; enough to understand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;that your driving sucks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm returning your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;your old New Kids on the Block blanket&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to you, but I'll keep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you collection of butterflies&lt;/i&gt; as a memory.&lt;br /&gt;You should also know that I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;love your sweet, sweet ass&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;i&gt;I'm scratching my butt as you read this&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;With tears of sadness&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Tehrie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I (s0) wanna tag &lt;i&gt;Don ; Chelle ; Cel Jayne ; Dear &lt;/i&gt; to do this. I still want you to do it &lt;i&gt;dear&lt;/i&gt; even if you don't have a blog. Just take a paper and a pencil. &lt;i&gt;Do it&lt;/i&gt;, its fun! Ask your dorm mates to do it too! &lt;i&gt;Love you&lt;/i&gt;! Gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SefmpiUXvKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/79PgZP2kHzs/s1600-h/DSC00280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SefmpiUXvKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/79PgZP2kHzs/s320/DSC00280.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325478685650173090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;converse love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the shoelaces of shoes&lt;br /&gt;are ups and downs in life&lt;br /&gt;whether we choose to accept it or not&lt;br /&gt;it goes through tiny little holes&lt;br /&gt;that holds them in place&lt;br /&gt;those are friends and family&lt;br /&gt;that are around us&lt;br /&gt;to keep us firm on our feet&lt;br /&gt;and as it forms a bow in the end&lt;br /&gt;that is, to me, my dearest&lt;br /&gt;for he holds everything in place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.44pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C L P Limbanak !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we just came back from CLP Limbanak. it was so boring, &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt;, but oh well. Theo was there, Jody, Jason and Jessy was there too. so &lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt;. so anyway, we gave the kids to colour some pictures and watch a movie, &lt;i&gt;Bedtime Stories&lt;/i&gt;. and ... something &lt;i&gt;hilarious&lt;/i&gt; happened. this happens in two scenes so sit back and &lt;i&gt;enjoy!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Theo    &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hey! what is that girl doing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*girl put her hands inside her pants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;OMGee! teri ... TERI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;whatt? whatt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(whispers)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;look what she is doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*girls put her hands deeper in her pants*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;is she ... err ... scratching her butt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(disgusted face)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ugh. yuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*girl's paper feel down*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(reached for it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;DONT! it might have bacteria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;but ... but ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dont touch it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ugh. fine fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then; a next scene; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Jody&lt;/span&gt; was added&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;we should better clean up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;yeah, everyone's leaving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;i feel like vomiting seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;jason! throw this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(hands the paper over to jason)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;what is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;(opens the paper)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;what smell is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;(left the room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;(left the room after Theo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt;, Jason didnt know anything about the first scene, so &lt;i&gt;when&lt;/i&gt; we told him, his face got so disgusted and he went wiping his hands on the wall. he has no idea at first why are we &lt;i&gt;laughing so loud&lt;/i&gt;, and we couldnt even stop. he threw the paper, and he still want to smell his &lt;i&gt;fingers&lt;/i&gt;. ugh. he was lazy to wash his hands again &lt;i&gt;some more&lt;/i&gt;! eyuckkks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeioyOJP8SI/AAAAAAAAASE/Dl5B_vjvrQw/s1600-h/DSC09835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeioyOJP8SI/AAAAAAAAASE/Dl5B_vjvrQw/s320/DSC09835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325692140109426978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the awesome dude ! gahh ! paper story . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nah nah nah! its just plain hilarious!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4979086568617087790?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4979086568617087790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4979086568617087790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4979086568617087790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/10.html' title='with tears of sadness | C L P Limbanak'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SefmpiUXvKI/AAAAAAAAAP4/79PgZP2kHzs/s72-c/DSC00280.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4382223892085214154</id><published>2009-04-16T07:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:15:39.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gahh ! the DAY the DAY | spinny spinny ! oh gosh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;7.13am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; gahh ! the DAY the DAY ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahh, today is the &lt;i&gt;day&lt;/i&gt;, the freakyy freakyy test! i heard that 40 + people are taking the JPJ test! &lt;i&gt;==||||&lt;/i&gt; can you actually imagine? Angel (yes, beb, love ya so!) told me that i can wait up to 4pm just to wait for my turn, get it? &lt;i&gt;my&lt;/i&gt; turn! gahh! and Im going there at 8am! yes, a loner will be coming to the school, looking like a total complete idiot, blowing her nose there &lt;i&gt;yes, i am sick)&lt;/i&gt;, until her turn came by. and i &lt;i&gt;hope hope hope&lt;/i&gt; today turns out just fine. and &lt;i&gt;dear&lt;/i&gt; is NOT even awake to wish me luck. ==|| nevermind, nevermind. at least he wished me last night in advance. &lt;i&gt;thanks love; i love you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeZrTxDbA1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/xOz_4LimQQA/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeZrTxDbA1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/xOz_4LimQQA/s320/%5Bswitah%5D457.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325061596741567314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cross your fingers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt; || &lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wish me luck!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes love, you are the one&lt;br /&gt;i know its too early to say&lt;br /&gt;we still have a whole life ahead of us&lt;br /&gt;new people to m&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;eet&lt;br /&gt;new places to see&lt;br /&gt;but dear, at this very moment&lt;br /&gt;you're the closest thing to perfection&lt;br /&gt;love makes you seem so flawless&lt;br /&gt;love makes you seem so perfect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't care what people might say&lt;br /&gt;i don't care what people may think&lt;br /&gt;but i want you to know that&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i l o v e y o u&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.43pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spinny spinny ! oh gosh ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;want to know the results? do you? &lt;i&gt;do you?&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;DO YOU?&lt;/i&gt; hehehe. here's everything in detail. ok, here it goes. i was so anxious when i was getting ready this morning. my tutor said she'll pick me up at &lt;i&gt;8am&lt;/i&gt;, so i got ready before that. then, when it came to 8am, she haven't reach my place yet. &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;, i was shaking there, blowing my nose, smsing dear (eventhough he was still asleep). she said that she'll pick me up at 8.30am. so yeah, i waited, and &lt;i&gt;waited&lt;/i&gt; and, finally, i get to get out of the house. so ... i reach to the school there and seriously, it was &lt;i&gt;packed&lt;/i&gt;. i have to sit there and wait for my turn. for the &lt;i&gt;bukit&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;tiga penjuru&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;parking&lt;/i&gt;, they called me quited early, once i arrive there. it went along smoothly (although i bet the JPJs didnt realise that my grip was so strong on the steering wheel due to fear; cause i saw few people fail bukit before me! &lt;i&gt;gahh&lt;/i&gt;) anyways, then when it comes to the laluan, i was so scared to go to the &lt;i&gt;toilet&lt;/i&gt; so badly, cause Angel mentioned that if i was gone, and they called me, and i didnt show up, they'll put me last, which, duh, &lt;i&gt;i don't want at all!&lt;/i&gt; but i did manage to run the toilet when all the cars were used. &lt;i&gt;thank God&lt;/i&gt;. well, basically, i was towards the last person to take the laluan, and &lt;i&gt;thankfully&lt;/i&gt;, it went well too. and the JPJ testing me on the road today was &lt;i&gt;cute&lt;/i&gt;, seriously. he reminds me of Theo! &lt;i&gt;la laa.&lt;/i&gt; so ... the overall results is ... &lt;strong&gt;i passed ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SebzAzKxiBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/umdy8Jz4HlA/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SebzAzKxiBI/AAAAAAAAAPo/umdy8Jz4HlA/s320/%5Bswitah%5D362.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325210804473137170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lets celebrate ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;listen, and reflect&lt;br /&gt;around you, there are voices&lt;br /&gt;the sounds of nature&lt;br /&gt;its beauty&lt;br /&gt;this is a gift from above&lt;br /&gt;it guides you, it fills your inner being&lt;br /&gt;its the window that captures&lt;br /&gt;our souls&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4382223892085214154?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4382223892085214154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/gahh-day-day-gahh-today-is-day-freakyy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4382223892085214154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4382223892085214154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/gahh-day-day-gahh-today-is-day-freakyy.html' title='gahh ! the DAY the DAY | spinny spinny ! oh gosh !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeZrTxDbA1I/AAAAAAAAAPY/xOz_4LimQQA/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D457.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7326681681763653008</id><published>2009-04-15T08:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:15:24.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am still exhausted . gahh ! | here again . nah nah nah ! (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8.35am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am still exhausted . gahh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here ye here ye! its 8.35am, and i just finished showering. yeah, so, as always, im &lt;i&gt;too lazy&lt;/i&gt; to get out of the room and grab breakfast. so ill just bum around in the room first. so yeah, class is at 10am, so i have to wait for my tutor to &lt;i&gt;pick me up&lt;/i&gt;. the nerve, im just wasting bucks just adding hours with my tutor. ==| idiote idiote idiote! oh well. fuhh. i hope i don't fail JPJ! oh, gawd! i will &lt;i&gt;cry&lt;/i&gt;, seriously, i will. although Angel tried her very best to convince me that i wouldnt, cause she already get her license (==| to that!), still, &lt;i&gt;JPJ tests&lt;/i&gt; are freaking creepy! and its soooo damn expensive if you want to resit it. goodness goodness! anyhoos, i have to stop being lazy and get to the breakfast table. there might not be any food left. &lt;i&gt;boo hoo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeUtTQpcKvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lU8gUSz0Ldw/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeUtTQpcKvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lU8gUSz0Ldw/s320/DSC00005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324711943345023730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mini teri , seriously !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;don't tell me what im feeling is not there&lt;br /&gt;don't tell me that all these are just lies; and hopes&lt;br /&gt;i know this is real&lt;br /&gt;i know that somehow, i feel in my guts&lt;br /&gt;that i was meant to feel all these&lt;br /&gt;all these feelings&lt;br /&gt;as if God is putting me to the test&lt;br /&gt;to see how far my love can reach out&lt;br /&gt;to all who i cared for so very much&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.54pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here again . nah nah nah ! (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, you guessed it. i just came back from driving class. it was great, just &lt;i&gt;great&lt;/i&gt;, yeah? with the kancil! ugh. i hope its ok with the proton saga tomorrow. yes, you heard me. &lt;i&gt;JPJ test&lt;/i&gt; tomorrow. teacher say the sooner i get it, the better. fuh. okok. ill boost up my confidence. yes yes i will. (: didnt bring the camera along today cause, &lt;i&gt;duh&lt;/i&gt; i was driving. i cant ask my tutor to take pictures, now can i? (: oh, and yeah, i &lt;i&gt;drove&lt;/i&gt; from home to JPJ Office! wow, huh? and dear thought that i drove alone again. he was like &lt;i&gt;'so far? you drove alone ka?'&lt;/i&gt; hehe. so adorable! and he was so blur just now too. he thought today was JPJ test &lt;i&gt;padahal&lt;/i&gt; today's just a class; last class actually. so yeah. i must bring &lt;i&gt;RM270&lt;/i&gt;; my original &lt;i&gt;I&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;C&lt;/i&gt;; my original &lt;i&gt;L license&lt;/i&gt; and also a &lt;i&gt;photo&lt;/i&gt; for my P license later. it was good, overall. im satisfied, and confident enough. just pray that tomorrow would be as good as today too. &lt;i&gt;praise God!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeVqPvLYQyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UY7S0ILmjPY/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeVqPvLYQyI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/UY7S0ILmjPY/s320/DSC00292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324778953030255394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;enough is enough i said&lt;br /&gt;i know that you were there&lt;br /&gt;i know you were the one who open my eyes&lt;br /&gt;to see the world and yes&lt;br /&gt;i know you were always there by my side&lt;br /&gt;but leave me be&lt;br /&gt;leave my back&lt;br /&gt;i cant go back to the way we were before&lt;br /&gt;cant you see its the past?&lt;br /&gt;it takes time&lt;br /&gt;only time can tell&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7326681681763653008?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7326681681763653008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-still-exhausted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7326681681763653008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7326681681763653008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/am-still-exhausted.html' title='am still exhausted . gahh ! | here again . nah nah nah ! (:'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeUtTQpcKvI/AAAAAAAAAPI/lU8gUSz0Ldw/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6753041176149077955</id><published>2009-04-14T23:30:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:15:13.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired ! ugh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.30pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired ! ugh .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another really really tiring day, for me especially. i was out half of the day, and half of the day, i stayed at home. yeah, what i do &lt;i&gt;best&lt;/i&gt;, yeah? bum around and craving for dear. wonder when was the last time i met him. what? last month? yeah, i guess that was it. and mum's leaving for &lt;i&gt;Philippines&lt;/i&gt; on Thurs. yipee joy joy. 5 days alone at home with dad. seriously, i don't get him. he's scary. yes he is. so today's post is going to be short, cause im really really tired. and i have driving class again tomorrow morning. ugh. &lt;i&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeSthvkg3EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/32Xydwatpws/s1600-h/DSC00208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeSthvkg3EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/32Xydwatpws/s320/DSC00208.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324571454675672130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; he rocks my socks ! (: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;strum the strings, make a humming noise&lt;br /&gt;and tell me what each note represents&lt;br /&gt;the happiness ; guilt ; hurt ; fear&lt;br /&gt;but alas, all of this doesnt matter&lt;br /&gt;as long as you got hold of the guitar&lt;br /&gt;you got hold of the keys&lt;br /&gt;everything's going to be alright&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6753041176149077955?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6753041176149077955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-ugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6753041176149077955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6753041176149077955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-ugh.html' title='tired ! ugh .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeSthvkg3EI/AAAAAAAAAPA/32Xydwatpws/s72-c/DSC00208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8450803728299552876</id><published>2009-04-13T12:24:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:15:03.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tagged . gahh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.24pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tagged . gahh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rules:&lt;br /&gt;1. Upload a recent picture of yourself. It has to be recent!&lt;br /&gt;2. Pick five friends and colour their names differently before answering any questions.&lt;br /&gt;(You must use the colour accordingly; Blue, Orange, Yellow, Green, Purple)&lt;br /&gt;3. Answer all questions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeZzivba1EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ouU0mCixV6I/s1600-h/DSC00054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeZzivba1EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ouU0mCixV6I/s320/DSC00054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325070650096407618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Dear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Orange&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Theo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Yellow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Mariel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;Clifford&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Purple&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;Camron&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What is your full name?&lt;i&gt; Teresita Bernadette Adele Majanil&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How many siblings do you have and name their names. (First name only) &lt;i&gt;// Tess // Anselm // Tressa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Which school are you in now? &lt;i&gt;Just graduated&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. How tall are you? &lt;i&gt;154 cm (Short, I know)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you were to be dared, and you were to dare yourself, what would you do?  &lt;i&gt;Go bunjee jumping! (Is that how you spell it?) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Tell me a joke. &lt;i&gt;I am here; and not there. GET IT? xD [comments to Chelle &lt;3)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Name me one of your favourite fruits. &lt;i&gt;HONEYDEWWW!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you wish to do now? &lt;i&gt;I wish to hug dear with all my might :D &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Would you ever wear gold? &lt;i&gt;Yeah, but I prefer white gold&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What's the stupid-est thing you've done? &lt;i&gt;Screaming all of a sudden till the girl next to me (unknown person) got shocked ==&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you work out? &lt;i&gt;Yeah, I do.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Name a cartoon character you like. &lt;i&gt;Spongebob!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What kind of pet would you have now? &lt;i&gt;None&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Tell us one true fact about yourself. &lt;i&gt;I'm more comfortable around boys then girls &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. We want to know a secret. &lt;i&gt;I was bi before&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you love Blue? &lt;i&gt; ??? A stupid question! Of courseeee! I love him sooo muchh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Did you ever lied to Green? &lt;i&gt;Nope. (:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Tell us something about Orange. &lt;i&gt;He's the person I trust the most, other than dear, of course! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is yellow's favourite colour? &lt;i&gt;Orange&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Is purple funny? &lt;i&gt;Camron's hilarious! (: You cant stop laughing whenever you're around him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Would you dance with Blue? &lt;i&gt;Hahaha! I would. I don't think he would though.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you tell Yellow anything? &lt;i&gt;Yes, I would. (: She's the first girl I can totally relate to&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Will you do stupid things with Green? &lt;i&gt;Yes, I would.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. If you were to buy Purple an animal, what would it be? &lt;i&gt;A chameleon! He always wanted one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is Orange real name? &lt;i&gt;Theodore Timothy Pianzin&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys! I did this survey out of &lt;i&gt;total boredom.&lt;/i&gt; Cleaning stuff out of my lappie, so yeah. Still ... Bored! (: So, I hope you guys enjoy this survey! I'll tag anyone who wants to do it. So yeah. Ta taa! I'm gonna meet &lt;i&gt;Clifford&lt;/i&gt; at his place later. We're going &lt;i&gt;swimming&lt;/i&gt;! He still wants to go, even if its raining. ==|| Crazy dude! &lt;i&gt;(That I love)&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/tired-ugh.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8450803728299552876?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8450803728299552876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/rules-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8450803728299552876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8450803728299552876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/rules-1.html' title='tagged . gahh !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SeZzivba1EI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ouU0mCixV6I/s72-c/DSC00054.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5890659133028465037</id><published>2009-04-12T23:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:14:52.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy Easter , everyone !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.16pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy Easter , everyone !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. today is Easter. well, today was a really really &lt;i&gt;busy&lt;/i&gt; day. today is my grandma's &lt;i&gt;one year&lt;/i&gt; anniversary too. there was a beach outing in Tg. Aru, and there was mass at home that night. went to her &lt;i&gt;grave&lt;/i&gt; in the morning and prayed for her. came home, and got ready for the outing. i took pictures almost of &lt;i&gt;everybody&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;everything&lt;/i&gt;, and there was hardly any pictures of me. &lt;i&gt;that night&lt;/i&gt; we have mass at home. i played the organ ; Aunt Dyon played the piano ; and Unc Melvin played the guitar. it was a success, and all the practices are worth it. &lt;i&gt;God&lt;/i&gt; was on our side during the whole mass. we didn't have any obvious mistakes and Father Felix &lt;i&gt;commented&lt;/i&gt; on our choir. he &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; did actually. the house will be totally emptied only i think later, at 11.45pm, because relatives are &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; here. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef3dPALfLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HGAlA1Hrwpc/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef3dPALfLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HGAlA1Hrwpc/s320/DSC00170.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325497166004452530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isnt life just beautiful?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the sun rays shines upon nature.&lt;br /&gt;its beauty, with its voice and tranquility&lt;br /&gt;nature grows in mids of negative feelings&lt;br /&gt;we are one with nature's natural beauty&lt;br /&gt;adapting to the world of much to happen&lt;br /&gt;our voice becomes one with its voice&lt;br /&gt;and our beauty becomes one with its beauty&lt;br /&gt;stay with me, and embrace&lt;br /&gt;what life holds&lt;br /&gt;hidden in the beauty we see&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5890659133028465037?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5890659133028465037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5890659133028465037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5890659133028465037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/11.html' title='happy Easter , everyone !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef3dPALfLI/AAAAAAAAAQI/HGAlA1Hrwpc/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-1562930707758391658</id><published>2009-04-11T15:55:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:14:40.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>especially to my big boy . love youu !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.55pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;especially to my big boy . love youu ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its just &lt;i&gt;faith&lt;/i&gt; that we meet, and its just a &lt;i&gt;phase&lt;/i&gt; when we fall, but we can make this &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;; till forever's &lt;i&gt;not enough&lt;/i&gt; for us. it may be just the &lt;i&gt;beginning&lt;/i&gt;; and we may think more &lt;i&gt;ahead&lt;/i&gt;, but with our love so great, it will overcome everything, and anything. &lt;i&gt;tell&lt;/i&gt; me, baby; whisper &lt;i&gt;softly&lt;/i&gt; to my ears, and tell me that you &lt;i&gt;will&lt;/i&gt; be there. to be that &lt;i&gt;umbrella&lt;/i&gt; that shelters me from harm, to be that &lt;i&gt;rope&lt;/i&gt; so i can climb back up when i fall, to be that &lt;i&gt;handkerchief&lt;/i&gt; that dries up my running tears, to be that &lt;i&gt;angel&lt;/i&gt; that accompanies me through my life, to be that &lt;i&gt;memory&lt;/i&gt; that will forever play-backed in my head. no matter how much &lt;i&gt;kisses&lt;/i&gt; you shower upon me, no matter how many &lt;i&gt;roses&lt;/i&gt; i receive, and no matter how many &lt;i&gt;times&lt;/i&gt; you hug me, it still cant compare to that particular look in your eyes, that said &lt;i&gt;'trust me dear. take my hand; and we'll journey down this road of life, only me and you, nothing else'&lt;/i&gt;. it sucks to not see you &lt;i&gt;everyday&lt;/i&gt;, cause you leave me &lt;i&gt;hanging&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;craving&lt;/i&gt; for you; like a drug. the calculations of &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; goes a little something like &lt;i&gt;this&lt;/i&gt;; take &lt;i&gt;two people&lt;/i&gt;, subtract the &lt;i&gt;fights&lt;/i&gt;, times the &lt;i&gt;trust&lt;/i&gt;, divide the &lt;i&gt;responsibilities&lt;/i&gt;, add the &lt;i&gt;mutual understandings&lt;/i&gt; and you'll get &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt;. it doesnt matter if you dont &lt;i&gt;spend time&lt;/i&gt;with me, or &lt;i&gt;give me gifts&lt;/i&gt;; but as long as you learn to &lt;i&gt;love me for me&lt;/i&gt;, that all that matters; (although some gifts would be &lt;i&gt;nice&lt;/i&gt;) &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt; love; i do miss, care, adore, appreciate, protect, love, understand, trust and love you, but dear, &lt;i&gt;n o&lt;/i&gt; words in the dictionary could explain this great feeling i have &lt;i&gt;whenever im with you&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SefqQOnao-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/rgfm-x8lK2E/s1600-h/DSC00085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SefqQOnao-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/rgfm-x8lK2E/s320/DSC00085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325482648911127522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a beautiful memory&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the justifications to life&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the ornaments of life i hold&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;oh, how wonderful life is with an angel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;and no possible stuff matters more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yet determination to move on and reflect&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we learn one fact&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and that is, love can conquer everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-1562930707758391658?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/1562930707758391658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/especially-to-you-big-boy-enjoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1562930707758391658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1562930707758391658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/especially-to-you-big-boy-enjoy.html' title='especially to my big boy . love youu !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SefqQOnao-I/AAAAAAAAAQA/rgfm-x8lK2E/s72-c/DSC00085.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2745196778395681778</id><published>2009-04-10T12:07:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:14:26.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>S K U L L C A N D Y is love !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.07pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S K U L L C A N D Y is love ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;ive gotten &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;new&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt; headphones from Cebu. and its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;SKULLCANDY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; yay! i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;love love love love&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; it. its 2500 Pesos, so around here is about rm240? i think. i wanted to buy the all-white one, but its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4500 Pesos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. i was like ' o.0" ' and 'ugh, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nevermind&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;' kinda expression. was looking through their websites, and they got cool headphones and earphones. even mine, Mariel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;helped picked it out, and Andrew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; showed me the shop. (: wanna take a look? &lt;i&gt;click&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255); font-weight: normal;" href="http://www.skullcandy.com/"&gt;http://www.skullcandy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. i guess this brand of electronics, you couldnt find around here in KK, but im not sure about KL tho. my friend has this headphones years back. it was an all black one. been wanting one ever since. guess one thing is completed on my wish list. there's still two more items more to go. (: yes yes &lt;i&gt;yes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;!! i was looking through the ILC pics, and i saw pics i took with &lt;i&gt;Theo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;. i adore him, &lt;i&gt;seriously&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;i do. and saw pics of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kevin, Mariel, Marie, Ernest, Arren&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; and more ILC mates. couldnt name all tho. us foreign delegates are 80 altogether. im so missing everyone and the times we spend there. &lt;i&gt;i do, i do!!!!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef64-ojq4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/srfRzrH9-z0/s1600-h/DSC09929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef64-ojq4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/srfRzrH9-z0/s320/DSC09929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325500941181627266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my best friend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when you left me&lt;br /&gt;with all the bitter memories&lt;br /&gt;i tell you solemnly&lt;br /&gt;this duet is incomplete without you&lt;br /&gt;your voice, and my voice&lt;br /&gt;it just goes well together&lt;br /&gt;same goes as to this relationship&lt;br /&gt;no one's voice can be perfect in this duet&lt;br /&gt;only yours could&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2745196778395681778?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2745196778395681778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/omgee-picture-on-left-is-something-ive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2745196778395681778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2745196778395681778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/omgee-picture-on-left-is-something-ive.html' title='S K U L L C A N D Y is love !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef64-ojq4I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/srfRzrH9-z0/s72-c/DSC09929.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-1779095155061439744</id><published>2009-04-09T00:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:14:12.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i seriously need some sleep . gahh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.09am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i seriously need some sleep . gahh .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im missing everyone so utterly badly especially JR, Marie, Mariel, LJ, Ernest, Arren and Andrew from the &lt;i&gt;ILC&lt;/i&gt;. gahh! i do miss them &lt;i&gt;hell&lt;/i&gt; lots. went to eat in Likas Sq today; and we ate &lt;i&gt;Korean&lt;/i&gt; for the first time. but nah, i didnt eat. wanted to wait for Anselm (which &lt;i&gt;apparently&lt;/i&gt; ate already in school so i have to eat alone in mah fan store; 1 Borneo). the reason why we went to Likas Sq is because that &lt;i&gt;Agie&lt;/i&gt; wanted to go visit Alvira, since they are on school holiday. but then, Agie was left all &lt;i&gt;alone&lt;/i&gt;, so yeah, rushed back to get her. i slept right after i came back home and &lt;i&gt;now&lt;/i&gt; im already drowsing. ughh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef_cHPk-wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Aib8KVcVr3I/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef_cHPk-wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Aib8KVcVr3I/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325505942834707202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mirrorific effects&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am the reflection of a girl in another mirror&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-1779095155061439744?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/1779095155061439744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-sorry-that-i-didnt-update-for.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1779095155061439744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1779095155061439744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-so-sorry-that-i-didnt-update-for.html' title='i seriously need some sleep . gahh .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sef_cHPk-wI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Aib8KVcVr3I/s72-c/DSC00014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6857917015276606058</id><published>2009-04-08T20:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:14:02.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seriously , im so tired .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8.25pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seriously , im so tired .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gah!&lt;/i&gt; ... &lt;i&gt;ugh!&lt;/i&gt; ... i need sleep. seriously, i do. ive been sleeping the whole day today, and yet, its not enough for me. i better SMSed my tutor on my next driving class, or maybe i could just sleep again and &lt;i&gt;SMS&lt;/i&gt; her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegFf10qeWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Xg0cxxIzwlY/s1600-h/%28823%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegFf10qeWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Xg0cxxIzwlY/s320/%28823%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325512603947661666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleep is gooood! (clif took this pic!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;as the sun rises above those mountains&lt;br /&gt;sun rays brighten my day&lt;br /&gt;birds chirping around and the breeze blew away&lt;br /&gt;i look around, and i see you&lt;br /&gt;laying on the green grass, beside me&lt;br /&gt;another beautiful day came&lt;br /&gt;because you're here with me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6857917015276606058?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6857917015276606058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6857917015276606058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6857917015276606058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/8.html' title='seriously , im so tired .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegFf10qeWI/AAAAAAAAAQs/Xg0cxxIzwlY/s72-c/%28823%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-255323688495081494</id><published>2009-04-07T11:25:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:13:49.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah . home sweet home . | all i want is s l e e p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.25am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ah . home sweet home .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, the first night sleeping on &lt;i&gt;my bed&lt;/i&gt;, in &lt;i&gt;my room&lt;/i&gt;, in &lt;i&gt;my house!&lt;/i&gt;. yeah, i just woke up. i have to do some unpacking now, but i think ill &lt;i&gt;update later&lt;/i&gt; on how things are. ta taa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegH7W2OU6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LVQu8o_UjQE/s1600-h/DSC09767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegH7W2OU6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LVQu8o_UjQE/s320/DSC09767.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325515275692299170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; still in one piece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;you should travel and see the world&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of every aspects&lt;br /&gt;just beneath those camera lenses&lt;br /&gt;the culture, the people, the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;yes, its a good experience&lt;br /&gt;its a good exposure&lt;br /&gt;for young ones&lt;br /&gt;who doesn't like to come out often&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.35pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; all i want is s l e e p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did a &lt;i&gt;few&lt;/i&gt; unpacking, and yes, im feeling so drowsy. its like being &lt;i&gt;dipped&lt;/i&gt; into the cold cold water on a really hot day. you just want to stay in the &lt;i&gt;water&lt;/i&gt;. that's how sleepy i feel. i want to stay &lt;i&gt;asleep&lt;/i&gt;. im going to put a 'do not disturb' sign on my door for four days, so i can sleep in &lt;i&gt;peace&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegKRwu-50I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QzaTdyds4Oc/s1600-h/wall_leathercouch300w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 242px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegKRwu-50I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/QzaTdyds4Oc/s320/wall_leathercouch300w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325517859621627714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;snooze away and dream&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some say dreams are wishes&lt;br /&gt;longings of a person&lt;br /&gt;it'll be in their head the whole day&lt;br /&gt;even in their sleep&lt;br /&gt;some say dreams are God's willing for you&lt;br /&gt;and that is what God's plan&lt;br /&gt;for you in your life&lt;br /&gt;but for me&lt;br /&gt;its a sign, a gift&lt;br /&gt;visions of the future; in certain events&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-255323688495081494?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/255323688495081494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/11_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/255323688495081494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/255323688495081494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/11_07.html' title='ah . home sweet home . | all i want is s l e e p'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegH7W2OU6I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/LVQu8o_UjQE/s72-c/DSC09767.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7597243649773730187</id><published>2009-04-06T20:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:13:39.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>now , in Manila | waiting to board . gahh ! | backed to KK bebeh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.35am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now , in Manila&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the day we leave for &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. yes, we are going home. now i'm outside of Yellow Cab, in MOA &lt;i&gt;(Mall of Asia)&lt;/i&gt;. the shopping mall is just huge, seriously. its 1 Borneo x 3! i can detect slight connection of Wi-Fi here, so i took the opportunity to update. walked in that huge mall just now and im already feeling &lt;i&gt;so tired&lt;/i&gt;. the rest left to shop, again. Aunt Mon is here, with me. it was chaos this morning. we're &lt;i&gt;suppose&lt;/i&gt; to leave the hotel at 5am, but everyone &lt;i&gt;woke up&lt;/i&gt; at 5am. man, we were rushing. but thank God, we manage to check in the airport before &lt;i&gt;6.30am&lt;/i&gt;. we said our goodbyes to &lt;i&gt;Andrew&lt;/i&gt; before leaving for the airport, and to &lt;i&gt;Mariel&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Arren&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Bin&lt;/i&gt; at the airport as we are in different flights to Manila. Mariel and i didn't even have time to shower, cause we didn't shower yesterday too! we stink, and we're sleepy. the guys will be back soon, so that's all, &lt;i&gt;for now&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegZB7fiYhI/AAAAAAAAARU/xry8W-Dxaa8/s1600-h/DSC09963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegZB7fiYhI/AAAAAAAAARU/xry8W-Dxaa8/s320/DSC09963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325534080306143762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the two (stinky yet sleepy) girls at the airport&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;honestly, you're the first girl i can relate to&lt;br /&gt;everything about me, i told you&lt;br /&gt;although i knew you only few hours, few days&lt;br /&gt;and now, back home&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing you so badly&lt;br /&gt;the times we talked, the times we laugh together&lt;br /&gt;there's a starting of a good friendship&lt;br /&gt;and i hope it'll last&lt;br /&gt;till the very end&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dedicated to Marie &amp;amp; Mariel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;i&gt;2.05pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; waiting to board . gahh ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to get back &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. well, not entirely. i still havent see lots of Philippines, but, yeah, time to &lt;i&gt;leave&lt;/i&gt;. there's slight airport Wi-Fi connection here, so ill hurry and update before it dies, cause its &lt;i&gt;MEGA&lt;/i&gt; slow. gahh! anyway, we ate ice cream &lt;i&gt;(cheese!)&lt;/i&gt; yeah, cheese. its really nice! but i ate choc sundae before that, so i couldnt take a whole lot. just a &lt;i&gt;lick&lt;/i&gt; on Theo's ice cream. its &lt;i&gt;good!&lt;/i&gt; so we checked in and everything is fine. &lt;i&gt;Manson's&lt;/i&gt; looking through the ILC pics in my lappie, so im gonna hand it over to him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegbhfFSV5I/AAAAAAAAARc/4ZqmIDoawmI/s1600-h/DSC09772.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegbhfFSV5I/AAAAAAAAARc/4ZqmIDoawmI/s320/DSC09772.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325536821458917266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the biggest 'no parking' sign ive ever seen!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;its for the aeroplanes&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8.54pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;backed to KK bebeh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just came back. i need a really &lt;i&gt;long shower&lt;/i&gt; and an amazing &lt;i&gt;long nap&lt;/i&gt;. yes, i called dear, and he knows im &lt;i&gt;home safely&lt;/i&gt;. and dear, &lt;i&gt;happy two months&lt;/i&gt;, yeah? sorry we cant celebrate it as special as how we claimed it special. not our time yet, &lt;i&gt;i guess&lt;/i&gt;. anyways, yeah. &lt;strong&gt;ILC mates&lt;/strong&gt;? add me in &lt;i&gt;Facebook&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;MSN&lt;/i&gt; or whatever you guys (and girls) have, yeah? sat next to &lt;i&gt;Theo&lt;/i&gt; throughout the whole flight, and he spent me &lt;i&gt;dinner&lt;/i&gt;. thank you so much, Theo. &lt;i&gt;love you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegNKklW4yI/AAAAAAAAARM/_4rDAIXqLdY/s1600-h/DSC09965.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegNKklW4yI/AAAAAAAAARM/_4rDAIXqLdY/s320/DSC09965.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325521034635830050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my partner in crime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[t] can be teller, trustworthy and tall&lt;br /&gt;his figure, speech and trust wins hearts of many&lt;br /&gt;[h]? talking about heroic&lt;br /&gt;not in saving damsels nonsense&lt;br /&gt;but saving his mates from massive problems&lt;br /&gt;[e] is for exotic and exciting&lt;br /&gt;someone like him, you'll never get bored of&lt;br /&gt;and finally ...&lt;br /&gt;[o]? one word. oblivious.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, he's perfect. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and i love him for who he is&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7597243649773730187?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7597243649773730187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/backed-to-kk-bebeh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7597243649773730187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7597243649773730187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/backed-to-kk-bebeh.html' title='now , in Manila | waiting to board . gahh ! | backed to KK bebeh !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegZB7fiYhI/AAAAAAAAARU/xry8W-Dxaa8/s72-c/DSC09963.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-1490114702576173098</id><published>2009-04-05T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:13:24.794+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last day of ilc | OMGee ! ILAYA !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.35pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the last day of ilc&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &lt;i&gt;NO&lt;/i&gt;! sniff sniff. ILC has officially been closed by a prayer over everyone in the Stadium. &lt;i&gt;first&lt;/i&gt;, over the brothers, &lt;i&gt;second&lt;/i&gt;, over all the sisters present there, &lt;i&gt;then&lt;/i&gt;, to the full-time workers all over the world. we have a &lt;i&gt;massive&lt;/i&gt; praise and worship session before that, and man, it was &lt;i&gt;S O&lt;/i&gt; hot. and it was only 9am! Mariel borrowed me sunnies of hers, and its huge! i shared umbrella (Theo's) with &lt;i&gt;Mariel&lt;/i&gt; at first; then when we changed place, i shared it with &lt;i&gt;Kevin&lt;/i&gt;. after that, when its time to say goodbye, &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt;, all 9000 people, started taking pictures! we, the &lt;i&gt;Malaysians&lt;/i&gt;, were holding our flag, and the locals want to take pictures with us. we're like total &lt;i&gt;celebrities&lt;/i&gt;. but it was a bummer that the Singaporeans have to leave already. that &lt;i&gt;sucks&lt;/i&gt;, you guys! we get to stay one more night in the hotel with &lt;i&gt;Arren&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;Bin&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;Mariel&lt;/i&gt;. we convinced &lt;i&gt;Andrew&lt;/i&gt; to stay with us too. we're going off soon for a trip to see the &lt;i&gt;Magellan Cross&lt;/i&gt;, and we're off to Ilaya Mall after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehAEJFbqCI/AAAAAAAAARk/ps3_ZHd6xI8/s1600-h/DSC00803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehAEJFbqCI/AAAAAAAAARk/ps3_ZHd6xI8/s320/DSC00803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325576999267969058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the V I Ps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;not for what you've done&lt;br /&gt;i stand here praising You&lt;br /&gt;for who You are&lt;br /&gt;my God and only,&lt;br /&gt;its the freedom You give&lt;br /&gt;i choose the path You take&lt;br /&gt;Jesus!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pre-chorus of All For You&lt;br /&gt;(YFC Ori Song)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.35am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMGee ! ILAYA !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from the &lt;i&gt;Magellan Cross&lt;/i&gt; and that magnificent trip to &lt;i&gt;Ilaya Mall&lt;/i&gt;! oh gosh. what a day. Arren, Bin, their couple coordinators and our couple coordinator (Aunt Mon &amp;amp; Unc Geoffrey) have to go for &lt;i&gt;Palm Sunday&lt;/i&gt; mass, so we went to &lt;i&gt;Jollibee&lt;/i&gt; to grab lunch. then we went to the Magellan Cross and took lots and &lt;i&gt;lots&lt;/i&gt; of pictures. then, when we went back to the church, we did this thing that we can &lt;i&gt;make a wish with a candle&lt;/i&gt;. nice eyy? and i took this really really nice photo of the candles. then, we went back to the Magellan Cross and met with the &lt;i&gt;Guam&lt;/i&gt; people. and then, we took some random pics all over. it was &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;/i&gt;. when we reached &lt;i&gt;Ilaya Mall&lt;/i&gt;, Bin, Mariel and i have to wait for the rest as we arrived there earlier than them. we were &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt; all around the mall, and we had so much fun. we took alot of pictures, we chanted the &lt;i&gt;YFC chant&lt;/i&gt; everytime we see a YFC pass by, and we just acted like total mad people going into stores and &lt;i&gt;taking pictures with mannequins and posters&lt;/i&gt;. on the way back, &lt;i&gt;Theo's&lt;/i&gt; cab was really late, but arrived safely as they took a different cab. then, we ate &lt;i&gt;B A L U T&lt;/i&gt;! balut is abnormal chick, eaten from the egg after 16 days it was growing. its &lt;i&gt;delish!&lt;/i&gt;. even Aunt Mon ate it! everyone is &lt;i&gt;sleeping over&lt;/i&gt; Mariel's and my room tonight. time for bed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehFg0HSiKI/AAAAAAAAARs/weckXzUe5OU/s1600-h/SDC10608+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehFg0HSiKI/AAAAAAAAARs/weckXzUe5OU/s320/SDC10608+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325582989412960418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the crazy nuttys (joey, the photographer)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the memories keep coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;again and again&lt;br /&gt;the way we laugh, we ran, we talked&lt;br /&gt;wish that moment will last for long&lt;br /&gt;but it has to end&lt;br /&gt;as tomorrow we'll be leaving&lt;br /&gt;not meeting each other for a long time&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-1490114702576173098?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/1490114702576173098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day-of-ilc-omgee-ilaya.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1490114702576173098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1490114702576173098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/last-day-of-ilc-omgee-ilaya.html' title='the last day of ilc | OMGee ! ILAYA !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehAEJFbqCI/AAAAAAAAARk/ps3_ZHd6xI8/s72-c/DSC00803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7977960760668659175</id><published>2009-04-04T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:13:12.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ta daa ! the second day of ILC .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.55pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ta daa ! the second day of ILC .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a &lt;i&gt;hectic&lt;/i&gt; day. still, its so hot in the morning, ate our breakfast and went to our workshops. all of us signed up for &lt;i&gt;praise&lt;/i&gt; for our first workshop. we were suppose to &lt;i&gt;compose&lt;/i&gt; a praise song, but the guy and girl at our table did it all on their own. i thought that this workshop is suppose to &lt;i&gt;teach us&lt;/i&gt; on how to write songs, not to teach us how to just sit there and &lt;i&gt;let both of you do it&lt;/i&gt;! seriously, i was so pissed during that time. then, we ate our lunch. i ate lunch twice, and for the &lt;i&gt;second round&lt;/i&gt;, JR sat next to me, and we talked. after eating, i catch up with the guys (which were talking to Kuya Kirby; and the members of the &lt;i&gt;Joshua&lt;/i&gt; band). i was like 'OMGee! we're &lt;i&gt;actually&lt;/i&gt; talking to them.' for those who don't know,&lt;i&gt;Joshua Band&lt;/i&gt; is the band that performs the original YFC songs at the &lt;i&gt;Woodstruck Conference&lt;/i&gt; and we actually &lt;i&gt;took pictures&lt;/i&gt; with them. how awesome! then, we went to our second workshop, &lt;i&gt;blog out&lt;/i&gt;. Manson went to &lt;i&gt;exhort&lt;/i&gt;. blog out workshop is actually not bad on what they're trying to teach everyone there, but its all in Tagalog, &lt;i&gt;Theo and i&lt;/i&gt; slept! we couldnt understand a simple word. anyways, after that, we went for mass, and &lt;i&gt;OMG&lt;/i&gt;, the homily was &lt;i&gt;SO LONG&lt;/i&gt;! i slept, as usual. then after that, we had praise and worship, then, a &lt;i&gt;Forgive &amp;amp; Focus&lt;/i&gt; session started. there were all these touching sharings on how God changed their lives. and we actually saw a guy strumming a guitar &lt;i&gt;without his left palm and fingers&lt;/i&gt;. yes, you heard me. &lt;i&gt;WITHOUT&lt;/i&gt; it. he's born like that, but he still get to learn how to play the guitar. we just came back from that &lt;i&gt;most tiring day&lt;/i&gt;, but surprisingly, everyone is still &lt;i&gt;hyped up&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehNNQGuizI/AAAAAAAAAR0/uvAw_12rnOo/s1600-h/DSC07295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehNNQGuizI/AAAAAAAAAR0/uvAw_12rnOo/s320/DSC07295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325591449422433074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gahh . i love him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; and i hope he does back&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7977960760668659175?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7977960760668659175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ta-daa-second-day-of-ilc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7977960760668659175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7977960760668659175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/ta-daa-second-day-of-ilc.html' title='ta daa ! the second day of ILC .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehNNQGuizI/AAAAAAAAAR0/uvAw_12rnOo/s72-c/DSC07295.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5184379541970894134</id><published>2009-04-03T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:12:59.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the start of the M O S T exciting thing ever ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.24pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the start of the M O S T exciting event ever ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is the &lt;i&gt;day&lt;/i&gt; ILC starts. we were formed into our groups. and &lt;i&gt;JR&lt;/i&gt; made me leader. &lt;i&gt;OK?&lt;/i&gt; we have sports competition at this elementary school, so we rode a &lt;i&gt;'jip ne'&lt;/i&gt; (a mini bus there in Phils) from the complex to the elementary school. those who didnt have much to do, like us, we just sat there, watched, walk around, but food and water, and yeah. i bought Tess this &lt;i&gt;blue bracelet&lt;/i&gt; with her name on it. followed &lt;i&gt;Marie&lt;/i&gt; to watched the guys play abit and met up with Theo at the shirt stand because he bought our &lt;i&gt;ILC tshirts&lt;/i&gt; for us. sweet huh? he is afraid later it'll &lt;i&gt;finish&lt;/i&gt;. that is the VERY first time i talked to &lt;i&gt;LJ&lt;/i&gt;. that boy really reminds me of Tan. Marie has to go back to the hotel to shower cause her time of the month came &lt;i&gt;unexpectedly&lt;/i&gt;. we had a parade! we walked, i think, about 10 KM to the complex through all the &lt;i&gt;Cebu&lt;/i&gt; residents there. they took lots of pictures with the &lt;i&gt;foreign delegates&lt;/i&gt; cause we're not from around there. then after finish, we had mass, and our first talk. that was the first time i talked to &lt;i&gt;Kevin&lt;/i&gt;. you're quiet, dude! and also to this little dude, &lt;i&gt;Daniel&lt;/i&gt;; also known as &lt;i&gt;Toyol&lt;/i&gt;! i sat with Kevin the whole night during the &lt;i&gt;first night&lt;/i&gt;. he's nice, yeah, he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehV00fW5KI/AAAAAAAAAR8/99Z6DADaoFY/s1600-h/n688285010_2911793_7917862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehV00fW5KI/AAAAAAAAAR8/99Z6DADaoFY/s320/n688285010_2911793_7917862.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325600925297337506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YFC come on, step up! Move forward!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Move to the groove; Christ is the prize&lt;br /&gt;YFC; Forward in Christ!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5184379541970894134?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5184379541970894134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/start-of-m-o-s-t-exciting-thing-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5184379541970894134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5184379541970894134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/start-of-m-o-s-t-exciting-thing-ever.html' title='the start of the M O S T exciting thing ever ! ! !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SehV00fW5KI/AAAAAAAAAR8/99Z6DADaoFY/s72-c/n688285010_2911793_7917862.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6112488729133449970</id><published>2009-04-01T10:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:00:23.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what is inside my head ? ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.44am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; what is inside my head ? ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;it's just another &lt;i&gt;boring day&lt;/i&gt;. i was just thinking on my future. how i want to face people out there, and how i want to carry on in life. &lt;i&gt;im weird&lt;/i&gt;, i tell you that now. i have really &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; obsessions; even dear thinks im going nuts at times. i don't care &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt; what people think about me, my relationship with dear, and how i run my life on my own. some people think its wrong to be that way, but i think its just &lt;i&gt;self-respect&lt;/i&gt;. of course, i'm polite, graceful and poise, at times, but &lt;i&gt;no one's&lt;/i&gt; perfect. i have my flaws. this is the &lt;i&gt;real me&lt;/i&gt;. a loud, active girl, who loves being around her family and friends. yes, im &lt;i&gt;obsessed&lt;/i&gt; with numbers, and yes, my friends are mostly guys, but is it &lt;i&gt;wrong&lt;/i&gt;? i can relate to guys because in a way, im like them. im &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; those typical girls who are into labels and fashion, who tries their best to stay away from the sun. no, im not like that &lt;i&gt;at all&lt;/i&gt;. i prefer wearing jeans than skirts / dresses (&lt;i&gt;unless i have to&lt;/i&gt;), im adventurous and sporty, so i &lt;i&gt;dont care&lt;/i&gt; whether i get dark or not, sometimes im really &lt;i&gt;loud&lt;/i&gt; and i act &lt;i&gt;crazy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;, but i can still come to my senses. i am still human. i still have feelings. now you know the real me, &lt;i&gt;feel free to talk&lt;/i&gt;, cause somehow my ears shut their entrance down against those words. i &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; it the way i am. i know my &lt;i&gt;true friends&lt;/i&gt; stands by me and tolerates my flaws as how i &lt;i&gt;tolerate&lt;/i&gt; theirs. and im really grateful to have &lt;i&gt;my family&lt;/i&gt;, who have always supported me. &lt;i&gt;my friends&lt;/i&gt;, yes, they too, have been by my side, advising me, keeping me on track. and &lt;span&gt;a &lt;i&gt;heartfelt thank you&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;to my dear, for opening my eyes to see the world in &lt;i&gt;another angle&lt;/i&gt; to be more positive in life. i &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; you, my dear. and will &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemWFzXDiDI/AAAAAAAAASM/l7Z9vXXJvdc/s1600-h/%28798%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemWFzXDiDI/AAAAAAAAASM/l7Z9vXXJvdc/s320/%28798%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325953060772743218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hate me ? boo hoo Y O U !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes, i have my flaws&lt;br /&gt;my dramas, my memories&lt;br /&gt;my ups and downs in life&lt;br /&gt;but i have people around me&lt;br /&gt;family and friends&lt;br /&gt;they keep me going&lt;br /&gt;they keep me living&lt;br /&gt;living the air i breathe in&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6112488729133449970?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6112488729133449970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-just-another-boring-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6112488729133449970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6112488729133449970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-just-another-boring-day.html' title='what is inside my head ? ?'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemWFzXDiDI/AAAAAAAAASM/l7Z9vXXJvdc/s72-c/%28798%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3240891710082540464</id><published>2009-03-31T18:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:23:45.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gahh ! im tagged , again .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.55pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; gahh ! im tagged , again .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Tag Directions :&lt;br /&gt;Once you've been tagged, you have to write a post with sixteen random things, habits or goals about you. At the end, choose five people to be tagged, listing their names and why you chose them. Don't forget to leave a comment (''You're tagged!'') and to read your blog, you can't tag the person who tagged you. Since you can't tag me, let me know when you've posted your blog, so I can see your weirdness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1) i like running around the house for completely no reason&lt;br /&gt;2) i want to be a great mother some day&lt;br /&gt;3) i adore children no matter how terrible , icky , or irritating they can be&lt;br /&gt;4) i love head banging music and ill just head bang all day long&lt;br /&gt;5) im vain, in a sense that i love taking pictures (poses) of myself&lt;br /&gt;6) im into photography and art yet im shy to tell people about it (well, now i just did)&lt;br /&gt;7) i was bi before, but i never got together seriously with a girl&lt;br /&gt;8) im fine with the 'sex' topic as i am very very open&lt;br /&gt;9) i hate cockroaches, hate them so freaking much&lt;br /&gt;10) i so love Burger King's black pepper beef burger&lt;br /&gt;11) i so love McDonald's McFlurry Oreo Delight Ice Cream&lt;br /&gt;12) i go crazy when i don't have credit (hell yeah, i will)&lt;br /&gt;13) im in love with a person that we have no stable thing in common with&lt;br /&gt;14) i write qoutes and i collect icons&lt;br /&gt;15) i want a SLR camera so very very badly&lt;br /&gt;16) i want to finish this survey so i can sleep (sleep's goooooood!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're tagged!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelle &lt;i&gt;i want to know more about her&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cel Jayne &lt;i&gt;i want to know more about her too&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessy &lt;i&gt;she seems like a person who would do it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keisha &lt;i&gt;she loves doing surveys (babe, you're tagged!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ... last but not least ...&lt;br /&gt;Camron &lt;i&gt;i know him well, but... (i still want to dig out stuff from you) :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Tag direction ;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List 5 things that has to something to do with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i am LOUD. really. (:&lt;br /&gt;i love singing eventhough i sound really bad&lt;br /&gt;i don't really care what people think about me&lt;br /&gt;i am in love with my Esprit top&lt;br /&gt;i can be emotional at times&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you love the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;GOD&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;my friends&lt;br /&gt;my dear&lt;br /&gt;my lappie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you hate the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cockroaches! ugh.&lt;br /&gt;liars&lt;br /&gt;hypocrites&lt;br /&gt;having no credit! (told ya)&lt;br /&gt;losing my phone! ugh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things beside you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my phone&lt;br /&gt;my notebook of quotes&lt;br /&gt;my REALLY PINK pillow&lt;br /&gt;my lappie's charger&lt;br /&gt;my blanket&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 things you need the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;GOD&lt;br /&gt;my family&lt;br /&gt;my friends&lt;br /&gt;my dear&lt;br /&gt;my phone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegD6z1WQQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7CvMA4Y7BFU/s1600-h/%28695%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegD6z1WQQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7CvMA4Y7BFU/s320/%28695%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325510868246872322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my ways&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;//&lt;/i&gt; &lt;strong&gt;that's how i am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3240891710082540464?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3240891710082540464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-tag-directions-once-youve-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3240891710082540464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3240891710082540464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/first-tag-directions-once-youve-been.html' title='gahh ! im tagged , again .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SegD6z1WQQI/AAAAAAAAAQk/7CvMA4Y7BFU/s72-c/%28695%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6057208147142821006</id><published>2009-03-30T23:50:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:35:44.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee e e e epy !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.50pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee e e e epy !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after sending my &lt;i&gt;siblings&lt;/i&gt; to tuition today, mom brought me to CP to shop, in a way. we went into shops, and she got me this &lt;i&gt;Esprit shirt&lt;/i&gt;. its really nice, and the price is nice too! rm200 +, but mom still want to get it, so yeah. then, she went to Giordano, and we waited for the guy to come back cause we wanted to buy &lt;i&gt;McFlurry&lt;/i&gt; for me and &lt;i&gt;Choc Sundae&lt;/i&gt; for mom, but the stupid guy didnt come back! instead, he took his beg, and &lt;i&gt;left&lt;/i&gt;, leaving everything wide open! &lt;i&gt;==|||&lt;/i&gt; ok? anyways, i was checking through old pictures too. and this is the picture for today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemdPg3hVxI/AAAAAAAAASc/rCJ-amOdJTM/s1600-h/trac+take+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemdPg3hVxI/AAAAAAAAASc/rCJ-amOdJTM/s320/trac+take+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325960924188727058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;siblings love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;it's maybe just a phase we're going through&lt;br /&gt;when all the hurts gather in that moment&lt;br /&gt;but looking back, the memories play back&lt;br /&gt;you're always there by my side&lt;br /&gt;although this journey is rough&lt;br /&gt;still, it is&lt;br /&gt;but together, we're inseparable&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6057208147142821006?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6057208147142821006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-actually-dead-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6057208147142821006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6057208147142821006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-actually-dead-tired.html' title='sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee e e e epy !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemdPg3hVxI/AAAAAAAAASc/rCJ-amOdJTM/s72-c/trac+take+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7982655082639113323</id><published>2009-03-29T22:04:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T17:45:30.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>adventurous ! nah nah ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.04pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;adventurous ! nah nah ~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. woke up early today, cause there would be this &lt;i&gt;KFC-YFC gathering&lt;/i&gt; at Tg. Aru beach! yay yay! but we left home late due to the overloading chores and reached there about 11.30am when it was suppose to start at &lt;i&gt;10.00am&lt;/i&gt;. and i dropped my phone &lt;i&gt;somewhere&lt;/i&gt;, cause i couldnt find it! LOL. anyways, the day is great! the weather was fine, the children were co-operative, and most youths turned up! we played 2 games before eating, that is &lt;i&gt;shoe pile&lt;/i&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;pass the ball&lt;/i&gt;. it was great, yet &lt;i&gt;hilarious&lt;/i&gt; at the same time. and we were really catching up with the time. then, Theo wanted to go out &lt;i&gt;after that&lt;/i&gt;, to CP. we were asking around, and we manage to go too. Jason asked Aunt Pauline until all his '&lt;i&gt;dusun&lt;/i&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;i&gt;kadazan&lt;/i&gt;' words come out. my mum says that i should thank Aunt Pauline, because if Jason was not allowed to go, im not allowed. so, few people tagged along, so its &lt;i&gt;Adger; Theo; Jason; Manson; Jenson; Tess; Clarisse; Premila; me&lt;/i&gt; who went to CP. we started walking from Tg. Aru at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;i&gt;1.30pm&lt;/i&gt; and reached CP at &lt;i&gt;2.30pm&lt;/i&gt;. gahh. we were also practically catching up the time because we wanted to get &lt;i&gt;McDonalds Burger&lt;/i&gt; which is till 3pm! we manage, took away and ate in the cinema while watching &lt;i&gt;Bloody Valentine&lt;/i&gt;! story line is terrible but the killing part is all in &lt;i&gt;detail&lt;/i&gt;. Tess was &lt;i&gt;freaked out of her freaking mind&lt;/i&gt;. and we played pool abit, went home by bus, and reached home at &lt;i&gt;8.15pm&lt;/i&gt;. woahh! the latest i ever came back &lt;i&gt;in a bus&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemgxuSk9iI/AAAAAAAAASs/wUY1F4QK3uc/s1600-h/gathering.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemgxuSk9iI/AAAAAAAAASs/wUY1F4QK3uc/s320/gathering.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325964810442307106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; the youths who attended the gathering !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;jump jump!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7982655082639113323?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7982655082639113323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/kiss-me-through-phoneeee-la-laaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7982655082639113323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7982655082639113323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/kiss-me-through-phoneeee-la-laaaa.html' title='adventurous ! nah nah ~'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemgxuSk9iI/AAAAAAAAASs/wUY1F4QK3uc/s72-c/gathering.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6077760184921752117</id><published>2009-03-28T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:54:28.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the missing pieces to my heart is dear !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.45pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the missing pieces to my heart is dear !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i retake my QTI. yes, i failed. for those who follows my blog everyday, &lt;i&gt;they would know&lt;/i&gt;. anyway, QTI was better than yesterday. much &lt;i&gt;much MUCH&lt;/i&gt; better. the guy who tested me made me passed, but told me that before i take my &lt;i&gt;JPJ test&lt;/i&gt;, i have to take extra hours. i was thinking &lt;i&gt;'ok? i can take that. just pass me and i do what i have to do'&lt;/i&gt;. LOL. so yeah, after that, i went to &lt;i&gt;Taylors; Damai Branch&lt;/i&gt; to ask information about the college. so far, its all good. then, i went to De Notes and met up with &lt;i&gt;Theo&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Adger&lt;/i&gt;. we were talking about &lt;i&gt;heartfelt stuff&lt;/i&gt; *which will remain a secret* Adger cuts his hair! awww! LOL. anyways, we went to Yoyo after that and i &lt;i&gt;payed for the bill&lt;/i&gt;. and after that we ate (again) in &lt;i&gt;Multi Bake&lt;/i&gt;. gosh, im full! we went to household, and man. its &lt;i&gt;empty&lt;/i&gt;. but yeah, it was fun overall. we got scolded today cause we booked the room from &lt;i&gt;2pm - 4pm&lt;/i&gt;, and we were still there till 5pm. the guy shouted. it was really &lt;i&gt;scary&lt;/i&gt;! went to church with the youth, and sat next to &lt;i&gt;Adger&lt;/i&gt;. after that, mom brought us for dinner at &lt;i&gt;Kenny Rodgers&lt;/i&gt;, and yeah, you guessed it, i ate &lt;i&gt;(again)&lt;/i&gt;! fuhh. i felt like vomitting, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The 10 Question Boyfriend Survey.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.What colour is your boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;brown&lt;/i&gt;; he's dark&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What's his hairstyle now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;shark fin&lt;/i&gt;; thats what he called it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is he like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;loving&lt;/i&gt;; yes he is!&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Describe when you go out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;holds my hands&lt;/i&gt;; normal thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;cuddles me tightly&lt;/i&gt;; always&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;advices me on wearing too exposed clothing&lt;/i&gt;; yeah, he does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;screams his head of if im disturbed by other guys&lt;/i&gt;; you know what i mean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. How does he eats in front of you?&lt;y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;normal?&lt;/i&gt;; duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Does he tell you everything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt;; if he wants to tell, he'll tell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. How you fell in love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;i don't know&lt;/i&gt;; really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. You think he is the one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes i do&lt;/i&gt;; he's different than others&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Do you trust him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;y&gt; &lt;i&gt;with my life&lt;/i&gt;; yes i do&lt;/y&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. If you would want to say something to the world about him, what would you say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;although we are so different&lt;br /&gt;in size, in nationality, in skin tone, in personality&lt;br /&gt;but we're in love, so we don't care&lt;br /&gt;we're happy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Semw0vzR10I/AAAAAAAAATE/QlXPfU9_CPY/s1600-h/%28658%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Semw0vzR10I/AAAAAAAAATE/QlXPfU9_CPY/s320/%28658%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325982454573553474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; cheers to you ; love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;we met as friends, maybe by accident&lt;br /&gt;and we grew closer, maybe by faith&lt;br /&gt;we fell in love; maybe its a phase&lt;br /&gt;but its our decision to make this work&lt;br /&gt;yes we're totally different&lt;br /&gt;in nationality; in skin tone&lt;br /&gt;in body size, and also in personality&lt;br /&gt;but that's what makes us love each other even more&lt;br /&gt;we complete each other&lt;br /&gt;we're happy and thats all that matters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6077760184921752117?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6077760184921752117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-sorry-i-din-update-for-past-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6077760184921752117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6077760184921752117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-sorry-i-din-update-for-past-two.html' title='the missing pieces to my heart is dear !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Semw0vzR10I/AAAAAAAAATE/QlXPfU9_CPY/s72-c/%28658%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2336758383320582485</id><published>2009-03-27T23:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:36:10.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jinx ! OMGee .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.10pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jinx ! OMGee .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am &lt;i&gt;jinx&lt;/i&gt;. you know why? ill tell you why. today, i had to take QTI. its a small test before taking the &lt;i&gt;JPJ test&lt;/i&gt;, and i &lt;i&gt;FAILED&lt;/i&gt;! ugh. gah. blek! i hate it! just because of that stupid &lt;i&gt;lorry&lt;/i&gt;, i failed! i cried, you know? i called dear &lt;i&gt;right away&lt;/i&gt; after i got out of the car and cried out to him. he said &lt;i&gt;'all things happened for a reason'&lt;/i&gt;, and yeah, i guess he's right. i went home and &lt;i&gt;changed&lt;/i&gt; after that. i went out with dear! we &lt;i&gt;'upgraded'&lt;/i&gt; ourselves! we went out to &lt;i&gt;1 Borneo&lt;/i&gt; today and watched Knowing. its not so bad. from a scale of 1 - 10; its a &lt;i&gt;7&lt;/i&gt;. then, i wanted to buy a beach dress because there's a gathering coming up &lt;i&gt;tomorrow&lt;/i&gt;, but yeah, nothing's nice. we wanted to shutter a bus to Warisan, but it was so irritating! at first, we went there, at around &lt;i&gt;3pm&lt;/i&gt;, i think, to ask about the bus, and the lady said &lt;i&gt;'ada bus pukul 6pm paling awal'&lt;/i&gt;. dear was like &lt;i&gt;'cant we book it now?'&lt;/i&gt; and the lady was trying to speak in english, replying &lt;i&gt;'sir, cannot. must come back. 30 mins early'&lt;/i&gt; i snickered, cause it sounded kinda funny. but yeah, we walked around, again. and when we came back, we lined up, and when it came to the couple's turn &lt;i&gt;right in front of us&lt;/i&gt;, the tickets were sold out! i asked &lt;i&gt;'bila lagi tu bus akan datang?'&lt;/i&gt;, and the guy said &lt;i&gt;'6.30pm ada satu bus'&lt;/i&gt;, and dear asked 'can't we book it now?', and the guy answered &lt;i&gt;'tidak boleh. mesti balik sini nanti'&lt;/i&gt;. dear was kinda pissed, and we walked off. we went into Extreme, i bought this &lt;i&gt;black bag&lt;/i&gt;, and dear bumped into his friend. he didn't want to go back to the shutter bus counter so we took a taxi. he send me straight to &lt;i&gt;SHC&lt;/i&gt;, and he went to &lt;i&gt;Beverly Hotel&lt;/i&gt;. we slept in the taxi, and i heard the taxi driver saying &lt;i&gt;'alaa. cutenya dorang!'&lt;/i&gt;, cause i guess we were cuddling each other why we were sleeping. then, in prayer meeting, hung out with &lt;i&gt;Aaron&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Hugo&lt;/i&gt; cause the rest went to CLP in Limbanak. gahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemsUNR0MZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/p4lXOGRtou8/s1600-h/%28795%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemsUNR0MZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/p4lXOGRtou8/s320/%28795%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325977497504067986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gahh . missing dear .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;memories started playing back&lt;br /&gt;to the time when we were just friends&lt;br /&gt;how can i not see it?&lt;br /&gt;how can i missed that opportunity?&lt;br /&gt;yes, i felt the pain&lt;br /&gt;when you went away and left me alone&lt;br /&gt;but i didnt realise how much it hurts&lt;br /&gt;till my heart's owned by another&lt;br /&gt;now, we made a decision&lt;br /&gt;a decision to stay together&lt;br /&gt;a decision that i regret taking this late&lt;br /&gt;a decision i will never regret in the future&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2336758383320582485?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2336758383320582485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/jinx-omgee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2336758383320582485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2336758383320582485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/jinx-omgee.html' title='jinx ! OMGee .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SemsUNR0MZI/AAAAAAAAAS8/p4lXOGRtou8/s72-c/%28795%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-858402330391372867</id><published>2009-03-26T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T18:10:27.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bumming at home today ! gahh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.45pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bumming at home today ! gahh .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back from &lt;i&gt;karamunsing&lt;/i&gt;. we went there to eat lunch. i went for driving class today. im still, yeah, &lt;i&gt;afraid&lt;/i&gt;, but its getting better, i guess. hey! i drove my tutor's car &lt;i&gt;home!&lt;/i&gt; yay! man, the gravel road going up is &lt;i&gt;scaryyyy!&lt;/i&gt; but i manage also to pull through. nothing much to say &lt;i&gt;today&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;grabbed from &lt;i&gt;facebook! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three names i go by:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Teri&lt;br /&gt;Sita&lt;br /&gt;Jen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three jobs i have in my life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;receptionist&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*i only have one, so yeah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three places ive lived&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my parents' house&lt;br /&gt;next door&lt;br /&gt;grandma's place&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three tv shows that i watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hanazakarino kimitachiche&lt;br /&gt;spongebob&lt;br /&gt;the biggest loser&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three places i want to go&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dear's arms&lt;br /&gt;Rome&lt;br /&gt;Singapore&lt;/i&gt; *again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three of my favourite food&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Burger King's black pepper beef burger! :D&lt;br /&gt;french fries&lt;br /&gt;Yellow Cab's pizza!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three things you are looking forward to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DRIVE!&lt;br /&gt;college life with dear&lt;br /&gt;raising a family&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three pets that you had&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;two dogs&lt;/i&gt; Posh and Timmy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;a kitten&lt;/i&gt; Ginger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;an aquarium full of fishes!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three friends who would reply&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dont know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*anyone i guess*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three favourite bands / artists&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Hey Monday&lt;br /&gt;Lady GaGa&lt;br /&gt;Theo!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three favourite teams to watch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;M.U&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*that's the only one (:*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;three favourite drinks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ice water / chinese tea suam&lt;/i&gt; in coffee shops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;milk&lt;/i&gt; in places like Secret Recipe ; The Hut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;pepsi twist / root beer&lt;/i&gt; in places like New York New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Seml8znsfrI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nxg6c29rKhc/s1600-h/%28729%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Seml8znsfrI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nxg6c29rKhc/s320/%28729%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325970498409758386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choco Love !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my bday present from dear! many thanks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-858402330391372867?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/858402330391372867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/bumming-at-home-today-gahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/858402330391372867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/858402330391372867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/bumming-at-home-today-gahh.html' title='bumming at home today ! gahh .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Seml8znsfrI/AAAAAAAAAS0/nxg6c29rKhc/s72-c/%28729%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7409421461230571409</id><published>2009-03-25T18:48:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:00:56.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>la laa . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.48pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;la laa . . . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;HANNAH&lt;br /&gt;BANANA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;gahh. i love you babe! hope you have a great one! &lt;i&gt;don't blow up on the cake this time!&lt;/i&gt; that was during her bday party last year. babe, you're lucky that &lt;i&gt;Suzie&lt;/i&gt; didnt get all mad at you for destroying her &lt;i&gt;masterpiece&lt;/i&gt;.Hannah here, yes, my loving babe, throwed up on her own birthday cake! she was &lt;i&gt;so drunked&lt;/i&gt; that, sorry to refresh your memory, Na, she actually poled danced below the table. we took pictures and videos, but we &lt;i&gt;destroyed it&lt;/i&gt; cause Hannah wanted it all destroyed. &lt;i&gt;sad sad&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SenAKi72PsI/AAAAAAAAATU/2QU1fG4R5AU/s1600-h/DSC00113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SenAKi72PsI/AAAAAAAAATU/2QU1fG4R5AU/s320/DSC00113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325999321751371458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; for you; babe! heart ya loads !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;smile widely and say 'cheese!'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;PS // happy birthday to you too, Emma!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ROCK ON!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7409421461230571409?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7409421461230571409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/same-tehrie-logy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7409421461230571409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7409421461230571409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/same-tehrie-logy.html' title='la laa . . .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SenAKi72PsI/AAAAAAAAATU/2QU1fG4R5AU/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-1450161611996025335</id><published>2009-03-24T12:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:14:30.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music torture . bad bad !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;12.28pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music torture . bad bad !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from driving class. i did really &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; badly seriously, maybe i'm not meant to drive just yet! but, my tutor said &lt;i&gt;'two more hours, and you'll be fine!'&lt;/i&gt; gahh. she's always saying that! i think she's after my money! ahh, im going to &lt;i&gt;QTI&lt;/i&gt; on Friday already! right now, i manage to do a blog skin! yay! ugh. im so having &lt;i&gt;stress symptoms&lt;/i&gt; right now; with a headache! ==|||| and i have boredom issues. being bored and bumming around the house. i didn't know what does &lt;i&gt;'bumming'&lt;/i&gt; means till dear keeps on using it. to his terms; its &lt;i&gt;'a homeless person; a person who doesnt have anthing to do; sits around, swaying his legs'&lt;/i&gt; gahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SenC--WGduI/AAAAAAAAATc/U58gcsF7UkY/s1600-h/Blog001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SenC--WGduI/AAAAAAAAATc/U58gcsF7UkY/s320/Blog001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326002421485696738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gahh!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-1450161611996025335?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/1450161611996025335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/driving-class.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1450161611996025335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/1450161611996025335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/driving-class.html' title='music torture . bad bad !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SenC--WGduI/AAAAAAAAATc/U58gcsF7UkY/s72-c/Blog001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8155081935668423418</id><published>2009-03-23T16:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T03:01:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our naming section .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.28pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;our naming section .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;just finished chatting with &lt;i&gt;Donella&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Advery&lt;/i&gt;. (btw, Advery's name's nice!) LOL. moving on, yeah. we had this naming section. here's how it goes. every &lt;i&gt;guy&lt;/i&gt; we know, we gave them a girl name starting with the same letter as their original names. as for the &lt;i&gt;girls&lt;/i&gt;, we gave them a guy's name starting with the same letter as their original names. so here's the official opening of ... &lt;i&gt;'The Naming Section'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;real name&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;given name&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaron&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Alissa&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aldo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Aldorina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adger&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Adgerella&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Advery&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Amy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bern&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Beauty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bosco&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Bella&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donella&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Donald&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Douglas&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Debbie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elias&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Elina&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elsa&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Edward&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hugo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Haley&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jason&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jennifer&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jessy&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jordan&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jillian&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jules&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joey&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Jasmine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John-D&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Janice&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manson&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Massie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marc&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Marcy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moses&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Marybel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raychell&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Richard&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shelby&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Sheldon&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Teri&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Tomson&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Theo&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;i&gt;Tiffany&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8155081935668423418?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8155081935668423418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-peops-today-was-chatting-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8155081935668423418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8155081935668423418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-peops-today-was-chatting-with.html' title='our naming section .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3281072233610169241</id><published>2009-03-22T13:23:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:47:00.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random-nesses galore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.23pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; random-nesses galore &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yes, gonna bum at home the &lt;i&gt;whole day&lt;/i&gt; today and yeah, there's nothing to do. one thing that's stuck in my head tho. see? my &lt;i&gt;dear&lt;/i&gt; is not a malaysian. he's a singaporean, but studying here. he was asking me the other day if, lets say &lt;i&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; his parents wants him to continue taking his masters in Singapore, &lt;i&gt;could i handle being in a long distance relationship?&lt;/i&gt; he knows real well that i am not into long distance relationships. i don't think it'll &lt;i&gt;last&lt;/i&gt;, and all. but i was thinking about it through and through, and yeah, maybe i &lt;i&gt;could&lt;/i&gt;. no, i &lt;i&gt;CAN&lt;/i&gt; handle it. ill do anything, and i mean &lt;i&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/i&gt; to avoid losing him. hey! Singapore is really near to Malaysia what? i can go &lt;i&gt;visit&lt;/i&gt; him. YAY! and yeah, i pray so so &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; hard that ill get into Taylors College; &lt;i&gt;taking diploma in Interior Design&lt;/i&gt; cause that's what ive been wanting my whole life. &lt;i&gt;ngeh~&lt;/i&gt; i just cant wait to taste the fresh air of &lt;i&gt;college life&lt;/i&gt;! im missing school so very badly already! ah, and yeah, my tutor hasnt informed me about my &lt;i&gt;QTI&lt;/i&gt; test! i have to be reminded to call her to remind her about it! see? even im talking &lt;i&gt;crap&lt;/i&gt; in my blog entry today cause i have no freaking idea on what to &lt;i&gt;talk about&lt;/i&gt;. even my best friend is &lt;i&gt;not&lt;/i&gt; replying my SMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewQ61lAV4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/q1hpXl9J7bQ/s1600-h/%28617%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewQ61lAV4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/q1hpXl9J7bQ/s320/%28617%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326651062273202050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;baby J ' s princess , now and forever !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i know i cant be with you 24/7,&lt;br /&gt;but it seems that you're always here with me&lt;br /&gt;in my heart, my soul&lt;br /&gt;in those wonderful memories in my mind,&lt;br /&gt;they just play back when i miss you&lt;br /&gt;and i end up missing you even more;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand not being with you;&lt;br /&gt;i love everything about you;&lt;br /&gt;the feeling i get when i get hugged; kissed by you&lt;br /&gt;just the thought of it will make me break down&lt;br /&gt;cause i want that&lt;br /&gt;i miss you! xx&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3281072233610169241?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3281072233610169241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/pic-not-edited-if-in-case-you-wonder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3281072233610169241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3281072233610169241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/pic-not-edited-if-in-case-you-wonder.html' title='random-nesses galore'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewQ61lAV4I/AAAAAAAAAT0/q1hpXl9J7bQ/s72-c/%28617%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7124068900764787661</id><published>2009-03-21T13:02:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:46:50.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be my love , my shining star .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1.02pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;be my love , my shining star . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to church &lt;i&gt;later&lt;/i&gt; since yeah, today's a Saturday. was doing &lt;i&gt;house chores&lt;/i&gt; just now. i sent my 'vain-ness' to my beloved dearest via mms. i bet he has tons of my pics now, yet he still &lt;i&gt;ask for more&lt;/i&gt;. woah! seriously, woahh! anyways, the usual, im being a bum here at &lt;i&gt;home&lt;/i&gt;. daa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315517582702451394" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/ScSDFCJSmsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/I8u1ZQEIbTs/s320/%5Bswitah%5D163+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;look at me . tell me what you see .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i cant stare at your eyes&lt;br /&gt;cause im afraid ill fall even harder for you&lt;br /&gt;i cant stare at your lips&lt;br /&gt;cause your smile will make me&lt;br /&gt;want to be with you for all my life&lt;br /&gt;i cant stare at your nose&lt;br /&gt;cause the way you twitch it&lt;br /&gt;makes me want to just go up to you&lt;br /&gt;and just play with you&lt;br /&gt;i just cant stare&lt;br /&gt;but why do i still do?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7124068900764787661?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7124068900764787661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-in-love-with-my-nightgown-todays.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7124068900764787661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7124068900764787661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-in-love-with-my-nightgown-todays.html' title='be my love , my shining star .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/ScSDFCJSmsI/AAAAAAAAAJw/I8u1ZQEIbTs/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D163+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4481844327430719236</id><published>2009-03-20T23:50:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:46:34.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job and tehrie - logy time .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.50pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;job and tehrie - logy time . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to work today! and &lt;i&gt;Randy&lt;/i&gt; was there! gahh, i miss him so! i &lt;i&gt;especially&lt;/i&gt; miss Keathy ; Mark and him! anyways, Futsal has put up a new schedule board outside at the entrance and now, there's &lt;i&gt;more&lt;/i&gt; updating to be done. thank goodness Randy was there to help. there's the computer record, the fileboard, the office whiteboard, the DBS board, and the Opponents board too! and its all the &lt;i&gt;same freaking names&lt;/i&gt; over and over again. ah well. then, something &lt;i&gt;freaky&lt;/i&gt; happened. as usual, i was calling up people, looking for opponents when suddenly i got this message, saying that he &lt;i&gt;knows where i am right now, what am i doing, what am i wearing, and who i am with&lt;/i&gt;. scary much? oh, and Randy pretended to be my boyfriend a while, so he &lt;i&gt;SMS-ed&lt;/i&gt; the guy to buzz off, only making them scream at each other on the phone. thank God nothing much happen after that. then, &lt;i&gt;Ah Ping&lt;/i&gt; sent me over to Aldo's place for a Core Group meeting. we made a deal. he &lt;i&gt;sends&lt;/i&gt; me, and ill &lt;i&gt;buy him dinner&lt;/i&gt;. fair enough right? its like, paying for his fuel, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315320553480024578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/ScPP4bGCcgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JR13S7DoHXo/s320/%5Bswitah%5D120copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can you feel the love tonight ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;amazing love&lt;br /&gt;how can it be?&lt;br /&gt;with eyes so deep&lt;br /&gt;and smile so loving?&lt;br /&gt;isnt this all true&lt;br /&gt;or isit just for show?&lt;br /&gt;please tell me&lt;br /&gt;so i can fall for you even more&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let others know a little more about yourself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Re-post this as your name followed by "ology".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IF I'VE TAGGED YOU, PLEASE DO THIS QUIZ AND TAG SOME OTHER PEOPLE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tagged .&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);" href="http://chellelikesawesomeness.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Chelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. // .&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);" href="http://iamcelestejayne.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;CelJayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. // .&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);" href="http://jessyjfd.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Jessy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. // .&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://themansuiblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Manson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********FOOD-OLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your salad dressing of choice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;french dressing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is your favorite sit-down restaurant?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Starbucks&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What food could you eat for 2 weeks straight and not get sick of it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Metro's Spring Chicken&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are your pizza toppings of choice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOTS AND LOTS OF PEPERONI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;and also pineapple&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What do you like to put on your toast?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i put biscuit crumbs! try it! it's DELISH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********TECHNOLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many computers / televisions set are there in your house?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 desktops, 3 lappies // 3 TVs&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What colour cell phone do you have?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;black and silver&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********BIOLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you right-handed or left-handed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;right -handed!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever had anything removed from your body?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;errr, noh ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the last heavy item you lifted?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;hmm, my knapsack with my laptop in it&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Have you ever been knocked unconscious?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;OMGee! yeah&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********BULLCRAPOLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If it were possible, would you want to know the day you were going to die?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;uhhh, no way! if too early?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If you could change your name, what would you change it to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;na-ah! dont want. i love "Teresita"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you drink an entire bottle of hot sauce for $1000?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DEFINETELY!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How many pairs of flip flops do you own?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ehehe, i'm currently having 4.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;currently in love with my White Sands&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last time you had a run-in with the cops?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;err, in my dreams?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last person you talked to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dear! on the phone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last person you hugged?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;dear too! we went out the other day&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********FAVORITOLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Season?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Autumn&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Holiday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;HALLOWEEN // my bDay&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day of the week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Month?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;FEBRUARY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********CURRENTOLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Missing someone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;isn't it obvious? missing baby so badly!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SOH MADLY IN LOVE!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What are you listening to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Faber Drive - When I'm With You&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Our song! Kan baby?)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Watching?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ghost town.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Worrying about?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;what time does baby gets to bed tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********RANDOMOLOGY********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First place you went this morning?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;toilet to shower&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's the last movie you saw in cinema?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Reader. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;its an *e-yuck* movie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do you smile often?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i guess i do, lots!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;********QUESTIONS********&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Do you always answer your phone?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;depends on who is calling&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) It's four in the morning and you get a text message, who is it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ray! he said he cant sleep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) If you could change your eye color what would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;na-ah! i dont wanna change my eye colour either!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) What flavor do you add to your drink at Sonic?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonic? what?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) Do you own a digital camera?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nope, but i want an SLR!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) Have you ever had a pet fish?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nope&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) Favorite Christmas song?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) What's on your wish list for your birthday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1#to be with my baby on my birthday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9) Can you do push ups?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;no&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10) Can you do a chin up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;errr, i think so&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11) Does the future make you more nervous or excited?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;now, with baby, both at the same time.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12) Do you have any saved texts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yes i do&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13) Ever been in a car wreck?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nahh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14) Do you have an accent?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOL. no. maybe my very own cina-accent.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15) What is the last song to make you cry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;i dont cry because songs make me cry&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16) Plans tonight?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;nah, its already midnight man! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;but Clif's out there playing the guitar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;i'm here, sitting on the window-sill.&lt;br /&gt;and (duh) with my lappie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17) Have you ever felt like you hit rock bottom?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;ehermm, who doesnt?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18) Name 3 things you bought in the last day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my and baby's new sims //&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;new nightgown // Some lingerie&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19) Have you ever been given roses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;yeah! during valentines last year&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;some random secret admirer send over&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a bouquet and left it on my window-sill&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20) Current worry?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;again, i said&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;when la my baby go to sleep&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;21) Current hate right now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;nah, no hate.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;im pretty happy with my life now.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;22) Met someone who changed your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;DEAR&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23) How did you bring in the New Year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;err, let me remember ... ah, yes. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;an early bird&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24) What song represents you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;err, dunnoh!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;does songs dedicated to me counts?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;baby dedicated &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Brandy &amp;amp; Monica - Angel of Mine&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;AWWWWW! i'm baby's angel&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;25) Name three people who might complete this?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;people i tag&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26) What were you doing at 12 AM last night?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;err, on the phone with dear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;27) What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;SHOWER SHOWER! LATE FOR WORK!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28) Who was the first person you thought of when you woke up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;my dear!&lt;br /&gt;cause when i checked my phone this morning&lt;br /&gt;his face pops up&lt;br /&gt;and i get that 'awwwwww' feeling&lt;br /&gt;and ever since that moment&lt;br /&gt;he's stuck in my head&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4481844327430719236?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4481844327430719236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-short-brief-on-my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4481844327430719236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4481844327430719236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-short-brief-on-my-day.html' title='job and tehrie - logy time .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/ScPP4bGCcgI/AAAAAAAAAJA/JR13S7DoHXo/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D120copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4936322441002839134</id><published>2009-03-19T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T15:28:54.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simmy sim . gahh gahh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.09pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;simmy sim . gahh gahh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i went to 1 Borneo, with my mum, and my siblings. we ate lunch at &lt;i&gt;New York New York&lt;/i&gt;. tried the lasagne, and OMGee, its magnificient. but its sooooooo oily. ugh. after that, i did a little bit of shopping myself! i bought &lt;i&gt;lingerie at Esprit&lt;/i&gt; ; &lt;i&gt;nightgown at FOS&lt;/i&gt; ; and &lt;i&gt;2 new sim cards for me and dear at Digi Center&lt;/i&gt;. our numbers are TOTALLY the same, but only one number different. dear's is &lt;i&gt;014-*****61&lt;/i&gt;; and mine is &lt;i&gt;014-*****62!&lt;/i&gt; cool eyy? im going to post a picture on the sims later. so i just came back, and i was activating the sims today. told &lt;i&gt;dear&lt;/i&gt; to reload so that his new num can get &lt;i&gt;rm30 free&lt;/i&gt;, but he might not be able to. im not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewjtI3zj7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/G1yKsyytCDM/s1600-h/%5Bswitah%5D126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewjtI3zj7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/G1yKsyytCDM/s320/%5Bswitah%5D126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326671717655089074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;he makes me go gaga and want him more ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;kisses through the phone!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4936322441002839134?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4936322441002839134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/simmy-sim-gahh-gahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4936322441002839134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4936322441002839134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/04/simmy-sim-gahh-gahh.html' title='simmy sim . gahh gahh !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewjtI3zj7I/AAAAAAAAAT8/G1yKsyytCDM/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4259374908753305809</id><published>2009-03-17T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:32:15.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J J J J J J ! ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;8.55pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J J J J J J ! ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to &lt;i&gt;comp class&lt;/i&gt;, and i saw ALEX! OMGee. i havent seen him in AGES. was talking to him, and he said he's already leaving for &lt;i&gt;Swinburne, Kuching&lt;/i&gt; this weekend. whoever is schooling there, keep a look out for a handsome &lt;i&gt;Alexander Lee&lt;/i&gt;, ok people? he's nice, believe me. known him since i was in Primary 1. then, i went to Centre and watched &lt;i&gt;The Reader&lt;/i&gt; with dear. its a yucky movie (my opinion). come on! a 15 year old who was having an affair with a 30 + year old lady? &lt;i&gt;maximum EWWWWW!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314142693764226850" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb-gn9uN3yI/AAAAAAAAAIY/z1BjROUbEEc/s320/%5Bswitah%5D060.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;manly in pink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some people just love pink; its not wrong&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4259374908753305809?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4259374908753305809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-to-com-class-today-and-did-this.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4259374908753305809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4259374908753305809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/went-to-com-class-today-and-did-this.html' title='J J J J J J ! ! !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb-gn9uN3yI/AAAAAAAAAIY/z1BjROUbEEc/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-3916022168412483588</id><published>2009-03-16T22:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:57:53.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its just so random | support in turning off your lights !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;9.27pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its just so random&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first, i went to Futsal, to get my pay. then went to BSN, to get some &lt;i&gt;digit codes&lt;/i&gt; to be used to apply into colleges. after that, went to Centre to shop. its just &lt;i&gt;BOOM BOOM BOOM&lt;/i&gt;, you know? one place to another. and im feeling so &lt;i&gt;sick&lt;/i&gt;. gahh. then, came back home. havent eaten yet, and i grew &lt;i&gt;sicker&lt;/i&gt;. is there even such word in the dictionary? now im gonna blog about something really &lt;i&gt;random&lt;/i&gt;. read, and enjoy! oh, and cheers to my loves, &lt;i&gt;Chelle&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;CelJayne&lt;/i&gt;. Chelle, on a job well done starting on the blog. Cel Jayne, thank you so much for that sweet post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313781509111866242" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb5YIQCm44I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DxaleRRLXlM/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;he's a great guy, i must say. although 'warm' at times, but he's cool to be around with. Just known him for, err ... let's say, one year plus? and yet we havent met. but ... i feel like i've known him almost forever. Nicky and i share similarities as well, like our high dignity, our taste in styles and music, our rhymes and poems, the works. :) that's why i think he rocks. dude, if you're reading this, i tell you, i really salute you. you're different from others, and i like that. :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313783561911356354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb5Z_vUJS8I/AAAAAAAAAHc/_Ljik7tfheI/s320/%5Bswitah%5D052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;to be honest, this guy is the weirdest person ive ever met. what his likes and dislikes are, it's wickedly weird, but we're friends anyway. i met this lovable person in Youth, one day at Youth Camp. at first, i was scared of him, but he's not so bad once you get to know him. e like trying out things eventhough he hurts himself, like skating. :) tskk.. tskk.. but he's my star. i look up to him. i really do. he's there to pick me up when i fall, to wipe the tears that run down my cheeks, and a person who gives me motivation and support. who wouldn't love a person like him? LOL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313786493204864178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb5cqXO-nLI/AAAAAAAAAHk/A57MCux17Og/s320/%5Bswitah%5D101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Theo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;yes, there he is. he's tall, fair and handsome. :) i'm serious. he's adorable. i've known him, as i've known John, for 3 years through this Youth Camp too. we were together once, for about a month, but broke up due to rules in Youth, yet we're still friends. BEST friends infact. He's my partner in crime! we're always together. well, not always, but mostly. :) everyone thought we are together, but nah, we're not. we have our similarities as well. where would I be without you, dear Theo? :) and I miss him lots. it's a relief that i'm gonna see him this Wed. we're going to have a fellowship. YAY! i just wanna say, i can always depend on Theo. i heart him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.17pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;support in turning off your lights !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey! please support in the Earth Hour, on March 28, from 8.30pm - 9.30pm. we are doing this to &lt;i&gt;SAVE OUR PLANET&lt;/i&gt; so please please please turn the lights off. who knows? you might save &lt;i&gt;someone's life out there&lt;/i&gt;. think of all the pollution we could reduce just by turning off our lights for &lt;i&gt;one hour, just one hour.&lt;/i&gt; thanks a bunch, you guys. &lt;i&gt;GIVE SUPPORT, YEAH?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-3916022168412483588?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/3916022168412483588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-and-i-almost-forgot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3916022168412483588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/3916022168412483588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-and-i-almost-forgot.html' title='its just so random | support in turning off your lights !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb5YIQCm44I/AAAAAAAAAHU/DxaleRRLXlM/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5730897434964519305</id><published>2009-03-13T03:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:25:17.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>morning people !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3.35am&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;morning people !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning! you must be wondering why am i still up. &lt;i&gt;yeah&lt;/i&gt;, im doing the powerpoint for later, at camp. this evening we're going to Monfort; Kinarut for the 4th YFC Youth Camp. im printing out the &lt;i&gt;chords&lt;/i&gt;, the &lt;i&gt;lyrics&lt;/i&gt;, typing it in the &lt;i&gt;powerpoint&lt;/i&gt; and making sure the chords &lt;i&gt;sound right&lt;/i&gt;. yes, lots of work. i wrote a note for my mum later, in case she came into my room to wake me up. it goes like this, &lt;i&gt;'mummy, its 3am and im still awake. doing the stuff for the camp, so im going to bed later at 4am, and will be awake by 12pm, so dont wake me up. love you'&lt;/i&gt; yeah, pathetic huh? gahh. i have to tell! if not, ill be having &lt;i&gt;lack of sleep&lt;/i&gt; when i reached to camp later. lots of love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAhCBTUkjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Xkl_kTHWDMM/s1600-h/%28197%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAhCBTUkjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Xkl_kTHWDMM/s320/%28197%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327794677772227122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; sl e e e e e e e py !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;dearest, sleep and ill take care of you tonight.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;4.34pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the way ! yay yay !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;yes, im in the car right now! lol. i borrowed my &lt;i&gt;aunty's&lt;/i&gt; broadband thingy, so i can update about the camp for the next three days. nice huh? &lt;i&gt;yes, she is&lt;/i&gt;. im anxious to see how many people will be at the camp. aunty says &lt;i&gt;banyakk!&lt;/i&gt;. yeah, alot, she meant. so, i hope &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; is as friendly as the current YFC members, and also as &lt;i&gt;jolly wolly&lt;/i&gt; as John!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAltb9cqdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jjVCbLKVaHE/s1600-h/%28507%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAltb9cqdI/AAAAAAAAAVM/jjVCbLKVaHE/s320/%28507%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327799821709126098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; greeeeeeeeeeeeeeen &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Monfort; Kinarut, here i come!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5730897434964519305?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5730897434964519305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate-me-love-me-does-it-really-matter-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5730897434964519305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5730897434964519305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/hate-me-love-me-does-it-really-matter-d.html' title='morning people !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SfAhCBTUkjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/Xkl_kTHWDMM/s72-c/%28197%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5635994972689817667</id><published>2009-03-12T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:57:31.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results OMGee . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;9.29pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;results OMGee . . .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the heckkkkkk? results are coming out &lt;i&gt;TODAY?&lt;/i&gt; gah. what a day. went to computer class first, then went to take results. &lt;i&gt;not bad&lt;/i&gt;. at least all pass, and 8 credits. yay! then, met up with Jason and Theo in MCD. we shared our results. &lt;i&gt;hush hush moment&lt;/i&gt;. ahh, then then we watched Dragonblal Evolution! i thought its going to be boring at first, but its actually not bad. you guys should watch it &lt;i&gt;for those who havent watch&lt;/i&gt;. and OMG, saw trailers of Transformers Revenge, Terminator Salvation and Too Fast Too Furious 4. i want to watch all 3! gahh! &lt;i&gt;MUST MUST MUST!&lt;/i&gt; after that, we went back home. i'm now doing the powerpoint for the music later for the camp. there's &lt;i&gt;LOTS&lt;/i&gt; to do because many people don't want to do it, so i volunteer myself. Jason's on the way here too, to help me out. wish me luck! &lt;i&gt;gracias&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313450925128452002" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb0rduvAh6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_mEh4Hyw9J8/s320/%5Bswitah%5D007+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imagine love as it is . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;knowledge is the key&lt;br /&gt;of being success in life&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting God too&lt;br /&gt;He's our protector&lt;br /&gt;and also, family &amp;amp; friends&lt;br /&gt;they're our guidance&lt;br /&gt;our supporters&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5635994972689817667?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5635994972689817667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/addicted-t-boyhunter-skye-sweetnam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5635994972689817667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5635994972689817667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/addicted-t-boyhunter-skye-sweetnam.html' title='results OMGee . . .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb0rduvAh6I/AAAAAAAAAG8/_mEh4Hyw9J8/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D007+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-8258358270105985028</id><published>2009-03-11T18:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:49:34.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fast for camp . gahh .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;6.20pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fast for camp . gahh .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camp's this coming friday ; saturday ; sunday, so we chose today to &lt;i&gt;fast&lt;/i&gt;. i fasted on food, my handphone and my lappie! &lt;i&gt;*sniffs*&lt;/i&gt; i didnt sms anyone today, i didnt eat since morning and i sacrificied my lappie in the morning. yay! &lt;i&gt;im so proud of myself!&lt;/i&gt; i made tons of quotes, took tones of &lt;i&gt;vain&lt;/i&gt; pictures and edited them. nothing much today. i planned to bum at home too today, but no, life wont let me. Ika is sick, and i have to &lt;i&gt;go to work&lt;/i&gt; to replace her for half her shift. and im suppose to work for the night shift again! and then, there was this last minute thing in Aldo's place, so i have to call someone to replace me. i manage to go to the meeting, and i met up with dear too! gawd, by just looking at him, i wanted to stay there longer, but &lt;i&gt;mom dont let&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313432075683099794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb0aUjFB9JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bLMCkYiqMDY/s320/%5Bswitah%5D003+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;it burns on the inside&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear BabyJ,&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;/i&gt; love &lt;i&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;You have a nice&lt;/i&gt; smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You make me&lt;/i&gt; want to hug you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You should&lt;/i&gt; stay by my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Someday I will&lt;/i&gt; be your wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;You + me =&lt;/i&gt; forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I saw you now I'd&lt;/i&gt; just cuddle in your arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I want to&lt;/i&gt; see &lt;i&gt;you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I would build a&lt;/i&gt; that bridge of honesty and trust &lt;i&gt;just for you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If I could sing you any song it would be&lt;/i&gt; our song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We could&lt;/i&gt; lie &lt;i&gt;under the stars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your princess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-8258358270105985028?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/8258358270105985028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/fast-for-camp-gahh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8258358270105985028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/8258358270105985028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/fast-for-camp-gahh.html' title='fast for camp . gahh .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sb0aUjFB9JI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bLMCkYiqMDY/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D003+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7179561935908602637</id><published>2009-03-10T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:44:26.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tragic mania . oh my gee !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;10.07pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tragic mania . oh my gee !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mom woke me up at 8am. she told me that even if i was sleeping, the maid would just &lt;i&gt;barge&lt;/i&gt; into my toilet and starts cleaning. and after she finish cleaning it, it has this funky smell. &lt;i&gt;bad&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;weird&lt;/i&gt; funky smell! ugh. after that , we went to City Mall for a little while. i did my CAD assignments while waiting for my mum to finish up with her &lt;i&gt;manicure and pedicure&lt;/i&gt;. after that, we fetched Agie, then Anselm, then ate in 1 Borneo; &lt;i&gt;Secret Recipe&lt;/i&gt;! stupid service was so slow, my tummy was practically growling as soon as the food came. we were walking to tunes when suddenly &lt;i&gt;*plang*&lt;/i&gt; sounds of shattered glass can be heard in front of me. when i turned, my mum was already screaming there. turns out that my sis broke a cup from a &lt;i&gt;Yamaha Tea Set&lt;/i&gt;. so mom payed rm300, and grounded her from Kinarut. poor Tess. hmm, then went home, checked my &lt;i&gt;FS, FB, email notifications&lt;/i&gt;, and of course, &lt;i&gt;update&lt;/i&gt; my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SexLj8F8u4I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_g8ILot6U90/s1600-h/converselove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SexLj8F8u4I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_g8ILot6U90/s320/converselove.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326715540071037826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;converse love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;some girls are into labels&lt;br /&gt;fashion ; high heels&lt;br /&gt;and more labels&lt;br /&gt;gucci ; prada ; mng&lt;br /&gt;but im not those type of girls&lt;br /&gt;i just wear what i want&lt;br /&gt;whatever they cost&lt;br /&gt;cheap or not&lt;br /&gt;labeled or not&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7179561935908602637?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7179561935908602637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-mum-woke-me-up-at-8-she-said-that-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7179561935908602637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7179561935908602637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-mum-woke-me-up-at-8-she-said-that-if.html' title='tragic mania . oh my gee !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SexLj8F8u4I/AAAAAAAAAUc/_g8ILot6U90/s72-c/converselove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-5895605933694499445</id><published>2009-03-09T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:44:09.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.13pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;woah .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 5am. i was &lt;i&gt;forced&lt;/i&gt;. since today is technically a public holiday, my parents got the idea of bringing us to &lt;i&gt;morning mass&lt;/i&gt;. i was sleeping &lt;i&gt;on the way to church&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;going home from church&lt;/i&gt;, but during mass, i forced myself to stay awake, cause im sitting in the &lt;i&gt;front row&lt;/i&gt;. didnt see kaki john today tho. he &lt;i&gt;always&lt;/i&gt; go to morning mass. then, we went to Foo Phing Dim Sum to have &lt;i&gt;breakfast&lt;/i&gt;. we went home, and i went to work till around 5pm. yes, we planned to have band practice tonight (yes again), but it got &lt;i&gt;cancelled&lt;/i&gt;. so i went home, studied blog layouts, and edited lots of pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311549523079717682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 214px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SbZqJkIP4zI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1ldedT4qHe0/s320/yo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i know that you love me , dear .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;baby&lt;br /&gt;i know that you like me&lt;br /&gt;i can see it through your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and the way that you smile&lt;br /&gt;yeah, you want me by your side&lt;br /&gt;to love and to guide&lt;br /&gt;people around looking at us&lt;br /&gt;they get jealous&lt;br /&gt;seeing us on how we're loving each other&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-5895605933694499445?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/5895605933694499445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/agen-im-sorry-for-all-drafts-wwill-try.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5895605933694499445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/5895605933694499445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/agen-im-sorry-for-all-drafts-wwill-try.html' title='woah .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SbZqJkIP4zI/AAAAAAAAAEM/1ldedT4qHe0/s72-c/yo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-2488095696188817472</id><published>2009-03-08T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:43:54.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SFC bazaar ! HOLAR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.28pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SFC bazaar ! HOLAR !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am, got ready, and &lt;i&gt;accompanied&lt;/i&gt; my little sister to the SFC Bazaar. i met with alot of people there! first, and foremost, &lt;i&gt;CHLOE&lt;/i&gt;! OMGee! i miss her so effin much! i need to go out with her, seriously! then, i met &lt;i&gt;Daxx&lt;/i&gt;, who i was with the whole bazaar. met &lt;i&gt;Emma ; Eman ; Trist ; Kevin ; Hazel ; Tayon ; Lisa ; Tan&lt;/i&gt; and a bunch more people i know. then, hung around with &lt;i&gt;Angel&lt;/i&gt;, and waited for Mariel and Anthony, her boyfriend. after that, i left and walked from SFC to SHC &lt;i&gt;ON HEELS!&lt;/i&gt; oh gawd. can't believe i survived! during GPA, i was mostly with &lt;i&gt;Theo&lt;/i&gt;. we were sitting outside when some &lt;i&gt;mad woman&lt;/i&gt;, (yes Theo. you know who is that) calls us drug addicts and asks us to get into the room. we went down to the fellowhip place, and waited there till &lt;i&gt;everyone&lt;/i&gt; came down. after that, went home, &lt;i&gt;showered&lt;/i&gt; and got ready for dinner with my family! we went to eat at &lt;i&gt;Little Italy&lt;/i&gt;, the place known to have the BEST BUSCHETTAS EVER! tried out something new today. &lt;i&gt;Oxtail Special!&lt;/i&gt;! yum. saw Melanie and Phobee there. then, after that, yes, i went to band practice (yes &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;). this time, nobody hit me with a bass guitar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311543913405989090" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 240px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SbZlDCdzwOI/AAAAAAAAADM/PqzgDC6_8cA/s320/%5Bswitah%5D101-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;true love is near&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;my dear,&lt;br /&gt;oh how i crave for you&lt;br /&gt;every second we depart, i suffer&lt;br /&gt;and yet i cherished every second when&lt;br /&gt;we're together&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-2488095696188817472?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/2488095696188817472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/gawd-im-sorry-been-so-so-busy-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2488095696188817472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/2488095696188817472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/gawd-im-sorry-been-so-so-busy-with.html' title='SFC bazaar ! HOLAR !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SbZlDCdzwOI/AAAAAAAAADM/PqzgDC6_8cA/s72-c/%5Bswitah%5D101-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-6093023085872525081</id><published>2009-03-07T23:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:43:44.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>triple do - dee ! !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.01pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;triple do - dee ! !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to computer class at first. it was ok. but it was &lt;i&gt;so noisy&lt;/i&gt; with all the kids running around. after that, went for the Speakers Training at &lt;i&gt;CFC House&lt;/i&gt;. the speakers needs this training to get ready for the upcoming Youth Camp. &lt;i&gt;Jason&lt;/i&gt; did talk 1, &lt;i&gt;Jesse&lt;/i&gt; did talk 2, &lt;i&gt;Theo&lt;/i&gt; did talk 3, &lt;i&gt;Kuya Junie&lt;/i&gt; is doing talk 4, and &lt;i&gt;Aldo&lt;/i&gt; is giving talk 5. after the Speakers' Training, we went for mass at Sacred Heart. &lt;i&gt;Manson, Theo, Elias, Hugo&lt;/i&gt; sat in front with my family and Aldo's family. and get this, we were all wearing &lt;i&gt;BLACK&lt;/i&gt;! so cool! after mass, we went to have dinner at City Mall; &lt;i&gt;The Hut&lt;/i&gt;. we were so lucky to get seats inside because The Hut was really &lt;i&gt;full&lt;/i&gt;. everyone who came after us were lining up outside, waiting to be seated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewsuhYJ8UI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZcunkPMf0Jk/s1600-h/3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewsuhYJ8UI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZcunkPMf0Jk/s320/3d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326681637017743682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt; immediate attention to mua !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;our final destination&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-6093023085872525081?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/6093023085872525081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/whole-new-map.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6093023085872525081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/6093023085872525081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/whole-new-map.html' title='triple do - dee ! !'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewsuhYJ8UI/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZcunkPMf0Jk/s72-c/3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-4094463736466613458</id><published>2009-03-06T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:43:31.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so what ? love is in the air .</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;11.25pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so what ? love is in the air .&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im out the WHOLE day today, so im pretty &lt;i&gt;goddamn well exhausted&lt;/i&gt;. want to know about it? well, in the morning, i had driving class. i did, the usual, &lt;i&gt;parking , penjuru , bukit&lt;/i&gt; and overall, it was fine. hope to be better so i can get 100% in that category. after that, i went to &lt;i&gt;work&lt;/i&gt;. was called to work actually for the night shift tonight, but yeah, had band that night, so i asked &lt;i&gt;Brenna&lt;/i&gt; to take over the rest. mum picked me up, and i went for band at Aldo's place. saw &lt;i&gt;Adger&lt;/i&gt;! OMGee! i havent seen him in a year! the last time i saw him was at 2008 Bakat Interact, and we never actually get to talk. i wanted to walk across to my lappie when all of a sudden, *thump* and i &lt;i&gt;fell&lt;/i&gt; on the ground. seriously! this stupid hugo, he swung the guitar to my bloody face and man, it still &lt;i&gt;bloody hurts&lt;/i&gt;. then, while waiting for Jason's parents, i was hoping on the trampoline while Adger was playing darts. he wanted to throw &lt;i&gt;me&lt;/i&gt; some, making me a dartboard (aint gonna happen, dude!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewpHi8bY-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/2Mn10NNi_zM/s1600-h/%28105%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewpHi8bY-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/2Mn10NNi_zM/s320/%28105%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326677668888536034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;show me the love , bebeh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;the first time we held hands&lt;br /&gt;it felt like magic&lt;br /&gt;when my hands slips out of his large hand&lt;br /&gt;he reaches out&lt;br /&gt;longing to touch my hands again&lt;br /&gt;to feel the magic burns inside us&lt;br /&gt;yes, its our love that sparks&lt;br /&gt;when we're together, as one&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewproNA4aI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lfg9lsXey_4/s1600-h/HAPPYMONTHSARY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 45px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewproNA4aI/AAAAAAAAAUM/lfg9lsXey_4/s320/HAPPYMONTHSARY.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326678288775569826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st Month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-4094463736466613458?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/4094463736466613458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-month-i-know-its-just-small.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4094463736466613458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/4094463736466613458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-been-month-i-know-its-just-small.html' title='so what ? love is in the air .'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/SewpHi8bY-I/AAAAAAAAAUE/2Mn10NNi_zM/s72-c/%28105%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-225383666648879864.post-7357256635786900615</id><published>2009-03-05T19:46:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T17:02:53.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charm's post in my bloggie | just started blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arctic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cha's post in my bloggie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teri jahat. Charmaine naive. &lt;i&gt;[Charmaine]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noh, she aint. :P &lt;i&gt;[tehrie]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309692444794283970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 201px; height: 320px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sa_RJYaJ58I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4fvDm6vB9-w/s320/ihearthim024+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;true friends stick by you&lt;br /&gt;no matter what how many flaws you have&lt;br /&gt;cause they tolerate you&lt;br /&gt;they accept you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;we should be lucky; infact&lt;br /&gt;i should be lucky&lt;br /&gt;to have friends like you by my side&lt;br /&gt;to be open with, to be honest with&lt;br /&gt;to be crazy with, and to have fun with&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.12pm&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;just started blogging . &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am so busy, that i always want to start a blog, but &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; did. then, charmaine got this idea of making one for me since she's so &lt;i&gt;free&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;kind&lt;/i&gt; to do it for me. &lt;i&gt;thanks alot&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;hun&lt;/i&gt; with full of &lt;strong&gt;love&lt;/strong&gt; bebeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309695116247695954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 320px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sa_Tk4WSAlI/AAAAAAAAAAc/5vsIcvUFD2o/s320/%5Bswitah%5D111+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;quotes and icons&lt;br /&gt;defines me the best&lt;br /&gt;it defines every single detail&lt;br /&gt;on how i feel&lt;br /&gt;on how i want things to be&lt;br /&gt;my dreams , goals&lt;br /&gt;just another way&lt;br /&gt;to express myself; voiceless&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/225383666648879864-7357256635786900615?l=tehrieswitah.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/feeds/7357256635786900615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/new.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7357256635786900615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/225383666648879864/posts/default/7357256635786900615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tehrieswitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/new.html' title='charm&apos;s post in my bloggie | just started blogging'/><author><name>Tehrie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Szy00DsB6JI/AAAAAAAAAZc/Nr220UOo-pI/S220/%5Bswitah%5D121.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_i5P3bHZDUpc/Sa_RJYaJ58I/AAAAAAAAAAU/4fvDm6vB9-w/s72-c/ihearthim024+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
