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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/noZUSmASqyQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/noZUSmASqyQ&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is full of all i'm not,&lt;br /&gt;My heart reminds me of what I forgot,&lt;br /&gt;I try to change my point of view,&lt;br /&gt;I try to change my point of view,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all have disappointments,&lt;br /&gt;And we all got things to learn,&lt;br /&gt;And we're picking up the pieces,&lt;br /&gt;And we're picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be ok,&lt;br /&gt;I can see the skies are slowly changing,&lt;br /&gt;I see light behind the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be ok ,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for a moment I was lost,&lt;br /&gt;And in a moment I was found again,&lt;br /&gt;And we all need second chances,&lt;br /&gt;cause we all will make mistakes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;And we're picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be ok,&lt;br /&gt;I can see the skies are slowly changing,&lt;br /&gt;I see light behind the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be ok ,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can make it better this time around,&lt;br /&gt;And nothings gonna stop me or break me down,&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm gettin closer I'm almost there,&lt;br /&gt;I know, I know, I know, yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be ok,,&lt;br /&gt;I can see the skies are slowly changing,&lt;br /&gt;I see light behind the rain!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be alright,&lt;br /&gt;I think it's gonna be ok ,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces!&lt;br /&gt;And I'm picking up the pieces!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5143327509481687586?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5143327509481687586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4375063622798066154</id><published>2010-04-06T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T23:53:19.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't care what they say</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/me%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 298px; height: 108px;" src="http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/quotes/artful-s-quotes-57.png" alt="i Am who i Am Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello. I just love this quote. Don't you? Yeah. You are who you are. When somebody complains or say hurtful stuff to you, tell them this: Why do you care so much? I am who I am &amp;amp; your approval isn't needed! &amp;amp; please uh, reply it in a polite manner. You're asking for a beating if you reply in a harsh manner.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't understand why certain ppl have to be very judgmental. They can't accept others for who they are. Everyone is unique in their own way. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure everyone has experienced the kind of situation whereby ppl kept criticizing you &amp;amp; they think they are the PERFECT one! Well, reality check. It's a NO NO! When someone brings you down, it means that they are afraid that you would be better than them. &amp;amp; actually, they are nothing. That's why they are making themselves "better" than you. See, they are the cowards!&lt;br /&gt;So, just have faith in yourself. These kind of ppl have nothing better to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh. Few more mins &amp;amp; I'm gonna turn 15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i-am-who-i-am.tumblr.com"&gt;http://i-am-who-i-am.tumblr.com&lt;/a&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/2977335559236472593-4375063622798066154?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4375063622798066154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4375063622798066154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4375063622798066154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4375063622798066154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/04/dont-care-what-they-say.html' title='Don&apos;t care what they say'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i358.photobucket.com/albums/oo28/Artful_S/quotes/th_artful-s-quotes-57.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7372799747238422700</id><published>2010-04-04T21:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T21:26:54.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's talk about tiredness!</title><content type='html'>We all feel tired from time to time. Usually, it's obvious why we are tired. We take the time to rest and get over it quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some reasons why one can get so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doing too little - and getting unfit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doing too much and tiring yourself out&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poor sleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Yeah, so in my opinion, the 3rd point is USUALLY THE MAIN reason why we feel so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries and stress&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;Worry makes you feel tired - especially when you cannot see a way out of your problems.&lt;br /&gt;This usually happen most to me, everyday, I'll worry for something. I don't even know why. But what I know is, I have to shake off that habit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Expecting too much of yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Everyone has a standard - in work and in their personal life. They are usually helpful as they give you a sense of direction. But, if you expect way too much from yourself, you can find yourself repeatedly failing, making you feel frustrated and tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I purposely colour-ed this text. I seriously agree with this! Sometimes, I expect way beyond from myself. Due to teacher's/peers/parents's pressure, it make me become like this. Therefore, my grades have been disappointing. I just hope you readers won't become like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are of course some ways in improving your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know more check out this &lt;a href="http://www.rcpsych.ac.uk/mentalhealthinfoforall/problems/sleepproblems/tiredness.aspx"&gt;site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Trust me, it's really helpful to those who always feel tired.&lt;br /&gt;Any comments, pls comment it at my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here. In case some of you don't know where I moved. I'm &lt;a href="http://i-am-who-i-am.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles &amp;amp; have a nice sleep.&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7372799747238422700?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7372799747238422700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7372799747238422700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7372799747238422700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7372799747238422700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/04/lets-talk-about-tiredness.html' title='Let&apos;s talk about tiredness!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3538619008426998717</id><published>2010-04-03T22:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T22:23:04.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check out my tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey readers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Check out my new site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://i-am-who-i-am.tumblr.com/"&gt;http://i-am-who-i-am.tumblr.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll update there mostly. Continue tagging me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; mostly, rmbr to link me okay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm making this blog to be " a lesson learnt blog"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's your choice to link me with both links or just one&lt;br /&gt;coz I'm still puttin something here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;U know with the wisdom kind of blog. Haha. okay =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll put up some cool advices, any related-to education(cheyy!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&amp;amp; videos here. Tumblr will be my personal kind of blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Syarifah =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3538619008426998717?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3538619008426998717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3538619008426998717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3538619008426998717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3538619008426998717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/04/check-out-my-tumblr.html' title='check out my tumblr'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1227006946801279616</id><published>2010-04-01T22:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T23:08:01.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>April Fools / Sports Day</title><content type='html'>Ohh. It's April Fools Day.&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I didn't know. Darn it, I've been fooled for couple of times.&lt;br /&gt;Eventhough the pranks were lame, u know!!&lt;br /&gt;So Sports Day today. Really tiring. Nope, I didn't participate but I was&lt;br /&gt;on duty. Duty with Weiling. Okay uh, kinda fun uh. I'm lucky I'm not the&lt;br /&gt;time-keeper. I did that job last year &amp;amp; I know the feeling. Aiyoh, had to be&lt;br /&gt;the 'lollipop girl'. Mr Wardi walked so freely while me &amp;amp; Weiling had to&lt;br /&gt;carry some things. Worse still, the weather was blazing hot!&lt;br /&gt;After all that, we rest uh. Instead of getting something, we had to&lt;br /&gt;be rubbish collector next. WhatHEll!&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;Reached home only, mum suddenly asked me "Why your face so red?"&lt;br /&gt;Shit, sunburn!&lt;br /&gt;Btw, which house is the winner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah.. I'm FLU-FREE!&lt;br /&gt;I think it's because of PE ytd. Had to run 3 round within certain timing.&lt;br /&gt;After that uh, my flu was fully recovered. Yeah =)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh yah, Congrats to my elder sis. She got accepted in Poly.&lt;br /&gt;Life's a climb. Don't care what others say. Because you are who you are.&lt;br /&gt;They can't change that rite? Gooo, sista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Woohoo.. 6 more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1227006946801279616?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1227006946801279616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1227006946801279616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1227006946801279616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1227006946801279616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/04/april-fools-sports-day.html' title='April Fools / Sports Day'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4133735087945618871</id><published>2010-03-30T22:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:15:39.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Self-study</title><content type='html'>Hey, another update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had self-study after school. Study group with Sharidah, Hehma &amp;amp; Haja was fun. Sharidah &amp;amp; Haja were arguing on who's better in teaching Hehma. But too bad, their explanation was damn long that Hehma doesn't even understand. &amp;amp; who have to teach her? *ehem* of course, me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Haja:Bla..bla..bla(he's explaining like giving a lecture)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Sharidah: No lah. It's like this... Bla..bla.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Hehma: Aiyo, I still don't get it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually uh, I was doing my own work at first.. But then, when I see Hehma's blurred face, I tried giving it a shot(since I know I'm not the maths expert unlike those two) by explaining it to her. Short &amp;amp; sweet. &amp;amp; her reply was "Aiyah, like that only? Ok, I get it."&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was 5pm. Hehma &amp;amp; Haja went for SS "Alpha" Force class. Then, left me &amp;amp; Sharidah. Oh yah, actually uh, our class got punishment by Mrs Hwee, u know! I think because we're being noisy. Not fair seh, we nvr talk also, get punished. It was supposed to be after school. But dunno who's big-mouth say 6.30pm! &amp;amp; She agreed. &amp;amp; When we went up our class, there's message written on the whiteboard outside our classroom saying ".....postponed to another day"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH?? Meaning we stayed back for nothing? Haizz.. Luckily, I got go for the self-study. When I get to know that, I go home uh. Haiyo. Must inform us earlier mah. Cannot keep us waiting. I've still got my religious class, u know! But luckily it ended early.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having flu. How uh? I took my medicine already. Get some sleep? Yeah, I think I should. Till here. Please pray for me that I'll get well. I hate being sick because being sick is... SICK! Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4133735087945618871?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4133735087945618871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4133735087945618871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4133735087945618871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4133735087945618871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/self-study.html' title='Self-study'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5257713812251718027</id><published>2010-03-29T22:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T22:25:42.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FLU. SORETHROAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Hey. Wanna know smthg? I screwed up my maths CT. Amazing, isn't it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Studied &amp;amp; revised for the past few days &amp;amp; yet I can't remember a single thing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I even talked to myself when I was revising!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halfway doing the test, started to sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;Right after the test, I was "attacked" by flu.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; suddenly I felt so cold &amp;amp; started to shiver. Don't believe me, ask Sharidah/Shihui.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, because during POA, I was like shivering. &amp;amp; I everytime I fidget, they kept&lt;br /&gt;asking me "are u okay?"&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I wished I were. Sorethroat + Flu. Can this get any better?&lt;br /&gt;I thought after recess, it would be okay but NOPE!&lt;br /&gt;It get worse.&lt;br /&gt;Right after school, there's farewell party for one of the library teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the food was damn nice. There's ice-cream cake. LOL. I didn't want&lt;br /&gt;to eat that because of my sorethroat but was forced to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the clock, 4pm. Rushed to classroom. Got this 'History Alpha Force'.&lt;br /&gt;Okay uh. Gotta admit it's fun. Ended around 5pm. Rushed home. Bathe. Eat.&lt;br /&gt;Then to religious class and wow, I've got to read a several of times! Imagine&lt;br /&gt;reading for countless times when ur throat is actually hurting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.30pm now. Mum's calling me to eat my medicine. Better go now before&lt;br /&gt;she starts nagging. Nites, readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;It's 9 more days.. YAY! *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5257713812251718027?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5257713812251718027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5257713812251718027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5257713812251718027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5257713812251718027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/flu-sorethroat.html' title='FLU. SORETHROAT'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2340712167273428707</id><published>2010-03-27T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-27T21:21:53.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regards to ytd.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26/03/2010(ytd)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Judgment Day&lt;/span&gt;. Glad to say, I'm still here. BUT. Sad to say, the result were crap. 9 + 12 = 21(targeted L1R5) but i overshot. 26. Looks like I need to stay-back everyday for self-study frm next week onward. Great or what? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Right after school, self-study till 6 or 7pm? Then, right after that, need to go for my religious class at night till 10pm. That's so amazing! No time to rest. Yes, I like it! Gosh, sound so sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't delay the time. Just when I reached home ytd, I showed my report book to mum. Told her to be prepared before that. I told her that I failed Humanities &amp;amp; Maths before. So, she didn't nag ytd. Glad that she understand.&lt;br /&gt;However, there's some unexpected thing came next. I was having my nap ytd &amp;amp; all of the sudden my mum, wake me up. She told me that we're having dinner at Seoul Garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Wake up. Get dressed. We're having dinner at Seoul Garden.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Wait.. we? U mean we, family?&lt;br /&gt;Mum: yes.. what else?&lt;br /&gt;Me:(it's been years/month since we had dinner as a family. Futhermore, I did badly for my Term 1.. Anything to celebrate?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was dreaming. But I was not. Finally, I knew why. They're having dinner together to celebrate my birthday. Wow. They're afraid that all of us would be busy to celebrate my birthday. I only know that it's just 12 days away. But, I didn't have any clue why we're having dinner at first. Crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3Bq3B2I/AAAAAAAAASs/m6A2pJ0JGIY/s1600/26032010111%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3Bq3B2I/AAAAAAAAASs/m6A2pJ0JGIY/s200/26032010111%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453300442668140386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3n3GYhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/yadpVVMsM0g/s1600/26032010113%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3n3GYhI/AAAAAAAAAS8/yadpVVMsM0g/s200/26032010113%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453300452920025618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3fuXT-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/0BzrIfhJW8Y/s1600/26032010112%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3fuXT-I/AAAAAAAAAS0/0BzrIfhJW8Y/s200/26032010112%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453300450735902690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Presenting my lil &amp;amp; dad.  2) I was in no mood to pose. But here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D39UiqxI/AAAAAAAAATE/v6MQIwUMxAw/s1600/26032010114%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D39UiqxI/AAAAAAAAATE/v6MQIwUMxAw/s200/26032010114%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453300458680658706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;27/03/2010(today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met aunt around 1pm at 313@somerset. She was late. Luckily I brought my psp along. Had haircut. My head kinda feel lighter abit. LOL. It's true. Walked around after that. Legs are terribly worn out. -.-&lt;br /&gt;But, aunt bought lots of clothes for me frm Mango. Wow, I love Mango's jackets/sweaters. It's damn nice. &amp;amp; not too "girly".&lt;br /&gt;Great..&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna study at night. Right after I watched Cinta Ixora. Right now, my house are buzzing with little kids voices. Age range frm 1-7 yrs old. My cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it. I have chocolates. But I'm having&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; sorethroat.&lt;/span&gt; Truck man. I need Strepsils.&lt;br /&gt;Till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2340712167273428707?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2340712167273428707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2340712167273428707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2340712167273428707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2340712167273428707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/regards-to-ytd.html' title='Regards to ytd.'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S64D3Bq3B2I/AAAAAAAAASs/m6A2pJ0JGIY/s72-c/26032010111%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8231692393362056387</id><published>2010-03-25T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:49:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judgment Day TMR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I look up to the sky and now the World is mine. I've known it all my life. I made it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pftt, I don't even know whether "I made it". Wanna know how's my feeling? Anger. Revenge. All I can thing about is Violent. So, tmr will be my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Judgment Day&lt;/span&gt; where I'll get back my report book stating whether I'll should stay alive or better off dead. Wow, sound so serious uh?&lt;br /&gt;Oh no, Judgment Day will start in a few hours. Already told my parents to prepare for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so freaking irritating. Damn it. Will u just stop asking me whether I understand history? Fine, I know u want me to do well in history but give me a break. I didn't mean to be rude just now. I didn't know I was but Sharidah &amp;amp; Hehma said I was rude. Imagine uh, everytime u see this teacher's face &amp;amp; kept asking "so how.. understand history?" Walao, ever since he called my mum &amp;amp; I have no idea what they talked about, that question always come out. Shit, tmr got SS. &amp;amp; it's the last period. No offense to ppl who like mr bobby. Wah, I feel like proving him wrong.. like, NOW! That one day will come. Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I just realized smthg. People have been wishing me to "fall". Yeah, laugh all you can. But let's see, who'll have the last laugh? Anyone wished to embarrassed me or bring me down in front of others? Think first. For you, it's a joke, but if you're using someone as an example, it might hurt them. Get that! so, I'm sure ppl will be comparing their result with mine. I'm ready with any sarcastic remarks, criticism or whatever shit. To me, everyone has different weaknesses. You can't expect everyone to be the same. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here. Whatever happen tmr, happenlah. I'll just be ready in case someone want to shoot me cannonball. Wow, today post is like so... emotional? Is it? LOL. There's WWE Superstars tonight. I wanna watch it. Just pretend that I'm hitting my "opponent".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8231692393362056387?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8231692393362056387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8231692393362056387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8231692393362056387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8231692393362056387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/judgment-day-tmr.html' title='Judgment Day TMR!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7524597659404111366</id><published>2010-03-23T22:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-23T23:02:30.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Conmbined Humanities.. SUX!</title><content type='html'>Hey.. Wassup everybody?&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was a piece of good news for me but.. today it's a bad news. Wanna know why? I failed History and SS. Failed Combined Humanities. My thought of having clean record just vanish. Stupid sia. Some ppl kept saying it's just a class test but it's included in CA!! I was put in an extra, additional remedial for History. I just realized why. That time mr bobby called my mum &amp;amp; she told him that I don't understand History. Truckhead! Since that whenever he explain, he kept looking at the my sitting direction . Truckkkkkk!&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so bloody weak in that? I told you ppl so. I told everyone(well, frens,parents) that I failed my CH. See, I'm right. Write my history essay damn long, but obtained very depressing marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna work hard for CH. When I say I will, I will (wow, my quote since sec 1). Since mr bobby loves to call our parents, I'll make sure that will be the last call he'll ever make. I'm gonna prove him wrong. Wanna know what? Sharidah told me, in order to do well in that subject, need to like that teacher/subject! &amp;amp; know what else she say?&lt;br /&gt;I need to throw away the hatred that i kept against the teacher.Wow, she became my "counselor" all of the sudden. Yikes, that's a very,very,very,very difficult thing to do..&lt;br /&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat Kindo Bueno now. *haha, reward from miss aisha..she's awesomer than mr bobby*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15 more days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7524597659404111366?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7524597659404111366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7524597659404111366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7524597659404111366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7524597659404111366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/conmbined-humanities-sux.html' title='Conmbined Humanities.. SUX!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1335944792039155305</id><published>2010-03-22T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T23:42:00.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So far it's been good news</title><content type='html'>Don't care abt my previous post. It's... CRAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. So had MT Common Test. It was okay. Just hope I that I could get good marks.&lt;br /&gt;POA was next. For the very first time, I was being so attentive in that lesson. Maybe, I'm so-called "threatened" by my aunt. I don't want to disappoint her because she's willing to sacrifice her Saturday, to teach me POA. &amp;amp; we know our overall results. B3. phew! Now, I can tell my aunt. But later uh. Give her suspense. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah.. we get to know our Chem &amp;amp; Physics. I think uh, there's wisdom behind the 4 tests we had in a day. So far, it's been a great news to me. Of course, I studied like mad. Chem A1, Physics A2. it's combined so i get A2 for overall science. Wah, Sharidah's lucky sia. I think she get B3 for Chem and A1 for Physics. Overall, she get A1 for science. WOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing I'm worried is my Combined Humanities. I don't know why but I don't have any confidence in it. Not even 1% of confidence. AHH~ Must be prepared to receive phone call from mr bobby -.-" How "great".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I received so many missed calls. Aiyah, I was sleeping just now. For the first time, I slept so peacefully. The feeling uh.. is.. awesome! LOL. There's POA homework but I'll do it tmr since there's no MT remedial for me. Yay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see mee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1335944792039155305?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1335944792039155305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1335944792039155305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1335944792039155305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1335944792039155305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-far-its-been-good-news.html' title='So far it&apos;s been good news'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3423295995483631909</id><published>2010-03-21T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T23:07:22.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm sick of all this.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;No, I'm not ready for school tmr. I didn't have much rest. My holidays were spent completing my homework(S). =(&lt;br /&gt;As usual, woke up early in the morning for madrasah. Must've been so tired that I kept dozing off in class.&lt;br /&gt;New time-table start tmr! POA is just right after CT.  "GREAT" I might doze off during that lesson. Don't know why. Been feeling restless lately. I hope there's nothing on after school. So that I could go back home &amp;amp; sleep. Yeah, Depriving of sleep. AHH~&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I don't even re-read or check my spelling errors or whatsoever here. Wait a minute, then, what am I doing here? Oh.. to practice my typing speed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz, i'm not whether I should be happy that school start tmr? -.-"&lt;br /&gt;I think my craps are enough now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, guess what? I put this : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;You're trying so hard to be someone else. When all you needed to be was yourself!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;as my fb status. &amp;amp; whoa, I didn't espect ppl to like it. Thanks. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3423295995483631909?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3423295995483631909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3423295995483631909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3423295995483631909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3423295995483631909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-sick-of-all-this.html' title='I&apos;m sick of all this.'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4966159715917343458</id><published>2010-03-20T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-20T23:44:14.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahh~</title><content type='html'>How's ur "holiday" going?&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know about mine? It doesn't even feel like a holiday! Agree?&lt;br /&gt;Stayed up late to complete English assignment. &amp;amp; it's a must for teachers&lt;br /&gt;to collect it. Now, I'm left with history! That homework is a KILLER of&lt;br /&gt;all! It look simple but darn, it's damn difficult. How leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did POA together with aunt. She's ermm.. How shall I put it?&lt;br /&gt;Fierce today. But, never mind, at least she's better. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then, she gave me an exercise on closing balances. You know what?&lt;br /&gt;She told me that if I get it wrong, I have to do it again &amp;amp; again and&lt;br /&gt;I can forget about eating my dinner. Fortunately, I get it right.&lt;br /&gt;Alamak, today she's so scary. I have to show her the recent common test&lt;br /&gt;that I took. I'm dead. I have a feeling that I failed the recent common test.&lt;br /&gt;Yikes. I'm dead. Sooo dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* I'm in no mood to do History! But no matter what, I've got to&lt;br /&gt;finish it by tonight. Babysit-ing my lil cousins tmr.. Sucks alright! It's okay if I get paid but&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, nope. Damn it lahhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4966159715917343458?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4966159715917343458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4966159715917343458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4966159715917343458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4966159715917343458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/ahh.html' title='Ahh~'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1865083967838915878</id><published>2010-03-18T22:38:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T11:23:27.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of AEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Warning: It's gonna be a very long post. Are you ready?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17/03/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPP! Didn't post yesterday. Was dead beat uh. haha, here are some photos from day 2 :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lmk69zbxI/AAAAAAAAARc/XghYs9NFA8k/s1600-h/me,+ty,+w+%26+s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lmk69zbxI/AAAAAAAAARc/XghYs9NFA8k/s200/me,+ty,+w+%26+s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450172021049880338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LnVgxfa1I/AAAAAAAAARk/jVDESFlxn4I/s1600-h/sl+wif+weiling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LnVgxfa1I/AAAAAAAAARk/jVDESFlxn4I/s200/sl+wif+weiling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450172855832505170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LoMRKZa5I/AAAAAAAAARs/hDTSA3BFYYY/s1600-h/stairs+down.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LoMRKZa5I/AAAAAAAAARs/hDTSA3BFYYY/s200/stairs+down.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450173796534807442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lol87BD7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/zxzGeZ8gAgk/s1600-h/candid+uh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lol87BD7I/AAAAAAAAAR0/zxzGeZ8gAgk/s200/candid+uh.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450174237778186162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid uh.  i didn't this was&lt;br /&gt;taken. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lphv6x6dI/AAAAAAAAAR8/583Aw_EQGww/s1600-h/17032010103%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lphv6x6dI/AAAAAAAAAR8/583Aw_EQGww/s200/17032010103%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450175265079683538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LpiC2pgeI/AAAAAAAAASE/r8g0jYcP264/s1600-h/17032010106%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LpiC2pgeI/AAAAAAAAASE/r8g0jYcP264/s200/17032010106%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450175270162629090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lpit6ffjI/AAAAAAAAASM/f5DZN_nRC7s/s1600-h/17032010105%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lpit6ffjI/AAAAAAAAASM/f5DZN_nRC7s/s200/17032010105%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450175281721474610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LpjHn0JRI/AAAAAAAAASU/uAxmRUYKM1g/s1600-h/17032010108%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LpjHn0JRI/AAAAAAAAASU/uAxmRUYKM1g/s200/17032010108%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450175288622458130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LpjdKFkzI/AAAAAAAAASc/arz98xN0HoE/s1600-h/17032010109%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6LpjdKFkzI/AAAAAAAAASc/arz98xN0HoE/s200/17032010109%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450175294403351346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool~ after buying the SP shirt wif sharidah, we discovered this place. There's swing attached to a tree. &amp;amp; a hammock too. *i'm not sure if i spelled it correctly.* so what else? We took lots of pictures! The place was awesome with awesome stuff! Haizz, it's the last day in SP, so why not we explore the place rite? I think uh, we have gone far away from our class but luckily we knew the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18/03/2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today, went out wif mum &amp;amp; cik hawa. &amp;amp; WOW, my mum did lots of shopping. Went to City Square. Haha. &amp;amp; the Banquet there was much better than in Compass. Had Korean cuisine. Yumm~ my lil sis had western cuisine. lols. oh yah, i took a photo of it. *see below*&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/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lr4KRhl2I/AAAAAAAAASk/jZ2UZmWLqZs/s1600-h/18032010110%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lr4KRhl2I/AAAAAAAAASk/jZ2UZmWLqZs/s200/18032010110%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450177849134782306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.  i love the seaweed soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop around &amp;amp; went home around 5+pm coz we went out around 11am. So far, i've done my english compre &amp;amp; chemistry. There's lots of tasks for english mann. i thought 1hr for every subject. But it's more than 1 hr. AHHH~ i'm left wif English : essay &amp;amp; research. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;History: well, left half of it, coz i've done a little bit on last week. POA: I don't know how to do. Will wait for my aunt to teach me on saturday. Thank god, i have aunt who's an accountant. "free tuition" LOL. Malay: Will do it on tmr. Physics: What the hell are we gonna do for Physics? I don't understand the task.&lt;br /&gt;So that's all. See, i'm left wif lots of homework. Will do most of it tmr. Time to get some sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-1865083967838915878?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1865083967838915878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1865083967838915878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1865083967838915878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1865083967838915878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-of-aem.html' title='Last day of AEM'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S6Lmk69zbxI/AAAAAAAAARc/XghYs9NFA8k/s72-c/me,+ty,+w+%26+s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1415757609454667561</id><published>2010-03-16T22:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T23:12:48.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Singapore Poly</title><content type='html'>Here are some photos that were took ytd:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-YGUzDSBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3XuuuBs6ogk/s1600-h/do+re+mi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 164px; height: 218px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-YGUzDSBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3XuuuBs6ogk/s200/do+re+mi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449241308571060242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-YwvVpf8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/lowRBekFEow/s1600-h/ty+and+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-YwvVpf8I/AAAAAAAAAQs/lowRBekFEow/s200/ty+and+me.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449242037249998786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-ZDoF7hsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/x8lfAZLzjSo/s1600-h/look+i+want+to+jump.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 163px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-ZDoF7hsI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/x8lfAZLzjSo/s200/look+i+want+to+jump.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449242361722537666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, as you can see, Do Re Mi.                                                                                                                                              Oh look, I'm gonna jump.&lt;br /&gt;=)                                                           (on theleft pic)                                                                                                                                                             HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-Z4oQI2aI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/w3qKdAECDpE/s1600-h/cool+or+wat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-Z4oQI2aI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/w3qKdAECDpE/s200/cool+or+wat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449243272298420642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-aTrmUmcI/AAAAAAAAARE/PNday-Fja34/s1600-h/we%27re+chilling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-aTrmUmcI/AAAAAAAAARE/PNday-Fja34/s200/we%27re+chilling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449243737053239746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-bQwsRWRI/AAAAAAAAARM/lLuq603xDeI/s1600-h/ty+and+me+again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 168px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-bQwsRWRI/AAAAAAAAARM/lLuq603xDeI/s200/ty+and+me+again.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449244786392389906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can u see me? I love this           Everybody 'chill'            &lt;br /&gt;place siah.. The Polar Cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, just this few photos. &amp;amp; I just realised that I didn't receive any pic of me &amp;amp; Weiling! This was taken ytd. Today's photo is not with me. Tzeyee's wasn't online today. Haiyah. We wore SL shirt sia. Then, Mr Arthur asked "So you 4 ppl plan to wear this shirt today?" LOL. Tmr we plann to wear NYAA shirt. Cool, huh? Tzeyee uh, if u're reading this, i want today's photo! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;AEM course in Singapore Poly was AWESOME. Actually uh, our lecturer quite kind uh. He treat each &amp;amp; every one of us $5 today. Last week, he ordered Canadian Pizza for us. WOW! Talking abt food, luckily for me, i brought nuggets to school. I ate it during break time. Coz i only have enough money for lunch time. &amp;amp; luck must be on my side, lecturer treat us $5. I ate lazagne(Pizza Hut) which cost only $5.95. Meaning i didn't spent alot today. YEAHHH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, i was wondering, is the red bridge haunted? I heard some "stories". LOL, we took photos there(look up).  So yeah, tmr wud be the last day in SP ='( I hope I can really enjoyed the course tmr. I hope I won't get too "angry" at a certain thing. Sharidah should know what I meant. Pleasee.. *prays hard* Hope there's something good will happen. Everytime, people wud be laughing &amp;amp; I? just sitting one corner looking. I wouldn't want that to happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great~ Dad sending me tmr. Been waking up at 5am sia. Hope there's high-class bus again! Oh no, there's test tmr! Nvm, JY! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1415757609454667561?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1415757609454667561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1415757609454667561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1415757609454667561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1415757609454667561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/singapore-poly.html' title='Singapore Poly'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5-YGUzDSBI/AAAAAAAAAQc/3XuuuBs6ogk/s72-c/do+re+mi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5407299805022867443</id><published>2010-03-14T21:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:27:50.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy Sunday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5zkBylWU_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ho7wJcFxHII/s1600-h/3+of+us.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 129px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5zkBylWU_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ho7wJcFxHII/s200/3+of+us.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448480368620884978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Whoa, this picture was taken when we're in sec 2 =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;see that girl on the left hand side? yeah, yesterday was her birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Happy Belated Birthday Hehma! Aiseyman.. somebody's 15 already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Actually. I wanted to post this yesterday but stupid blogger won't let&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;me log in. Nevertheless, I still wished her on facebook. Haha, yeahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Mine is next month! wohhooo~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Alright, enough of this. Soo, I was rather slothful today. Been planning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;to start on my chunks of homeworks, but I can't. Wake up early in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;morning for madrasah. Did Arab. Damn killer. The writing, the pronouncation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;are all driving me nuts. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Plus, yesterday &amp;amp; today, my relative came. &amp;amp; of coz, they bring along those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;irritating brats children. They were playing catching, screaming.. whoa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Noise pollution!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I'll end here for now. AEM course tmr. Will be going to Singapore Poly. Wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;how I'm gonna keep myself alive tmr. Just hope that it would better. Oh yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;did I mention that we're having exam on the last day of the course?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Damn it. If we fail, we won't get the certificate. I'm gonna make sure I'll pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;I wouldn't  want to waste time in there &amp;amp; end up, there's no certificate, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Haizz, I just envied those ppl who enjoyed their course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5407299805022867443?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5407299805022867443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5407299805022867443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5407299805022867443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5407299805022867443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/sleepy-sunday.html' title='Sleepy Sunday!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5zkBylWU_I/AAAAAAAAAQU/ho7wJcFxHII/s72-c/3+of+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-124300076309774852</id><published>2010-03-11T22:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:58:50.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AEM course</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;So today. AEM course was like ermm.. uhh.. Boring?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Envy those ppl who went to Singapore Poly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;We only get the chance to go there next week -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Personal Financial Planning =&gt; sound so cool right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;but it's damn boring. Imagine we're in class for hours while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;ppl in other course are having some fun wif their own course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;The lecturer uh, he seem nice AT FIRST, well AT FIRST only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;But after our recess, he became fierce + scary &amp;amp; sometime rude too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; each time, i kept looking at the clock &amp;amp; countdown to go home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;oh yah, during recess, we(me, sharidah, weiling &amp;amp; tzeyee) ate in the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;canteen uh. Suddenly, the rest of the ppl(same course as us) sat at the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;same table with us. Then, ms aisha &amp;amp; mr bobby was at the canteen. Some of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;them invited them to join us. Only mr bobby joined us. ms aisha was busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Haiyah, it wud be great to have both form teacher &amp;amp; co-form teacher to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;eat wif us. Haha.. "reunion dinner". Suddenly uh, there's uninvited guest sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Haha, she's an extra! Suddenly came to tzeyee's side &amp;amp; ask tzeyee to move away her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;bag because she want to sit. Alamak, the place we sat was just nice for us. Can't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;she just sit at other place? For goodness sake, there wasn't anybody at the canteen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&amp;amp; she came squeezing towards us. Trust me, no one invited her. NOBODY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;amylia &amp;amp; athirah called her as "tweet". Yeah.. She's is one.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Had my tom yum noodle after school. YUMMMY! Instead of my sister paying for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;my meals, i paid for her instead. She's such a spendthrift. Luckily, her meal wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;that expensive. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Ahh~ i hope i can survive tmr's AEM course. It's FRIDAY tmr! instead of going home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;early, had to go home at 5pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I think i want to bring some tidbits tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-124300076309774852?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/124300076309774852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=124300076309774852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/124300076309774852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/124300076309774852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/aem-course.html' title='AEM course'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4035195585307326025</id><published>2010-03-09T22:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T23:35:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid damn tests!</title><content type='html'>Taking this opportunity to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Whereas I still have lot of papers/revision waiting for me. Just my luck that i'm having 4 tests tmr. In school, haja was freaking annoying till i move away. &amp;amp; i dun get it why sharidah still entertain him. -.- she said he's annoying but why she still sit down there? ppl, nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be having 4 tests tmr. &amp;amp; 3 of them are COMMON TEST! CT would be recorded in our CA rite? I'm having Maths, Physics, POA &amp;amp; history(class test). I can't afford to fail any of them. If i fail Maths, i'll be strike out from SL. If i fail Physics, haja will be boasting abt him being an expert in Physics. &amp;amp; if i fail POA, mr u-know-who will start back with his sarcastic remarks. &amp;amp; if i fail history, eventhough it's a class test, mr bobby will call my parent. Yesterday, he called my parents. Coz i failed History CT! Thx to him, my parents(especially my mum) kept nagging abt my tests result.&lt;br /&gt;See there's consequences if i failed any test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i dun get it why teachers are pushing us too far. Fine, O'level is next year but 3-4 tests A DAY , must be crazy! I kept crying since just now. 4 tests! Most of it require to memorize. When i was having SS test just now, whatever i've learnt went totally blank. I stared at the paper for too long. &amp;amp; i think i'm getting more stupid now. Serious! Just now, i was taking out notes to revise &amp;amp; all of the sudden, i started throwing all the paper around. I feel like begging to the teachers to spare some mercy. Those tests are not making us to study even more but it makes us dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;No point of going school if there's only test every single day. A school is a place where we seek education. But if all the teachers gang up together to give tests on the same day, might as well, be home-school. For goodness sake, don't push us too far. Coz in the end, the teachers too will face some consequences. Read the newspaper/internet when students get too stressed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my mum &amp;amp; u noe what? She suggested to go to NA. Not helping much! Till now, i'm still crying. I can't rmbr anything. When mdm azrina gave us malay essay as a hmk, i feel like being unconscious for a while. Why? Is the teachers seeking revenge on us because last time they were treated like this too? I'm not gonna sleep tonight. Yea, not gonna eat either. Wow, it looks as if i'm gonna make myself fail uh? i dunno what's happening to me. It looks as if, my heart is telling my brain to fail. Yes, so i muz be prepared of a call from mr bobby, sarcasm remarks, haja's boasting &amp;amp; being striked out from SL.  YEAH&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4035195585307326025?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4035195585307326025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4035195585307326025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4035195585307326025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4035195585307326025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/stupid-damn-tests.html' title='stupid damn tests!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-6162630286415715650</id><published>2010-03-07T19:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:12:54.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was great</title><content type='html'>Hey, sorry for not updating ytd. haha, was freaking tired &amp;amp; had a long day ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Saturday(06/03/10)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So woke up in the morning, &amp;amp; headed to school around 7.45am..(dad sent me, of coz!) The rehearsal was rather shitty. Sitting down &amp;amp; have to be very still for like few hours. But who cares? I fidget &amp;amp; turn my head &amp;amp; my sitting position changes.  Worse still, was irritated by azmeer. Just accept the fact dude, i'm taller than you. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;End around 1+pm. There was no tuition. LOL.. I brought my tuition books to rehearsal, u know! Nvm uh, went home &amp;amp; eat a lil bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Ard 4+pm, went out wif cik hawa's family. Haha.. walked around Ikea, Giant.. Then, ard 6pm, headed to Sakura at Downtown East. Reached there, kinda missed chalet.. haizz, but i know around April there's gonna be one ^^. &amp;amp; of coz, i was "jaqkun" when i reach at Sakura. 1st time going there! &amp;amp; i eat my very FIRST sushi.. yummmy!!!  Know how was i feeling? Satisfied.. Since young, i wanna eat sushi but all was not halal so this time, i get to eat halal sushi! Finally! See,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;it's meant to be, it's meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Ate baked mussels ^^, deserts : oreo cheesecake, blackforest cake &amp;amp; this small puff &amp;amp; the fillings is durian.. yummm~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;i do eat alot. but they say i ate so little. it's alot.. I was so full till i eventually doze off there. That is why i can't be too full, it'll lead me to my la-la land.&lt;/span&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/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5OX12RySbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NJSOqFAL4iI/s1600-h/06032010095%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5OX12RySbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NJSOqFAL4iI/s200/06032010095%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445863325780036018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sushi.. yeahh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5OX2RafnqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8ePwSH6nCfU/s1600-h/06032010096%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5OX2RafnqI/AAAAAAAAAQE/8ePwSH6nCfU/s200/06032010096%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445863333064318626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deserts.. that's the small puff on the&lt;br /&gt;right corner. ^^ i took more after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After that, headed to Changi Beach ard 9+pm.. ahh~ the breeze is so cool &amp;amp; it made me doze off again.. Haha.. then, it was time to go home. &amp;amp; again, slept throught the journey hmk. When i reach home, i was kinda drunk. Straight away "land" on my comfy bed. aww, i missed Cinta Ixora..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; nvm, better not miss today's episode&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up ard 6am. Had to go for madrasah. Was half-awake.&lt;br /&gt;So basically, did nothing but completing my hmk. &amp;amp; yes, it's done. All i got to do is revised my upcoming tests &amp;amp; there's TONS of them this coming week. Instead of having heaven, i'm having hell. LOL. Till here. Oh yah, thnks to cik hawa &amp;amp; family for an appetizing meal. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna think positive. It's the only way i can go far.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; i've deleted some's links. like what the eff, u guys have changed ur link or privated ur blog, or not active on blog, can't u at least tell me? it's a mess here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-6162630286415715650?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6162630286415715650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=6162630286415715650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6162630286415715650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6162630286415715650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-was-great.html' title='it was great'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S5OX12RySbI/AAAAAAAAAP8/NJSOqFAL4iI/s72-c/06032010095%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-174638169246628884</id><published>2010-03-05T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T20:36:34.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adam lambert! ^^</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There might have been a time&lt;br /&gt;And i would give myself away&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo~ i love the song : What do you want from me - Adam Lambert. Oh yah, do you all know that Adam Lambert is coming to S'pore? AHH~ i wanna go! Haha, eventhough he's gay, his songs are great =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School today was quite okay. Yeah, malay lesson, presented the project. haha, since it's the group project, asked amylia &amp;amp; syafiq to present. Actually uh, they didn't even know what's our grp doing. &amp;amp; phew, they didn't mess it up! ^^ &amp;amp; oh yah, nazirah's group like finding fault wif us. wth??  When mdm azrina asked to vote who's the best group, all of us voted for farhanah's group coz they were really good. then, when mdm azrina call out my grp's name, that other grp kept saying "Resep"  it was actually "recipe" . there's was typo on my project coz i was doing it during midnght siaah. aiyah, they think their group have lots of information meh? hello, even mdm azrina said ur group's project was a last-min do. &amp;amp; she said my group have good information.  so take that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When her group kept saying "Resep" I replied "Just a typo error &amp;amp; u guys are kicking a fuss over it?" &amp;amp; seriouslyy, i didn't know i actually said out loud. Then, one of them look at me wif unsatisfying eyes. whattt? u ppl get be so straight-forward so why can't i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My thoughts of waking up late just vanished into thin air. There's investiture rehearsal tmr at 8am! I want my beauty sleep lah! then after that, there's tuition. Aiyahh, why muz be so early in the morning? Truck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh, since ytd i've been in a bad mood. I just can't take it anymore. Just because i didn't voice out doesn't mean i'm okay wif it. In my opinion, i find that i shouldn't waste my breath on those fools. But uh, if i do talk back, they will be unsatisfied. coz sometime, ppl can't reply it.  i've learnt it frm wwe. it's actually good in terms of defending urself with words. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i can assure u tmr rehearsal wud be a great one.... NOT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-174638169246628884?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/174638169246628884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=174638169246628884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/174638169246628884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/174638169246628884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/adam-lambert.html' title='Adam lambert! ^^'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7808944564753557625</id><published>2010-03-04T22:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T21:35:02.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates. muahaha</title><content type='html'>Yo. 2 days nvr update. so how? got miss my post? LOL. Was damn lazy to update uh.&lt;br /&gt;Had PE the 1st lesson. But before the first lesson, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;SOMEBODY "shouted" at me. NO, it's not a teacher. A student. Get the hint? Fine, I know u're having the higher rank, but i despise ur attitude. I don't like u ordering me around. I was finding ms tan, okay, &amp;amp; u asked to go stand at the side already. Hello, it's important. U don't know so don't TC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE lesson. Was kinda fun. Gambling uh. Don't play2! ^^ This one uh, u won't lose money but u'll lose energy. Lots of the girls backed out after some time of running. except for Amylia &amp;amp; me. =). Aiseyman, survivors! But wow, actually uh, most of the girls was running faster than me. Haha, me &amp;amp; Amilia's pace was relax but fast uh. Aiyo, i think i need to train my stamina already. Nowadays, it's hard to go for a jog. Haha, actually I love running but due to my illness, it makes me difficult to run uh. So, ppl, i have an illness but i can run, why can't u? I rather be illness-free mann!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had SS/History remedial. LOL. SS was combined wif the 3Bs.. mr bobby display his fierce mood. *scary* but after SS, was History remedial. then, he's back to normal. "SO.. The History Champions??" Then everyone was like "YEAHH!"&lt;br /&gt;Ok uh, some fun in it. But i was so hoping to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm doing up my malay project. Damn it. If the teacher nvr collect it tmr uh, i will do "sweet-chin music" (it's a move frm wwe ). Yeahh, i don't feel like doing duty tmr. What to do? i'm just a low people. All i've got to do is listen to the higher rank ppl. The weird thing is, they dared to "order" me. But why don't they order their friends? Yeah,  i've been observing it for so long. It just that i'm waiting for the right time, to be "frank" with them. So, if u wanna order me, pls order ur beloved frens 1st, &amp;amp; after that, whatever u want ask me to do, i'll abide it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Haizz, manusia kan.. aper nk buat? Dah beri pangkat, lebihlah sombongnya. Aper je, aku yg kene. Kawan sendiri tk nak suruh. Lu dgn geng2 lu pergi relak satu corner suakk! Lu sume tak tahu langit itu tinggi atau rendah, air dalam sungai tu dalam atau cetek. Ingatlah, sahabat-sahabatku, jgn biarkan sifat sombong menguasai dirimu.. fulerrmakk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7808944564753557625?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7808944564753557625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7808944564753557625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7808944564753557625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7808944564753557625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/updates-muahaha.html' title='Updates. muahaha'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3840450757733373872</id><published>2010-03-01T22:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T22:57:41.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What do you want from me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What do you want from me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday. Well, today i can't wake up. Yeah, totally different from Saturday. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;History CT. Was fantastic + awesome.. Wait, i haven't finished yet. It's the opposite of that! It's so freaking tough. Have you ever had this feeling of, you know you did study &amp;amp; rmbr the points, but when you look at the question, your mind suddenly went blank? &amp;amp; when you look at the question, you will have this feeling of "hey, i know that.. urghh, wait a min, wat is it? dammn"? Yeah, that what i was feeling just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;SS was next. Gotten back SS CT. Phew, i passed! muahahaha. Mr bobby said only 6 passes sia. Lucky uh~ gotten back POA class test too.. yay, i passed! like phew. 15/20.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;but during POA lesson uh, i felt the urge to rest my head on the table. But i control it uh. Even Sharidah said to me that, she's feeling sleepy all of the sudden. MT was next. Did newspaper article. Oops, sorry Hendry for throwing the book at you. Haha, was in a hurry uh!. SS again the last period. Sharidah was asked to answer one of the question. Alamak, Mr bobby &amp;amp; mrs hwee have this habit u noe&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;! Everytime when they want ppl to answer their qtn, they will called out like this, "Shari/Syari..." &amp;amp; if it end wif "dah", it's Sharidah &amp;amp; if it end wif "fah", obviously it's me&lt;/span&gt;! Make me feel freaking nervous. Coz sometime, their question is difficult to answer &amp;amp; i'm afraid that they will call me. I know me &amp;amp; Sharidah had the same starting for our name.. aiyah, no need suspense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz, i need to get back in revising Physics. There's test tmr. Everyday, there's test. So, if there's one day w/o test, it must've been heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum &amp; dad quarreling. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3840450757733373872?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3840450757733373872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3840450757733373872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3840450757733373872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3840450757733373872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-do-you-want-from-me.html' title='What do you want from me'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5039174690848641705</id><published>2010-02-27T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T22:25:33.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow; soccer fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hey, people. How's ur day today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel great. I don't even know why. I just have a premonition that something good will happen today. It just did. =)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. This morning, mom woke me up for subuh prayer &amp;amp; it's around 6.30am. I looked at the clock &amp;amp; suddenly rushed &amp;amp; open my closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Ehh, where you wanna go?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Why u wake me up so late? I'm late for school.&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Huh, school on the Saturday? U didn't tell me.&lt;br /&gt;Me: *stop at what i was doing* Ohh, today Saturday uh?&lt;br /&gt;Mom: Yeah. Sleepyhead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must've been  foolish to see me rushing out of bed thinking today's a weekday rather than a weekend. *oopps* paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition in the afternoon. Clear my doubts on trigo &amp;amp; did some english after that. Yay, all my doubts are clear, practically. Then, during the evening, I wanted to buy some stationery at Hougang Mall. But then, aunt came. Aunt &amp;amp; mom followed me. Did some - shopping. Thx to aunt, i didn't need to fork out a single cent. Wee~ I'm so happy. My pen's ink are all gonna 'die" soon so i bought lots of pens, foolscap paper, A5 paper for my malay project &amp;amp; it cost $18.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa, huh? Aunt wanted to buy other stuff for me but i said it's okay. I know it's weird. Most people who went shopping must either buy clothes or other things but when someone treat me to buy school-stuffs, i'm quite satisfied already. *smiles* bought facial wash too. &amp;amp; it's so expensive. Next time, when i want to buy something, i don't want to bring aunt along. She'll pay for everything &amp;amp; i mean EVERYTHING. At times, i feel guilty, u noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. back at home now. My another aunt &amp;amp; uncle is in the house.. Once again, they are screaming "GOAL". i heard is man city vs chelsea. So-called, my house now is very "happening".&lt;br /&gt;Can hear their comments from my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Wah, stupid sia, like that also cannot score"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Not stupid lah, he just can't see"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"AHH~ NOO~SHIT.. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the third comment uh, i quickly rushed out to see what was happening but it turn out to be my lil cousin spilled some drink &amp;amp; the "shit" part is when they missed the part man city score the goal. See lurh, soccer fever.&lt;br /&gt;~Oh, when they're watching that, i was watching Cinta Ixora inside my room. Guess what? faizal isa acted in it. But he's not in the 1st episode. 2nd episode? i supposed. which is tmr. okay, till here. Oh yah, u noe what? my sis get to watch Backstreet Boys' Concert tmr.. Not fair man.. She already get to see David Archuleta &amp;amp; now, B.B? wow, luck must've been on her side..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry, long post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5039174690848641705?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5039174690848641705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5039174690848641705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5039174690848641705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5039174690848641705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/wow-soccer-fever.html' title='wow; soccer fever'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1512039901907195889</id><published>2010-02-26T17:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T23:25:26.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FRIDAY!</title><content type='html'>Friday, it's great. 1st lesson Chemistry.. After that was Physics. Did some "experiment". Well, erm.. my measurement was almost correct uh. English lesson, phrasal verb test. i think i did well . think uh. MT was next. Can be said as "free-time" . Kind of.  So seized the opportunity to revise maths.&lt;br /&gt;Yay, Pizza taught me! Her explanation was short &amp;amp; sweet. After she explain the sine rule, after a few seconds, i get what she meant.&lt;br /&gt;Maths- Test. Quite okay. But on the 1st page, i think i have careless mistake. Haiyah!&lt;br /&gt;Home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, feel quite weird being home early. Usually, i'll stay-back in school.. Be it remedial or assignment to be completed on that day itself. &amp;amp; i'm posting quite early too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, Sharidah owe me big time! hahaha.. because right after recess, i'm not sure who; either chun hao or weixian throw vb along the corridor.. Volleyball, u noe! &amp;amp; when we climb up the stairs, the ball almost hit Sharidah's face but i used my hand to prevent it. Aiseyman.. power uh? Then, when weixian &amp;amp; chun hoa saw i was furious, they quickly went back to class. &amp;amp; the volleyball, clara had to take it. Goodness, can't u people just used ur brain? Playing vb along the corridor. What if the teacher's were walking past &amp;amp; they're carrying lots of books?&lt;br /&gt;See, i'm the saviour. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when i was testing Sharidah for the phrasal verb, she can't rmbr the words &amp;amp; i thought her one tactic. &amp;amp; after the test, she told me she almost can't rmbr one of the sentence but soon, she used my tactics. See lurh, i save her 2 times. Haha. I even taught her some trigo during MT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough of my craps. I need to send my lil sis to her nursery school for "Speech &amp;amp; Drama"&lt;br /&gt;Updates on Plurk! bcoz i can update it using my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh~ I'm worried for History CT.. essay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1512039901907195889?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1512039901907195889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1512039901907195889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1512039901907195889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1512039901907195889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/friday.html' title='FRIDAY!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-544882326984024643</id><published>2010-02-25T20:42:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T17:54:35.245+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Better a lil</title><content type='html'>Hello. Can say that actually today is much more better.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realize my face "says it all". Sharidah &amp;amp; Hehma kept asking me why i was moodless.&lt;br /&gt;Even Nazirah noticed it. &amp;amp; all i replied them is "tummy pain".&lt;br /&gt;God.. i suck in acting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE lesson 1st period. Had to do high-jump. Most of the girls dun dare to do it. including me. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;Next, poa. Test. No comment.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; lesson goes on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had History remedial after school. 3.3opm start. Luckily, Chi Weng suggest to just go to Learning Hub around 3.15pm.. so, we(sharidah, hehma &amp;amp; me) go uh.. True, mr bobby was inside. &amp;amp; he asked us very lame qtn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MBG: *showed a picture of a man* Do u know why is the man feeling cold?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We : *tried so hard to think, almost 5 mins to think*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MBG: Aiyah.. because the he's shivering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;We: *doesn't get it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MBG: The screen is shaking.. means he's shivering..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Me: Chey, lame uh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that, anyone who just came in, MBG will asked that lame qtn. LOL.  seriouslyy cher.. ur jokes are all lame. Mine better! As if!&lt;br /&gt;Before we can go home, we had to do an essay.. Just 1 paragraph will do. ahh~ I was like flipping thru the textbook &amp;amp; notebook. Like a mad women!&lt;br /&gt;If MBG say "Clear"  Then we can go..&lt;br /&gt;Wah, queue up like wanna buy movie tickets. so long man. i wanna go home, dat's why. Plus uh, when it's supposed to be my turn, Jasper wanna cut my queue. Alamak, i know u're taller than me. Don't bully me.. LOL, luckily MBG saw it &amp;amp; said "Dun cut a prefect's queue". aiyah.. &amp;amp; i was clear &amp;amp; get to go home but waited for Sharidah.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, till here. There phrasal verb test(written test) &amp;amp; maths test(closed book-.-) tmr.. how "nice".. &amp;amp; i'll have english &amp;amp; miss aisha's journal to be completed. Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;Just hope everything goes well tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-544882326984024643?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/544882326984024643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=544882326984024643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/544882326984024643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/544882326984024643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/better-lil.html' title='Better a lil'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-109121189502022946</id><published>2010-02-24T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T21:40:10.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burst out!</title><content type='html'>Life is like a roller-coaster. There's up &amp;amp; down. But right now, I'm tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As u know, school was okay, until the last period. Three letters : POA. Seen my recent post? Quote "Hope i have patience" Honestly, i don't even know why i type that. As if, i know what's gonna happen the next day.  I was accused of something that i didn't do(AS USUAL, NO SURPRISE RITE?".&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm just a student. There's nothing i can do about it. But my blood is at a boiling temperature. After that lesson, i became "not-who-i-am". Thx to some of the 3As &amp;amp; Joey Zheng(especially), i turned back being myself.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went down to the canteen with Weiling &amp;amp; Tzeyee to do our english assignment. I'm on the same boat with Weiling &amp;amp; Tzeyee. Trying to think positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;My dearest POA teacher,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Thank you for looking down on me. Thank you for saying sarcastic remarks on me. But pls rmbr, words can kill people. I know deep down(way deep down) you're actually a good teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;I just don't understand why u like to pick on 2B ppl. So, i'm trying to make it sound good that you actually "care" for us. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;If you seriously think that i'm not good in POA, you can just tell straight in my face.. alright? rather than insulting people &amp;amp; make us think that we're hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;C'mon. We're humans. We have feelings. We didn't talk back to you because we respected you. No matter what happens, i'll respect you, If you love insulting us, i don't give a damn. I believe in karma. What goes around, comes around. So, all i can say is, i'll prove u wrong one day. Maybe next month or next week or even tomorrow. Who knows right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. I think i should have a positive mindset. Haizz.. I'll try &amp;amp; hold on. There's POA class test tmr. A chance to make my own stand. Till here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-109121189502022946?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/109121189502022946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=109121189502022946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/109121189502022946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/109121189502022946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/burst-out.html' title='Burst out!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-6825104004037573857</id><published>2010-02-23T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T23:23:22.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing gonna stop me or break me down</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="GenericStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;I can make it better this time around. And nothing gonna stop me or break me down. I know i'm getting closer I'm almost there...&lt;/h3&gt;School today was alright. yeah~ trigo test just now. For the 1st time, i have so much faith &amp;amp; confident in that paper. 11/15. ahh~ 1 careless mistake. But the good thing is, i did ALL the question. Yeah. Not slow for today. Another trigo test tmr. I hope i can do it.. Hope that i could complete all the question with less careless mistake. After school, malay supplementary class. Totally waste of time. All of us seem dead. But before the starting of malay supp, me &amp;amp; sharidah did our english hmk coz it start at 3.30pm. haha, the reason was... we have not enough money to buy food! LOL. wow, coincidence. so, instead of wasting time, might as well do something useful right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn it.. POA tmr.. I hope there's patience in me. No, i'm not gonna hate the subject.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;WEILING... JY! Don't be disheartened by those words. Take it as if he's using reverse psychology.  I can lend u my shoulder to cry on. Which u want, left or right? I think right better.. Coz my left shoulder is kinda "weak". If u got any problem, just tell me,  confirm, i'll help u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Just rmbr u're AWESOME! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-6825104004037573857?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6825104004037573857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=6825104004037573857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6825104004037573857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6825104004037573857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/nothing-gonna-stop-me-or-break-me-down.html' title='Nothing gonna stop me or break me down'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7259479804084165500</id><published>2010-02-22T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:51:07.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt; I wanna live like every day,&lt;br /&gt;Is the last day,&lt;br /&gt;The last day of my life,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel like im out on a ledge,&lt;br /&gt;And lovin' myself.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna learn to fly,&lt;br /&gt;I wanna stand on the edge of the world,&lt;br /&gt;Throw myself off and be happy to fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup. Had EL Common test. Screw it. Compo! &amp;amp; plus, we had to write up our plan too. Haizz. I think my conclusion doesn't really sound like conclusion. Nvm uh. If i fail this test, i'll have to work doubly hard. SS was next. Mr bobby is back but he's fiercer now. Yeah. Scary. He scolded us because we weren't being cooperative with Ms Toh. &amp;amp; he said we didn't hand up her work(actually his work uh) which i disagree coz i know i hand up my work on time&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;. Life is so unfair&lt;/span&gt;, agree?&lt;br /&gt;EL was next. God, i think teachers love my name so much. HAHA! As usual, mrs hwee start wif her phrasal verb test. &amp;amp; suddenly she called my name. My reaction was "Bring it on!" chey wah. She never called my name for the test before. Of course, i was ready. Then, she said " Diagonally to ur right". Then, i was like "huh?"  Finally, understood what it is. The person who's was diagonally to my right had to answer her question. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Almost fall man! MT was next. nothing interesting happen. After that, SS again(Part 2). Again, it was scary coz it was "question time". My mind was "please don't pick me. please don't." &amp;amp; he picked sharidah to answer the question. I thought i was safe but uh, mr bobby suddenly said, "syarifah, u're next uh. so be prepared."  *damn it*  so i was waiting anxiously. waiting for my name to be called &amp;amp; it wasn't called. yes, teacher forgot abt asking me! &amp;amp; when the school bell rang... "YAY!" fuyoo. dramatic or not?&lt;br /&gt;OH~ Gotten back the trigo class test(TOA CAH SOH). i thought i would fail but i got 12/15. oh yeahh~ it make me happy like a crazy person! for once, i passed maths(for this year uh)! but only class test. not common test. there's trigo test tmr again. For sure, the level of difficulty would increase &amp;amp; i just hope i am able to do it. c'mon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. i feel so recharged. Ard 5pm, i went for a jog in Punggol Park. The breeze~~ So cooling. I hope there's no MT supp class tmr so that i could go for a run again! FAT HOPE UH. Not fair mann, the other languages doesn't need to have supp class but why we need.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Must be fair uh. Pffft, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Life is so unfair..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7259479804084165500?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7259479804084165500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7259479804084165500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7259479804084165500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7259479804084165500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-wanna.html' title='I wanna!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8585513830282455253</id><published>2010-02-21T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T23:57:07.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S4FQ-aqFT0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/-oCjpKmkYsE/s1600-h/21022010087%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S4FQ-aqFT0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/-oCjpKmkYsE/s200/21022010087%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440718858078211906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lol. my lil sis : retro uh!&lt;br /&gt;i was carrying her! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had madrasah this morning. damn it. Amanina didn't came. sad=(. &amp;amp; plus, i didn't know where i put my arab book. but i wasn't the only one w/o arab book. *phew*&lt;br /&gt;yeah, was quite fresh today eventhough i didn't have enough sleep ytd's nite.&lt;br /&gt;Had a scary nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;Actually uh, i slept quite early but i was awake ard 1.5oam. Was thirsty so, went to the kitchen &amp;amp; drank some water. After that, tried to sleep back. But i can't. Look at the clock. It was 2am! Darn it. As i told before, everytime when i slept after 2am, for sure, i'll have a nightmare &amp;amp; that was what happen to me. &amp;amp; woke up. 2.20am.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, my elder sis haven't sleep yet. She accompanied me &amp;amp; wait till i get some sleep. Haha! If no one was awake, i'll cry, i tell u! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh. Went Compasspoint in the afternoon. Tom Yum! de-li-ci-ous! ^^&lt;br /&gt;then, home. Read model of narrative writing for English CT. Didn't know what was tested. Luckily, asked some of the 3As &amp;amp; they say it's compo! oh no. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohhoo. Change my blogskin. LOL. i'm not sure whether can hear the song or not. Hmm.. i think must press the arrow at the top right hand corner.  yeah. the song is Wake Up.. Live ur LIFE!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;why must i still go? i'm not regarded as a team anymore, remember? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;i wud never forget wat the coach said!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8585513830282455253?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8585513830282455253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8585513830282455253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8585513830282455253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8585513830282455253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/wake-up.html' title='Wake up!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S4FQ-aqFT0I/AAAAAAAAAP0/-oCjpKmkYsE/s72-c/21022010087%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-6170486115614948098</id><published>2010-02-20T21:59:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T23:00:13.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Apples!</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/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3_rbyrOQBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xVFj4pCjhqk/s1600-h/emo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 161px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3_rbyrOQBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xVFj4pCjhqk/s200/emo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440325737578905618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;heh. ChengNing took dis photo.&lt;br /&gt;i dun even know she took dis photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. instead of waking up 7 in the morning for a joke, i woke up ard 11+.. yikes.. then, i just jog near my block area. lucky, there was nobody there. Or else. It would look so pathetic. -.-&lt;br /&gt;yeah, usually i would jog around Punggol Park. But since it's 11, i won't have time to jog around there coz i'm having tuition afterwards. 1pm, off to tuition. Today, tuition was quite peaceful. i don't know why. But i like. i can absorb everything. Getting hold of trigo. I'm almost there. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. did u know, apples keep a doctor away? haha. I've been eating apples just now. &amp;amp; I played my aunt's Iphone &amp;amp; Imac. [apple also right? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Tmr madrasah(arabic school). Get to disturb Amanina. wohhooo.. Alright till here. Before mum make some noise, so let me end the noise 1st before it get started. err.. i dun even know what i'm talking abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&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/2977335559236472593-6170486115614948098?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6170486115614948098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=6170486115614948098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6170486115614948098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6170486115614948098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/apples.html' title='Apples!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3_rbyrOQBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/xVFj4pCjhqk/s72-c/emo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8315635959297574014</id><published>2010-02-19T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T02:26:34.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;WOW. so fast &amp;amp; it's F.R.I.D.A.Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;time check: 8.08pm. wow, nice timing uh? alright, when i arrived at school, i was happy after shihui taught me how to download themes to my phone. yes, i own a percy jackson's theme! but then uh, the smile didn't last for long. haizz.. chemistry was next. i guessed miss aisha really lost trust in us. we're sorry miss aisha. well, i dunno whether u can read this or not. it's really scary to see u flared up. yeah, i know. thx to those idiots[3C knows who], the rest of us were affected. hey idiots, if u really hate the class &amp;amp; form-teacher, why dun u appeal to go to the other class? coz y, u ppl have been giving our class problems. c'mon, grow up &amp;amp; be mature. c'mon 3C[excluding those idiots], let's try our best to regain miss aisha's trust back.. okayy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i hope miss aisha will calm her thoughts down over this weekend. hmm.. lesson goes on after dat. malay lesson was hilarious. reading session. hendry's part was mostly a woman's speech. so it seems kinda "gay". last period, maths. i'm confirm that i will failed the test. coz why, i skipped the 2nd question. i'm slow! so slow! when i get back to that qtn, i know how to do but it was time-up. aiyah, i'm getting slow nowadays. tmr, i'm gonna wake up early to do some jogging &amp;amp; workout. i think it might be a best way to get my brain working.&lt;br /&gt;alamak, i'm hungry uh. errr.. how uh? nvm, i'll go hunt around the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh, wwe Smackdown tonight. great. some entertainment. few more hours to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8315635959297574014?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8315635959297574014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8315635959297574014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8315635959297574014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8315635959297574014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/no-sense_19.html' title='no sense'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-566327782217509894</id><published>2010-02-18T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T20:38:40.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for some updates!</title><content type='html'>Was lazy to update ytd. so yeah. here's TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No PE lesson. damn it. i was looking forward to it. coz i was too nervous for POA common test. but it's okay uh. used dat time to revise POA CT. but before dat uh, when i was doing duty, almost all the upper sec's prefects was holding notes/paper. wow, it seems dat all of us have tests on the same day. &amp;amp; if u see sec 2's prefects, they are so relaxed. *envy*&lt;br /&gt;hmm. no comment for POA's CT. just wait for the result. nah, whenever i said i've done my best, it isn't the best. phobia uh.&lt;br /&gt;nthg interesting happen. but i just hope that miss aisha won't change her thinking towards our class. yeah, i just hope.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, during the last period, was ms toh's lesson. &amp;amp; mdm ramizah "inspect" our class. like wth sia. she so-called "scolded" me in malay. she called me "makcik"  meaning aunty. coz i was talkative. of coz, i'm not satisfied wif it. i was just asking sharidah what was on the powerpoint coz hehma was using my specs. then, she started "complimenting" me. ooh, this time i'm being ironic on that word "compliment". &amp;amp; when others( not to mention who) was playing a fool &amp;amp; didn't copy the notes, she didn't say anything.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OH, NOW I KNOW, IT'S RIGHT TO PLAY A FOOL BUT IT'S WRONG TO ASK A FRIEND THAT IS RELATING TO THAT SUBJECT. &lt;/span&gt;nicee~ -.-&lt;br /&gt;when i'm treated unfairly, of coz i'm not happy. then, after she said dat, i stared at her in disbelief. i wanted to say smthg &amp;amp; she say "shh.. go copy the notes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know some of u might say, just a small problem. but i don't. i hate/abhor/loathe when i'm accused of doing smthg that i didn't do at all. the only thing that's holding me back, it's my tie. it's on my collar. that's why, whenever any teachers lecture me, all i have to do is bottled it up. yeah, they only spot my mistake/weakness. even though it's just a tiny mistake, but they will make it big. but when u do something good,  do u hear them praising us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i wanna stop here. there's chem class test &amp;amp; maths test. damn it man.  TOA CAH SOH. can i even do it? wish me luck~~ =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-566327782217509894?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/566327782217509894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=566327782217509894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/566327782217509894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/566327782217509894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/time-for-some-updates.html' title='time for some updates!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2572247027058789875</id><published>2010-02-16T21:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T22:54:12.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines day rate 3/5</title><content type='html'>Heylo. Watched Valentine's Day at AMK hub. yea, i know i've watched 2 movies in this few days. wow, huh? i rate it 3/5.  the only part that entertain me was the Taylor(s) parts. Taylor Swift &amp;amp; Taylor Lautner. &amp;amp; can say that, Taylor Swift is abit crazy. yea, so their part is funny. but their part wasn't much. &amp;amp; i like Ashton Kutcher's part too. yea, now i know why my sis's frens are going crazy abt him. but nah&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;, Percy Jackson is still the best among the rest!&lt;/span&gt; i seriouslyy want to know why ppl seriouslyy wanna watch Valentine's day? &amp;amp; i can guarantee u ppl that Percy Jackson  is way, way, way, better than Valentine's day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;agaknye orang semakin jiwang kot&lt;/span&gt;! oh i meant, ppl are becoming much cheesy(romantic)? HAHAHA. LAUGHOUTLOUD MAN! dang. i sound so sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;but okay uh, there's still some parts in that movie which is sweet. &amp;amp; some parts that make me puke coz i know it only happen in movie. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cinema was damn cold. even when i covered myself wif my jacket, can still feel the coldness. wow. hmm... soo~ at least smthg happen. i meant the only thing i did was watching that movie but i did do some revision. haizz, i guessed i wud &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; get the concepts &amp;amp; elements of POA in my brain. well, tmr's school. but 2hrs of school only. might as well make it a holiday rite? haha. but still there's duty tmr. ohh, i hope when i nid to hold the senior citizen's hand, i won't break it.&lt;br /&gt;okay, till here. oh yah, i wanna show-off to abg karim. he wanna watched Percy Jackson but i get to watch it 1st. he wanna watch Valentine's day but i get to watch it too. but i think i wud recommend him to watch Percy Jackson. Valentine's day: NO WAY! haha, poor bro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2572247027058789875?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2572247027058789875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2572247027058789875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2572247027058789875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2572247027058789875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day-rate-35.html' title='Valentines day rate 3/5'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3097166636182632171</id><published>2010-02-15T23:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:32:03.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't stop believing</title><content type='html'>Don't stop, make it pop.&lt;br /&gt;DJ, blow my speakers up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry uh. crap! ^^&lt;br /&gt;okay, so i'm proud to announce that I'VE COMPLETED MY HOMEWORKS. how 'bout round of applause? but still. can't be too happy. i nid to revise my POA coz there will be common test on thurs. i can't afford to fail this. if not, i will be called loser. huh. when my aunt taught me, it look so damn easy. but now, she's busy. i wished i can asked for her help again. dun play-play. she's an accountant of coz she'll be busy. hmm. basically, nothing interesting happen. yeah, but at night, i was feeling hungry. so went to hg mall by myself. it was lucky for me that i wore my jacket coz it was freaking cold at night. otw to hg mall, passed a few blocks of houses &amp;amp; i heard music,, &amp;amp; it was loud. haha. party uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate at Macdonalds &amp;amp; waited for sis to arrive since she's having religious class. haha, dun ask me why i nvr go. valid reason. only the fast-food restaurant was opened. so i think less ppl in the mall, can feel the coolness of air-conditioner more! fooh~ i love to chill out at hg mall. coz not many ppl whom i know go there. the "hot spot" is compass point. so in hg mall, i can be who i really wanna be. haha. alright. been watching Glee. there's encore telecast tmr morning. oh yeahh~ here's a song. it's really nice. but still, i like percy jackson! oh man.. my sis &amp; her frens wanna watch Valentines Day tmr. i dunno why but i dun feel like it. i'm not a fan of love story, like seriouslyy! can we watch percy jackson again? nah, maybe i shall try &amp; brace myself up to watch a movie that i dun really want. haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRAPdLqvcB0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wRAPdLqvcB0&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3097166636182632171?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3097166636182632171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3097166636182632171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3097166636182632171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3097166636182632171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-stop-believing.html' title='Don&apos;t stop believing'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7703757084208001385</id><published>2010-02-14T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T23:29:25.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohhh.. obsess!</title><content type='html'>Ahh~ help me. i'm obsessed with the ytd's movie.. oww, i really wanna watch it again.  anyone want to watch it? treat me uh. lols. nah. i'm sure lots of ppl are in the "valentine mood''.. urggh. received SPAM &amp;amp; FORWARDED msges of valentine. seriouslyy, i wonder why ppl are celebrating valentine's day. whattt? is that the only date that u shud express ur love to someone? no logic, rite? so, that is why i didn't reply those texts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. enuf abt dat. i've completed my chem hmk. gonna do my eng hmk next. malay tmr. hmm. so today, i spent my time watching tv coz grannny went back to her home for awhile. so, i own it! LOL. seriouslyy, i nvr get the chance to touch the remote control whenever she's around. there was star movies &amp;amp; hbo package channel. i think it's just a free preview since it's CNY. &amp;amp; channel 5 was showing the making of Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the lightning theif. after that, i changed the channel to star movies &amp;amp; they ahve dis kind of show "VIP Access Movies" &amp;amp; they showed the making of the movie too. coolio~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see lurh. all thanks to my sis. i'm in the percy jackson's mood. haha.. alright, i wanna end my post. admire the pic. dun steal, he's mine.  alright, crap! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/percy%20jackson" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/percyframe.png" alt="percy jackson Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7703757084208001385?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7703757084208001385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7703757084208001385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7703757084208001385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7703757084208001385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/ohhh-obsess.html' title='ohhh.. obsess!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i224.photobucket.com/albums/dd204/yuki-flowright/hate_files/th_percyframe.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3828468105896495694</id><published>2010-02-13T20:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:29:50.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Percy Jackson &amp; Olympians : The Lightning Theif</title><content type='html'>Went to Plaza Sing to watch Percy Jackson &amp;amp; The Lightning Theif.  It was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;WICKED AWESOME! &lt;/span&gt;A totally must-watch movie. Seriouslyy, trust me! I'm crazy over the main character.. wait, see the pic..&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/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3aYQnO_AaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/10Ayik08eXY/s1600-h/percy+jackson1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 228px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3aYQnO_AaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/10Ayik08eXY/s200/percy+jackson1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437701011273613730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3aYeMD4wbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4jgtWMMKGEo/s1600-h/percy+jackson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 295px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3aYeMD4wbI/AAAAAAAAAPc/4jgtWMMKGEo/s200/percy+jackson2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437701244497478066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ehem*. good-looking? the one wif his hand holding his fist.&lt;br /&gt;lol.. yeah, thx to my sis for introducing this movie.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i dun even know there's this movie.&lt;br /&gt;i know the pic isn't clear but it's clearer in the movie(duh).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's just like Harry Potter. There's two guys &amp;amp; 1 girl.&lt;br /&gt;In Harry Potter, the girl is the smartest but in&lt;br /&gt;this movie, the girl is ermm.. a good fighter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's another sequel, i'll watch it.&lt;br /&gt;Percy didn't know he was special. all he think was&lt;br /&gt;he having a dyslexia.. but actually, it isn't dyslexia.&lt;br /&gt;It's a greek language. oh yah, there's some frightening scene.&lt;br /&gt;but in a tense situation, there's humor in it too.there's&lt;br /&gt;one part, they had to go for a quest &amp;amp; it's in&lt;br /&gt;a casino. &amp;amp; when they ate this signature snack,&lt;br /&gt; the song Pokerface was being played. &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;they started dancing. fulermakk, power!&lt;br /&gt;then, another song Tik Tok, &amp;amp; they&lt;br /&gt;realised dat they were trapped in the casino.&lt;br /&gt;lol..funny part. watch it to get it.   me love Logan&lt;br /&gt;Lerman(Percy Jackson). the next Daniel Radcliffe. but, better!&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;aww, i wished my life is like those adventures in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;exciting + thrill = AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;no madrasah tmr. will spent my time completing my homework tmr. today, my aunt wanna teach me POA.. byee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/2977335559236472593-3828468105896495694?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3828468105896495694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3828468105896495694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3828468105896495694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3828468105896495694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/percy-jackson-olympians-lightning-theif.html' title='Percy Jackson &amp; Olympians : The Lightning Theif'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3aYQnO_AaI/AAAAAAAAAPU/10Ayik08eXY/s72-c/percy+jackson1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-993754905474517634</id><published>2010-02-12T21:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T22:17:47.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm okay.. seriouslyy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;How in the world my sis get into my account? alamak sis. why u tell everything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;see lurh, eveyone know already. but don't worry, i'm okay. seriouslyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;it's the parcel of life. haha, cheyy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;today school was much better. coz it's friday! only 5 subject &amp;amp; all 5 suject is quite okay.. 1st period, Chemistry! did experiment. it was so damn cool. we tried using datalogger. &amp;amp; the funny thing was, my grp: weiling, sharidah, hehma was wondering why the datalogger nvr show any graph. So we called tzeyee &amp;amp; she pressed dis icon of a green man &amp;amp; there's graph shown. haha, we had been waiting for the graph to show up but we didn't press that icon. LOL. another one, was adding salt to ice &amp;amp; wohhooo, my experiment works.. suddenly, there's fire "exercise''. wah, only 3C was wif our bags. it looks like we are so afraid dat there's a real fire. yea, agree wif chiweng. it's not the "fire" that kills us, it's the heat of the sun that is killing us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;[Fast-forward] After school, i had 2 meetings. i dunno to go for which one. so i went for prefect meeting 1st then. lol. then, helped farhanah wif her eng hmk. search for ms tan after dat. there was lots of students outside the staff room so chatted wif shihui for the meantime. when there's no one already i moved forward &amp;amp; before i called her, mr ong gave me lollipop. haha~ yea, thnk u~ then ms tan, gave a packet that is filled wif chocolates and sweets. wow, me got lots of goodies. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Sis &amp;amp; her frens wanna kidnap me tmr. lol. kidnap to watch movie. they can't decide whether to watch Valentines Day or Percy Jackson &amp;amp; the lightning theif. yay. i haven't been watching movies. so tmr i have the chance to. oh yah, i wanna stop here. i wanna watch WWE SMACKDOWN! toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-993754905474517634?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/993754905474517634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=993754905474517634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/993754905474517634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/993754905474517634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-okay-seriouslyy.html' title='I&apos;m okay.. seriouslyy.'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-6084146147509665497</id><published>2010-02-11T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-12T00:01:31.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello! Syarifah's stalkers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HELLO! I'm posting on my sister's behalf. Shh. She doesn't know about it. Alright let me intro myself first. Yea, I'm 19! But my sister is much more mature than me. It's true. Yea, we fought sometimes but we still loves each other. Siblings do fight, right? But, I'm quite afraid of her right now. She seem so moody. She didn't want to eat! &amp;amp; mum had to force her to eat.  What's gotten over her? I read her previous post. It stated that she fail 2 subjects? Maths &amp;amp; POA? But POA is 15/20, is passed. What the hell. No wonder I've been seeing her writing non-stop. She has to copy certain topics 5 times . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, I pity her. I'm an ITE student(yes, I'm not afraid to confess that). Thus, mum &amp;amp; dad have been pushing her so hard. Just yesterday, I saw her cried. Eleh, asked her why she cried she said she didn't. Don't need to act brave. She came out from the bathroom &amp;amp; her eyes were red. It's obvious, right? She's so weird. She won't cry in front of people. She hold it &amp;amp; cry in bathroom. C'mon sis. You don't have to be embarrassed to cry. But what can I say. She has an alter ego. She doesn't want people to see her as a weak person. I know she's going to be mad at me because I'm telling it here. So yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey sis. Don't be so sad or stress. There's always a silver lining behind every cloud. It's your job to search that silver lining. Wow, I could be deep, can't I? So friends of Syarifah, can you like advice her or something. Encourage her. Don't bring her down. Many people have been looking down on her. Yep. I know who but I won't mention names. It would be rude right? So, sista! Prove those people wrong. Let them lick back their vomit-ion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-6084146147509665497?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6084146147509665497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=6084146147509665497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6084146147509665497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6084146147509665497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/hello-syarifahs-stalkers.html' title='Hello! Syarifah&apos;s stalkers!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-112991694154831157</id><published>2010-02-10T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T19:40:35.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAD!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;AM I THAT  BAD?&lt;br /&gt;AM I REALLY USELESS?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I've been pondering over that question. like i say, whenever there's POA, that particular day confirm will be "suay". gotten back physics class test result : 25/35.. then, POA, 15/20.. it is considered fail! damn pissed off. i promised myself dat i won't fail any test but to Mr u-know-who said 16 is the passing mark.. when he gave out my paper uh, he said "happy new year!" sarcastic. i know he loves it when i fail. i have to copy the entire chapter 2, five times. supply me pens &amp;amp; then 5 times of copying won't make a big deal. yeah, i'm sure there's some ppl will laugh at my result. fine, face it. i'm not smart. but is there a need to bring me down? when, i get full marks for chem's graph test, i dun go round asking ppl's mark. but when u know u get higher mark than me, do u have to keep rubbing it in my face? ='(&lt;br /&gt;when i get that paper uh, i have no mood to do anything. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;another one. i was sad to see dat my name is not in the nominated Student Leader to be the exco member. i know i have no chance to be nominated to be in the prefect's exco member but i thought i'll stand a chance in SL. pfft. but who am i to be the exco member of SL rite? haizz. i just feel wasted for volunteering for any event. coz, it seem nothing to others. yeah, when i see the lists of the nominated ppls, i was shocked. even hafizah(who's not SL) was shocked. some names who are already the prefects' exco member, still have their name in the SL's nominated list. never give chance to others / what to do.. to others, we're nothing. we are not loud &amp;amp; but at least we have a sense of responsibility. but nevertheless, i hope friends who have become the exco member for prefect or SL, dun forget me.. dun ever change ur attitude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;next time, when there's any volunteering needed, i'll be the first to back out. trust me. i'm sick of it. doing something &amp;amp; no one appreciates it. if they want volunteers so much, ask the nominated ppl uh.. logic rite?  retribution- what comes around, goes around... rite? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have POA hmk. i wanna follow mr ong's style of doing many hmk &amp;amp; let the teacher to mark more work. but too bad, dis POA teacher doesn't collect homework. there's POA tmr.. right before recess.. this time, i'm not dat worried if i nvr do duty tmr. coz why? i'm not important wat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&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/2977335559236472593-112991694154831157?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/112991694154831157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=112991694154831157' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/112991694154831157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/112991694154831157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/sad.html' title='SAD!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8298499322452819918</id><published>2010-02-09T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T01:08:20.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still up!</title><content type='html'>I'm still up.. 12.34am. means it's wednesday now! okay, i know i'm lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck was on my side today. i don't even know why but i just felt like it. First period, academic talk. room was filled wif laughters &amp;amp; everyone got a lollipop! but for me, too bad uh.. my lil sis ate it. she was enjoying it &amp;amp; when she know that i'm looking at her, she almost cried. before she really cry, i told her it's okay. After that was MT, did malay summary. my mind was blank. we were not taught on how to do malay summary. then, recess. after recess, ENGLISH. there was phrasal verb test. hmm, i think my turn wud be tmr.. chemistry was next.. unexpected. i get full marks for my graph test! yay~ i was actually passing things to some ppl. then, i heard some of my classmates screaming my name. i thought i did something wrong but actually miss aisha showed my paper to the class. LOL. physics was next.. mr cheong nvr bring our test paper.. damn it, i'm nervous for the marks. coz... nevermind, just hope for the best. maths was next. did some exercises &amp;amp; lastly SS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;there was SS homework.. &amp;amp; i was lucky that i actually did it. wanna know why? mr.p.tan suddenly came into our class. he &amp;amp; ms toh was discussing over something then, he told those who nvr do the homework to stand up &amp;amp; almost all nvr do. when the rest was busying doing their hmk &amp;amp; punishment(copying), me &amp;amp; sharidah doesn't know what to do.. since mr.p.tan was still in the class, we pretended to write something. ms toh totally forgot abt us! those who never do the hmk, had to stay back until they complete it. since it was 2pm already, me &amp;amp; sharidah was waiting for ms toh to say "those who have done the hmk, may leave" but till 2.10pm, there's nothing frm her. we were so hungry.. we didn't eat during recess. dun tell us, we also need to stay-back.. i approached her asking whether we can leave. she seem hesitated to let us leave. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;then i say" we did the hmk, u noe.. it isn't fair...." i wanted to continue more, then, she allowed us to leave. but before we leave, we showed her dat we have copied the methods of answering essay qtn.. she didn't asked for it but we purposely showed.to prove that we're not the trouble-makers.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate KFC.. yumm~ cheese fries~ banditto! my mum doesn't know that i ate fast-food. haha, long time nvr eat! we head back to school for our malay supp. actually uh, we(malay express students) feels unfair. coz why, why muz we have supplementary class when other language's have no supp class? so, we just continued wif our malay summary &amp;amp; was released early.&lt;br /&gt;ohh~ i think i ate alot today. as i say, luck was on my side, there was lots of good food at home.. hahaha.. but i dunno abt tmr.. POA! 2 periods! just hope i can handle it.. no, not the subject..  the "lectures" i stayed up late to do my time-table..haha, but in between my revision i put lots of breaks. our brain need some rest wat... wow, it's 1.06am~ i think i shud really get some sleep now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8298499322452819918?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8298499322452819918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8298499322452819918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8298499322452819918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8298499322452819918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-still-up.html' title='I&apos;m still up!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8040246102448426887</id><published>2010-02-08T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:50:37.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3Akj2VtksI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6tHjhmetxdw/s1600-h/08022010034%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 170px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3Akj2VtksI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6tHjhmetxdw/s200/08022010034%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435884948536791746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check: 10.10pm.. i'm just back frm my religious class.. late huh?&lt;br /&gt;so, we know who's in the exco member.. yeah, farhanah, dun forget me.. see, i voted for u.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;berkat tau vote aku!!&lt;/span&gt; i voted for adil too &amp;amp; he is chosen but he doesn't want to.. if not, he's the VP mann! aiyah, see, my votes help them to win.. but they dun want. better be uh! haha. &amp;amp; i got lots of complaints abt ppl not happy wif the head prefect. chill uh, it's the teacher's choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo.. had SS common test. who's the idiot who says that there's essay question? i know there's only SBQ but when i reached sch only uh, i heard ppl keep saying there's essay question. but there's no essay question. phew.. but uh, i answer the SBQ like an essay. i hope i wud get lots of marks. hahaha.. oh yah, forget to mention, we have a new classmate! he's freaking tall. all the boys had to look up to him.. but watever it is, welcome to 3C! i forgot the name uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm seriouslyy tired. when i got back frm school, bath, eat &amp;amp; had to sent my 4-yr-old sis to her "speech &amp;amp; drama" class. after dat, did my homework.. then, nid to fetch her. then, continue wif my homework again. after dat, had to go for religious class. i almost slept there. now, i'm back home blogging for awhile. i'm so glad dat i've done my homework. usually, i will be completing my homework around midnight. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaylah.. till here. my eyes is closing soon. long day of lessons tmr so nid lots of rest. if there's maths remedial tmr, straight frm there have to rush to malay supplementary. straight frm there, i will have to go for my religious class.. i hope there won't be lots of hmk tmr.. nah, dream on! &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope i can survive tmr&lt;/span&gt;~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8040246102448426887?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8040246102448426887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8040246102448426887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8040246102448426887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8040246102448426887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/scratches.html' title='scratches'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S3Akj2VtksI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6tHjhmetxdw/s72-c/08022010034%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3139133624194488655</id><published>2010-02-06T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T23:16:59.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday = sleep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S22DQaw9y_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4607kMPQtcE/s1600-h/never+4get+the+memories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S22DQaw9y_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4607kMPQtcE/s200/never+4get+the+memories.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435144643391900658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;memories in pri-sch wif my frens.&lt;br /&gt;i miss them so much. btw, i look&lt;br /&gt;way way different.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so, saturday means tuition day. i was really feeling tired. &amp;amp; luckily there's no maths hmk so i brought chemistry assessment book &amp;amp; did revision on Kinetic Particle Theory. For once, i get to do other than maths. haha.. the good thing is, it ended quite early. but otw back home, had massive headache. wah, if someone is kind enough to massage my head, i love dat person mann.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so now, at home.. i revised some parts of principles of governance for SS. but when i asked others frm other's class, they said only SBQ IS TESTED. like dat uh, i wasted time memorizing dat particular chapter. nvm uh, general information. darn it. ms toh didn't even tell us, wat is tested. mr bobby goh.. come back faster. Hist/SS lessons is getting boring when u're not teaching us. imagine when we're having Hist &amp;amp; SS on the same day &amp;amp; we have to face ms toh 2 times.. 1 wk have gone &amp;amp; 2 weeks left. get us out frm the torturing!  i can't wait for the 2 weeks to passed coz by then, mr bobby will return frm his re-service. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;alright, till here. i'm hungry. i'm craving for fast-food. but i can't eat it. see, i think i'm losing weights already. since the day i was sick, mum has been controlling my diet. she dun allow me to eat fast-foods, unhealthy food : chocolates &amp;amp; i can't even eat any fried food. nice or wat?  i wanna cook instant noodle.. dun care uh, only once. &amp;amp; all i've been drinking is plain water! but mum bought for me 1.5litre of 100 plus. nvm uh, at least it has a "sweet taste''. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&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/2977335559236472593-3139133624194488655?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3139133624194488655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3139133624194488655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3139133624194488655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3139133624194488655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/saturday-sleep.html' title='saturday = sleep.'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S22DQaw9y_I/AAAAAAAAAPE/4607kMPQtcE/s72-c/never+4get+the+memories.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3323433160551487635</id><published>2010-02-05T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T00:24:39.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm walking on sunshine!</title><content type='html'>(#) I'm walking on sunshine... yeahhh!&lt;br /&gt;school was good! nothing bad happen. i think. physics test&gt; i tried my best &amp;amp; i just hope the result wud be good. EL, had to write 2 entries in our journal. when i got back my journal uh, i didn't even see any reply on my previous entry. not even a sentence.. wanna noe wat? mrs hwee just wrote "seen". HAHA! *sarcastic laugh* then, i end my 2 entries wif.. "pls reply"  i wrote damn long &amp;amp; all i get for reply is "seen" or "checked". power or wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MT, nothing interesting happen. Maths.. got back my test paper. there's one part when mr ong gave out the paper, he said there's 2 rows dat did better.. i'm in one of the row.. lols. he look at this paper and he said "wah, dis one oso not bad.. can try harder" when the paper was being passed, it was my paper. lols. 25/60 is not bad uh? but i determined to try harder! &amp;amp; prove &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;certain ppl &lt;/span&gt;wrong. fulermakk. failing is not the end. failing make one to strive even more. rightt? next common test is SS. i'm gonna study like mad coz i'm not sick anymore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa,  i'm so happy today. haha.. well, i got an advise frm my fren..&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;For every minute u're angry, u lose 60 seconds of happiness. why not be happy &amp;amp; smile?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yea, i find it true. i'm oh-so-tired being angry/pissed &amp;amp; endure any things dat get in my way. it is time for me to make my own stand. whoa, where did there came frm? nvm uh, rock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smackdown was great + awesome! Edge is backk! yes, finally get to see some "ass-kicking". okay, wat i mean by dat is i get to see some "nice-fighting" ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;okay, where="" did="" that="" came="" out="" rock="" smackdown="" was="" edge="" is="" finally="" get="" to="" see="" some="" kicking="" what="" i="" mean="" by="" dat="" ppl=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/okay,&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3323433160551487635?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3323433160551487635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3323433160551487635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3323433160551487635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3323433160551487635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-walking-on-sunshine.html' title='I&apos;m walking on sunshine!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5160976786465271124</id><published>2010-02-04T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T20:37:36.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SCRAM! &gt;&gt; copyrighted frm Mr.L</title><content type='html'>ohmygod. i saw a guy who dress like a girl &amp;amp; act like a girl ytd. since dat, i kept disturbing classmates, haja &amp;amp; chiweng dat they are confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;alright. didn't post ytd... lazy.. had 3 tests for today. &amp;amp; i seriouslyy LOATHE Mr.Loser. he's an irritating truck! during POA, we had tests uh. then, the remaining mins, he go tru some wkshts.. i told him, i nid to go do duty uh. then, he asked me to wait, he wanna explain dat qtn. then, just 1 more min to 9.20am, he said "those who have to go duty, go lar.." wif dat kind of attitude. so, i turned around &amp;amp; take my uniform uh. coz i was in PE attire &amp;amp; my uniform is hung behind my chair. &amp;amp; u noe wat the Mr.Loser said? "i give u 10 seconds to SCRAM. but y muz u turned around &amp;amp; talked to ur fren?" i took my uniform &amp;amp; i said.. "FINE!" &amp;amp; just walked off &amp;amp; slam the door real hard. chey, gangster uh? see, dun underestimate me! i may be quiet on the outside but violent on the inside. but before i walk off uh, Mr.Loser asked JiaLe whether he got duty.. actually, he have uh! but i dunno wat he reply bcos i went off. JiaLe, call urself a guy! coward sia. are u confused or wat? do u noe wat's ur gender? everytime, i'm the one who have to ask permission to go early recess. shit rite? a girl is much more braver? damn u JiaLe! assface. coward. dun even dare to ask Mr.Loser. like hello, why u nid to be afraid of him?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;i think uh, next wk, i'm gonna be picked on.!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's alright.. The Battle Has Just Begun. &amp;amp; there's still more to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, when i came down for recess uh, i didn't know my anger was obvious. i didn't smile. Enqi/Enning is the one who notice it first. mood when down the drain just bcos of dat subject. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guessed wat? here my mom nagging her ass off. SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP. can dis world shut up for awhile? give me a break. i already have 2 enemies coach &amp;amp; Mr.Loser.  i'm fighting my own battle. &amp;amp; i dun nid oil. so cut ur crap off. mum, do u want me to live dis world at a young age? when u're angry u keep bring the issue of dying. &amp;amp; if it did happen to me, ur life will be full of regrets!! it's good enuf i didn't talk back to u. sometimes, the type of ppl hu nvr talk back to their parents is much more worse compared to rebellious child. coz why, we bottled our feelings up. rmbr mum, what goes around comes around.. see, i even type dat for my mum..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i can't continue any futher. there's Physics test tmr. wish me luck. all i have to do know is to have patience. Sabar itu separuh dari iman&gt;&gt;miss aisha wrote dat in my journal.. meaning, Patience is virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5160976786465271124?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5160976786465271124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5160976786465271124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5160976786465271124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5160976786465271124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/scram-copyrighted-frm-mrl.html' title='SCRAM! &gt;&gt; copyrighted frm Mr.L'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4395833188803143402</id><published>2010-02-02T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T23:21:50.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>look at my fb status</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;stupid. truck. day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guessed ppl muz be wondering abt my maths result. ltr i tell uh.&lt;br /&gt;i did 2 good things today. in the morning, i took the lift(as usual). then, when it reach the ground level, i chose to come out first &amp;amp; pressed the outside button to let everyone come out frm the lift. kind rite? then, when i'm going home after my malay supplementary, 62 was actually going off already but i ran then the bus driver stop &amp;amp; i say thank you. lol, basic courtesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back. maths result. blame myself. i was sick for the whole weekend. medicines make me so restless. dat's y. haizz. i still dun get it. i know, hafizah share dis thinking too. hahaha. wah, when i first put that sentence in my msn uh, wah, suddenly got lots of ppl chatting wif me abt dat. lols. then, i put dat as my fb status. haha, i got 3 ppl liking my status. high-5! seriouslyy, if we know dat we done our best then we shouldn't worry abt anything rite? i was worried but not over-worried. coz i know i didn't study enough. ah, i won't dwell on this darn things.. coz, i'm gonna work much harder. yes, chengning, i'm gonna train my stamina. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i hate ms toh's lesson. but there's nothing i could do but endure it. after school, went to PP to eat wif sharidah &amp;amp; her twin sister join. &amp;amp; i swear they are totally different. the face are the same but&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt; the behaviour are so damn different.&lt;/span&gt; sharidah uh, u can see she's kinda angel type but ziana(her twin sis) is like the devil type. haha, she know me. i was kind of scared. but she treat me nicely uh. lol. coz y, i'm not used to seeing someone who has a face like sharidah being the minah type. then, on the way back to school for malay supp, i kept laughing watching this 2 sisters having different behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ego. i know guys have this. but i think everyone has ego even the girls. seriouslyy. but it just dat, we dun wanna show it. haha. i dunno why uh. sometime i have an alter ego. my sis keep saying i have split personality. nahh.. dat's way way way scary. it just dat, when i wanna make a decision uh, the other side of me is like challenging me. get it? nvm, one day u ppl will get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mann, tmr POA. i have to survive. i hope i can survive lesson. my cough is getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4395833188803143402?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4395833188803143402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4395833188803143402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4395833188803143402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4395833188803143402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/look-at-my-fb-status.html' title='look at my fb status'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2574614546857030706</id><published>2010-02-01T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:53:19.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everytime i coughed, i felt like i'm gonna die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm still sick, u noe! but why are some ppl&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be sick, when they are so fit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seeking attention, i guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up my maths Common test. it's so freaking hard. i dun get to complete my paper. i hope i won't fail. i tink i'm the only person who has lots of qtns dat is undone. coz some of my frens didn't get to complete only abt few qtns. i'm worried. when i was writing, my hand was shivering. the medicines made me become like dat. almost didn't come school today but test is important mah, see, i sacrifice uh.. so pls.. i dun wanna fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons goes on. Mr Bobby not here today. sad uh. then, i kept coughing.. it hurts so much. restless. then, everytime, after lesson, Hehma keep shouting my name.. "So how u're okay now?" ... "I feel like visiting u in the hospital.." wahh, so bad uh?? lol, it's ok.. at least she care. oh yah, today, i have lots of different voices.. &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;i own a rocker voice.&lt;/span&gt;. wait, wif dis sign &gt;&gt; \m/&lt;br /&gt;truly paiseh during malay lesson. we were going thru some worksheets &amp;amp; suddenly mdm azrina asking for our marks. when, it's my turn uh, my voice so hoarse sia.. then, the class laughed non-stop. chill uh, like dat only.. then, when i was speaking to Pizza, Amylia said "wah, voice of a rocker"  haha, see, i can become the future rock-star. serious man.. i didn't expect my voice to turn out that way. &amp;amp; whenever i speak, ppl can't hear me. pls lurh, dun make me repeat wat i have said, it hurts me, u noe! my breathing is uneven so i can't speak alot of time, okayy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright till here. i have to eat my medicines &amp;amp; sleep. i've been resting the whole day. bye ppl.. oh yah, just a slight reminder.. when u're not sick, stop saying u are, coz when u're really sick, it's gonna be worse.. trust me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-2574614546857030706?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2574614546857030706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2574614546857030706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2574614546857030706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2574614546857030706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/02/everytime-i-coughed-i-felt-like-im.html' title='Everytime i coughed, i felt like i&apos;m gonna die'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8637206098010957030</id><published>2010-01-30T22:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T22:46:55.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cough + flu = AWFUL!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 432px; height: 238px;" src="http://i32.tinypic.com/244xkde.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sup. I'm feeling weak rite now. not feeling awesome but feeling awful. but the good thing is, my throat is getting better. now i have a newcomer of sickness : flu. can't this get any worse? seriouslyy, it sucks getting sick. it's rare for me to get sick but when i do, it's worse. can see dat my parents are really worried abt me. sorry. i nid to recover fast bcoz on monday, there's maths common test. i hope i can do well it in it but i doubt so. look at me, all this sickness is preventing me frm studying.&lt;br /&gt;the truth is, i dun wanna let ppl know i'm sick but since it's so obvious might as well i let it out here. but i know i can't hide it frm one of my pri-sch fren. haha, thx irfan.. last fri, when i got off the bus, i didn't know he was at the bus-stop where i usually stop at. then, when in msn, he was asking "are u sick?"  &amp;amp; i have to say yes. aww.. thx for the concern but stop saying ''rest well''.. i'm beginning to hate that word bcoz i tink i've rested enough but this stupid sickness just won't get away.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure whether i wann attend madrasah or not.. haizz, depend uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, ppl.. drink lots of plain water okay?? dun get urself sick. germs spread. unluckily, it spread to me.. soo, byee.. i wanna watch Glee i heard it's nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8637206098010957030?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8637206098010957030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8637206098010957030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8637206098010957030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8637206098010957030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/cough-flu-awful.html' title='cough + flu = AWFUL!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i32.tinypic.com/244xkde_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2207869129249255180</id><published>2010-01-29T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T21:59:23.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it hurts.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My throat hurts + bad cough&lt;/span&gt;. i was coughing in class. haha, sorry for the distractions. ahh~ when i reached sch only, most ppl was asking "what's wrong?" heh. i didn't know my pale-ness was so obvious. i almost FAINT when doing morning duty. there's was lots of announcements &amp;amp; standing there feels like i've been standing for days. the reason was bcoz i ate medicine 'May Cause Drowsiness' before school. dat's y, i feel so pale. then, there's chemistry test. i can't rmbr what i studied.. thx alot medicine! -.- i guessed i can't hide my sickness frm anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Recess. Didn't come out for early recess. coz i can't eat. i can't swallow anything! how bad is dat? when i'm drinking water too, my throat hurts. &amp;amp; thx sharidah for accompanying me to do recess duty. haha, there's some funny parts.. &amp;amp; it was so random..&lt;br /&gt;me &amp;amp; sharidah was sitting on the bench, u noe near the staircase to the hall or near to the SR2. haha, suddenly, mr bobby walked past &amp;amp; he said "ey?" then me &amp;amp; sharidah said, "hey!".. haha, i thought who sia.. then, sharidah kept shouting his name. oh dear, i guessed tzeyee have another competitor. wait, why all the humanities teachers wearing the same shirt? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyah, eventhough there's no mr bobby's lesson today but i've seen him, everytime! morning, recess &amp;amp; even after school. haha.. wth, tzeyee, where were u after school? u get to see him close-up, u noe! lols. ltr i tell type wat happen.. muz have suspense abit. haha! so, i didn't quite concentrate in class. all i was thinking of is resting.  okay, so after school, me &amp;amp; sharidah went to the bus-stop. darn it, i missed 136 just by a few seconds. but uh, suddenly, we saw mr bobby. he was standing so front wif his sling bag like a teenager. LOL. because uh, before dat hidayah came to us &amp;amp; she talked abt SS then all of the sudden the SS teacher was there. &amp;amp; again, i have another fren who's obsess wif mr bobby. wah, he got sharp ears sia. sharidah was calling out his name.. not loud. but he can hear it &amp;amp; he came &amp;amp; stand near us. &amp;amp; damn it, i'm shorter than him. ahhh! i'm not growing. i want to be taller than all the teachers. crazy uh? so back to the point.. i asked abt his re-service thing uh. then, he said he's still not sure. tonight then he noe.. wah, seriouslyy uh, i dun want any substitute teachers.. later no jokes! then, he said to sharidah " u shud stand near the road to wait for the bus bcoz u're.. small." so bad, uh? action uh, so tall!&lt;br /&gt;then, talked&amp;amp; talked &amp;amp; i coughed all of the sudden. &amp;amp; ppl were like looking at me. paiseh..&lt;br /&gt;then, bus 85 &amp;amp; 3 came. like dis uh, my frens &amp;amp; teacher leaving me behind.. no heart uh..&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, nvm at least got some jokes just now.. haha, so how.. tzeyee.. wanna stalk him? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my throat heals tmr. i've not been eating anything coz i can't swallow uh.. like dis uh, no wonder my face so pale.. no food to give me energy. okay, brrr,, i'm starting to feel cold.. dis is bad.. real bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2207869129249255180?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2207869129249255180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2207869129249255180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2207869129249255180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2207869129249255180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-hurts.html' title='it hurts.'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8360346787228467433</id><published>2010-01-27T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T00:15:19.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It was so much better</title><content type='html'>I've just watched wwe Raw. &amp;amp; it's so awesome! lol.. seriouslyy. this time, i can see lots of john cena. wohhoo~ &amp;amp; it's kinda hilarious..  &amp;amp; because of dat, i still have some homeworks left.Distractions!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so.. today, normal uh.. and and, i salute miss aisha! there's always something to learn frm her experiences &amp;amp; the weird thing is, she &amp;amp; i like have the same mindset. serious.. nvm uh, we high-five uh.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;then, POA! it was seriouslyy much more better. Elliot(haha, i dunno the spelling uh) was our teacher for today &amp;amp; tomorrow(i guess?) pls be our teacher for tmr too! although i'm not used to his "scolding" but his teaching method is really effective. &amp;amp;  he's not the professional teacher. but imagine this, a professional teacher( Mr U-Know-Who) loves to pick on 2B'09 ppl. heh..but i wonder why some ppl dunno like uh. oh yah, i know they are frm 2C. of coz mah, Mr U-Know-Who is biased wat.. dat's y the 2C ppl can't take it when Elliot scolded them. &amp;amp; furthermore, they deserve it. when they make lots of noise in Mr U-Know-Who's lesson's. That Mr nvr scold them but instead scolded us(2B's ppl) .. so unreasonable rite? so 2C's ppl, just because u got NEVER get scolded frm Mr U-Know-Who, means u can cause lot of trouble for others rite? i know u ppl muz have been enjoying seeing 2b get scolded frm Mr U-Know-Who.&lt;br /&gt;rmbr, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;wat goes around, comes around&lt;/span&gt;. damn, i've been posting this sentence most. haha, okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls, be a better day tmr. &amp;amp; i'm gonna have long long very long so long day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8360346787228467433?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8360346787228467433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8360346787228467433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8360346787228467433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8360346787228467433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/it-was-so-much-better.html' title='It was so much better'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7296802024802471082</id><published>2010-01-25T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T23:51:29.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is wrong wif my mother?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Hate this. i hate getting scolded when i dun even noe what i've done. it just happen a few mins ago. forgive me if there's any typo coz i'm typing furiouslyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;see uh, i was back frm my ngaji class(religious class) ard 9.40pm. after my prayers all, i went to sleep uh. then, all of the sudden, my mom &amp;amp; sis was screaming at me. they were asking me to eat medicine. but i was half-awake. of coz i was unsure, why muz i eat medicine? i'm not sick! right? then, i was at my room then i went out at to the living room, to sleep &amp;amp; their screaming' s can really hurt my eardrum! i got no choice uh, then, my sis took the cough syrup &amp;amp; so-called 'feed me'. but before dat, i pushed her hand away which spilled some of the syrup &amp;amp; my mother suddenly said to me "are u trying to drive me to the grave?" i was like, wtf? i dunno wat. i just woke up &amp;amp; here u are nagging at me! then, my mum said abt smthg like ahh.. u noe mothers! kept saying they won't wake up tmr morning. eh, hello.. be careful of wat u say.. it won't be u.. who noes, it might be me the one who will not wake up. after my mum went inside her room uh.. i suddenly asked my sis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"why do i have to eat the medicine??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;she replied, "coz u were coughing when u're sleeping! duh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;"but why mum suddenly so angry?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;she replied, "u were not fully-awake.. duh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;ok fine, if it's my fault, can u at least talk not shout or scream. it's good enough dat i'm already sleeping quite early. now, i can't even sleep coz i'm seriously angry of what has happened.i'm not sick.. anyone of u saw me coughing or being sick at school?? NOOO.. RITE? then, just now, my dad was back frm work.. i confided in him. my dad rocks! he's not unreasonable.. ahh~ frm tmr onwards, i wanna go home late! fuck this life! i'm just awake.. how do u expect to react??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7296802024802471082?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7296802024802471082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7296802024802471082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7296802024802471082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7296802024802471082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/what-is-wrong-wif-my-mother.html' title='What is wrong wif my mother?'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5609662847886924834</id><published>2010-01-24T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T23:32:47.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2uzfayu.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in my POA hmk. nvm uh, i'll get help tmr morning or during recess.&lt;br /&gt;This past few days, i've been having headaches. it's continuously. it hurt so bad that i can't even think straight. ahh..why must teachers hurt our brains? i dun have lots of neurons in my brain, for goodness sake! darnn it! i just noticed smthg. that some ppl who i know tend to act dramatic to seek attention frm others especially frm the opposite gender. like, wth?&lt;br /&gt;no logic rite? i thought i'm the only person who thinks in dat way, but in fact, even ''that person'' frens told me dat too. soo, girl, i suggest u, to stop acting.. we've always know what u were saying isn't true. u want to seek attention so much, not here! like, c'mon it's so obvious. u just want the other person to coaxed u.. rite? &amp;amp; let me tell u, ur tactics is so lame-.-&lt;br /&gt;i guessed i end my post here. just let ur(readers) imaginations go wild &amp;amp; think who i'm referring too.&lt;br /&gt;i just hope she will learn it by tmr. &amp;amp; i just hope tmr wud be a good day. so, see ya later, alligator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-5609662847886924834?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5609662847886924834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5609662847886924834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5609662847886924834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5609662847886924834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/in-pain.html' title='in pain'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i27.tinypic.com/2uzfayu_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2520409830057476352</id><published>2010-01-22T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T20:57:09.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F</title><content type='html'>Thank God It's Friday! whoa, i love fridays! that's the only day u feel so relaxed. like, u dun nid to complete ur hmk on friday.. ahhh~&lt;br /&gt;so, erm. i...slept... at... 3am.. again.&lt;br /&gt;not my fault. it's my hmk's fault. wah, wat a lame excuse -.- &amp;amp; i have a terrible nightmare. ahh~ darn it! * i dun want to think abt it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today, assembly in class. so our duty was patrolling uh. me &amp;amp; sharidah went up till the 4th level. coz we wanna ''explore'' but we dun dare to go d&amp;amp;t block uh. lols, &amp;amp; i scolded a grp of upper secs boys. lols, i didn't realize they were upper secs at first. see uh, me &amp;amp; sharidah stood near the staircase coz the national anthem was being played. then, this grp of upper secs just wanna walk sia. &amp;amp; so i just said "stop walking!" wah, they angry liao. then, they spoke smthg in malay. but i just kept quiet uh. then, when pledge uh, having finished pledge yet, they walked away sia. i waited till the pledge finish &amp;amp; i said "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Jalan baik-baik tau, jgn terjatuh pulak!&lt;/span&gt;" meaning "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Be careful when u're walking along the corridor, dun slip &amp;amp; fall!&lt;/span&gt;" wah, so bad uh me? lol, i say dat in a sarcastic manner. true wat! they so eager to walk when the pledge haven't ended yet &amp;amp; summore it rain sia so muz be slippery rite?. haha, then, sharidah beside me just laughed sia. &amp;amp; one of them look at me &amp;amp; i just walked off uh. lol. i'm not scared of them. in fact, i dun give a damn to them. sometimes, dis ppl just nid a lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, aft dat, lesson goes on. haha, during Mr Cheong's lesson went to comp lab. syiok man! was replying to weiling tru plurk. haha, she love my evil smirk. ^^. then, lessons goes on.. wah, i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;english lessons wasn't fair at all! &lt;/span&gt;we were divided into 2 grps. grp A &amp;amp; B. then, we(grp A) have to copy the word: "Supersonic" wif the meanings 10 times! what the truck! actually uh, Sharidah already reading out the meanings sia then, Filicks(grp B) kept reading out the meaning. so mrs hwee thought grp A doesn't know the meaning. wth, Filicks go die uh! stop acting like a pro man! do u noe dat u're a freaking annoying just like a truck? He just wanna sabo us sia. &amp;amp; grp B uh, the passage B like so freaking easy so we can't even asked a difficult word. i dun care, no matter what they have to copy at least one word. Filicks, if u think u're so bloody smart than others, go to a better class, 3A/3B. 3C doesn't nid an irritating truck who acts like they know everything! ganster cap taik angjing! &lt;br /&gt;oklah, it's been a long time since i posted smthg like dis. haha, serious sia. he thinks he so big uh? Hah-puuiiit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, i can't wait for Smackdown. woots~ i rarely get to see Raw coz it's on wed(schoolday).. nvm, i hope there's Undertaker.. haha, coz uh, when he speaks uh, fulerrmakk! alright, i think i have tuition tmr. weee~ i love tuition!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2520409830057476352?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2520409830057476352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2520409830057476352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2520409830057476352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2520409830057476352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/tgif.html' title='T.G.I.F'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3988275535987186001</id><published>2010-01-21T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T00:06:41.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>workholic</title><content type='html'>i'm gonna burn the midnight's oil tonight. but before dat, i blog 1st lurh. ltr, my blog rot uh.&lt;br /&gt;as i say. today there's po-ah lesson. &amp;amp; i'm glad i survived it. it just dat i didn't get to go for early recess.. like, wth?&lt;br /&gt;after recess, the lesson's all was filled wif laughters. &amp;amp; chiweng kept taking my pencilbox. eh, i know my pencilbox very nice rite? but uh, sori uh, that's mine! haha, dat was wat i always said. then, he was like: -.-'' and he kept taking my things &amp;amp; passed it to amylia. then, ltr amylia passed it back to me. haha, serious sia, like passing baton. but uh, i rather have chiweng sit in front of me than haja. coz uh, if haja sit in front, wah, my temperature will rise! coz he's damn irritating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time check:11.52pm, few mins &amp;amp; it's gonna be 12am! dad just came back home so i can't drink coffee. but i have alternatives.. Milo.. hahas! ahh, i hope i can sleep before 2am. but fat hope uh. nowadays uh, when i slept after 2am, i have nightmares. &amp;amp; it's really scarry. &gt;.&lt;''    then, i told my mom uh, then she was like "see lurh, i told u to sleep early rite?" how am i supposed to sleep early, when my hmk are not completed yet?? i've told some of my frens abt it &amp;amp; they asked me to sleep early tonight. thx for the concern but i'm worried i will sleep late again. alright, gonna continue wif my hmks~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Once i'm in, i own ur heart^^(For Your Entertainment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-3988275535987186001?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3988275535987186001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3988275535987186001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3988275535987186001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3988275535987186001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/workholic.html' title='workholic'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7932573765372957058</id><published>2010-01-20T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T00:06:30.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a long time since i last update. missed my post? i'm sure, u ppl do. on monday uh, my whole block blackout sia, since dat day uh, i dun wanna switch on the comp uh.. lol, not only dat, hmk have been piling up. so, let me tell wat happened today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st period. hist. mr bobby goh was not in sch.. &amp;amp; there was no relief teacher too. &amp;amp; the class was kinda quiet. whoa, huh? second one, was PE. again, stretching out our muscles.  then, recess. after recess, was needed for a 'dialogue-session' wif the delicates frm other country. but before dat uh, went to prefect HQ to put on the blazer &amp;amp; was feeling kinda warm uh. then, i saw hafizah wif the fan. wat else? i joined uh. &amp;amp; our hair was like 'flying' lols. till some ppl thought we wanna be models. hahaha. &amp;amp; hafizah, kept insisting to take a picture. so shoik sia the fan. then, had to gather up at the multiplex room. &amp;amp; at first, nothing to do so i walked around looking at the photos uh. &amp;amp; lots of the pictures was the time we're in sec 1. ohmy.. my hair was long at dat time. suddenly, mr fadli asked us to take a seat. &amp;amp; i dun even know how on earth i end up sitting in the middle. i meant, the girls was mostly seated at the front row. the rest was seated at the side of the 2nd row.i wanna change my seat but sharidah was in front of me &amp;amp; she didn't want me to sit far away frm me so i have to stay put uh.  i think beside me was wee kit &amp;amp; syafiq. lols.. chengning so.. ermm.. "H" and end wif the letter "Y".  he kept asking the boys abt u-know-smthg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, mdm ramizah heard it sia. &amp;amp; she can like entertain it summore. &amp;amp; so, the room was filled wif laughter of 'u know' stuff. pity the boys who have to answer chengning's questions. then, the delicates came in, everyone turned so innocent already. haha, scary u noe! &amp;amp; my eyes kept looking for caucasian ppl. then, i was like speaking to myself uh, "where's the caucasian? i dun see them." &amp;amp; dat syafiq go sae "they're too white, dat's y"  woi... they got nice eyes okayy! wah seriouslyy sia.. then there's question time. i dun really understand most of the question that's y i was like "wat?" my mind was blank at dat time. then uh, mdm lee passed the mic at the 2nd row. the question is abt 'how me managed our time uh". lol, then uh, i can see muhammad's face looking at mdm lee wif his 'are u serious?' face. hahas, then, for when it's my turn uh, i didn't think u noe! it just came to me.. i went to speak ''i usually focused on my schoolwork first then, at night i switched on  the computer &amp;amp; do some stuff there'' aft dat uh, i realised that my answer sound so wrong. i said ''do some stuf''. lols, i hope those ppl doesn't realise it. like, wat was i thinking? can sae dat, those ppl was very nice. when mr eric koh told them it's our first time doing this, i saw a caucasian lady said ''it's ok''. fulerrmak! after all dat, we have to went back to our lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, weiling &amp;amp; sharidah was like, alamak po-ah lesson sia! i meant poa. i dun hate the subject is just dat i despise the teacher. lols, everytime, talk crap! suddenly, weiling asked syafiq to join. walao, weiling still say she wanna drink water sia. dis girl uh. haha, we walked long way sia. haha, &amp;amp; i kept whining.. "po-ah lesson. po-ah lesson" but still uh, we went for the lesson. hahas. but was fun uh when we walked slowly.. ^^ one step at a time uh?&lt;br /&gt;then, the poa teacher was like 'prefects, i give u 3 mins to settle down &amp;amp; u took more than dat." i was like" what the fuck is wrong wif dis teacher" of coz i dun sae it out load. crazy uh! serious sia, i think uh, he's biased sia.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt; he kept finding faults wif 2B's ppl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; coz y, u see uh, shihui's a very good student rite? then, he wanna find fault wif her sia? then, today, that biased teacher used my name &amp;amp; tzeyee's name as an example. example for a negative thing! both of us are frm 2B.. &amp;amp; for boys, he kept using zihe's name. isn't he frm 2B too? he got issues wif us uh? so, did i produced lots of evidence? &lt;/span&gt;pls lurh. dis time, it's not my instinct. it's logical thinking. if he like 2C so much, teach them then. but first, find us another poa teacher who is fair! remember, what's goes around, comes around. during dat lesson uh, i kept knocking my pen. whenever i knock my pen, meaning uh, i'm trying to control my anger. i dun want my anger to control me. serious uh, look out for me tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;after the lesson uh. weiling didn't wear her tie. then i was like, "wear uh, dun have dis kind of opportunity." haha, she &amp;amp;  her 'future head prefect" lol, "prefect for one day". 2 prefects being the 'prefect for one day' while another 2 prefect being 'the actual one'. it's cool sia if there's is 4 prefects in the class. haha, i have a name for us. AWESOME FOURSOME! haha, nice huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;okay uh. i wanna eat uh. haven't eat. so hopefully i survive in po-ah lesson!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7932573765372957058?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7932573765372957058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7932573765372957058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7932573765372957058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7932573765372957058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/long-time.html' title='long time'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5389696533479143586</id><published>2010-01-17T20:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T20:54:59.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna give up!</title><content type='html'>Had madrasah dis morning. almost slept in class. then, suddenly, Amanina nudged me. wah, like electric shock, u noe!  aiyah, i slept ard 4am &amp;amp; i woke up at 6.30am for madrasah. hahas. coz uh, i slept frm 10pm-2am. frm 2am, i can't sleep so i did my eng hmk. whoa, good girl huh? haha, as if!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pissed off wif my chemistry hmk. i'm only left wif 3 qtns! imagine 3!!! i just nid to do dat 3 qtn &amp;amp; i can close the book!! i'm like asking everyone whether they know how to do or not. in the meantime, i watching In The Name Of Love. haha&gt;&gt; Channel 8 one! sound so 'lovey~thing' rite? haha, but actually it's kinda funny. haha, i'm watching it coz got DYT. lawls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me~~ i'm on the verge of giving up. wth, tmr eng got spelling test? aiyah! then, got what else uh? training! ahhhhhhhhhhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mood: pissed off. not at human but at non-living thing. pathetic uh? oh yah, nowadays i got lots of friend request at facebook. lols, all the sec 2(prefects/student leaders) added me. lols..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5389696533479143586?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5389696533479143586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5389696533479143586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5389696533479143586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5389696533479143586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-wanna-give-up.html' title='I wanna give up!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3607532759778740152</id><published>2010-01-15T22:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T20:41:00.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Miss Aisha!</title><content type='html'>Heyhey.. today, 2 ppl got punk'd! 1st was Haja. He was serious sia dat he want to pay me $5. then, i pity him uh. then, i showed the pen. &amp;amp; he's face was amazed. "where did u find it sia?" lols.. magic uh! i won't take ppl's money one lurh. darn it, i shud have taken the pic of his expression. LAWLS. then, lesson goes on.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yah, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;, u're not happy wif me uh? everytime, point out my fringe, eh, hello, before u want find fault wif me, i suggest u pin up ur 'feelers' at ur side. once u done it, then, i give u the green light to ask me pin up my fringe. wth sia.. my fringe not so long rite? u want evidence? go ask my form teacher. there's grooming check in class oso, okay! she said, i passed! look here, teacher's position are much more bigger. should i even nid to listen to u? so, u pinned up ur feelers 1st then u come find me. dun nid to AC &amp;amp; TC(act cute &amp;amp; talk crap ; learnt it frm chiweng).. alright! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; after sch was the best. yeah ^^. it was miss aisha's birthday today. haha, but we didn't have her lesson today. so, in order to bring her to the class, we create drama uh. 1stly uh, every fri, miss aisha will have conference wif one of our classmates. it was amylia's turn today. then, during their conferencing, andy go &amp;amp; tell miss aisha dat there's a fight in our class. what i heard was frm others was, miss aisha asked "who? what happened?" then, andy told her dat "i dunno. mr phillip tan outside the class! " LOL. but we were inside the class, chaotic, i tell u! wif the balloons &amp;amp; the poppers! then, suddenly some1 shouted "miss aisha's coming!" &amp;amp; we were screaming like mad sia. &amp;amp; when she step in... SURPRISE!  hahaha, dramatic or not? then, her face was like so shocked.. all she said dat, "i really thought there was a fight in the class." lol. then, chiweng said "yeah, i fight wif mr bobby goh.. very nice one!" then, mr bobby goh just laughed at chiweng's answer. fulermakk, they ordered PizzaHut &amp;amp; a cake frm PrimaDeli, i think. me loveeeeee the pizza.. it's so yummy. but uh, my cheese most of it was in the box. then, when others come near it, i kept saying "my cheese!". haha. then, the cake was super niceee! had the 2nd round! ^^... haha, ok, here's the pic.. i was the camera-girl okay! so, gd quality u noe! if u see, the pic is somewhat similar to others, it's frm your's truly, mua! cheyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B58ix3_KI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mweztJEnpH4/s1600-h/15012010017%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B58ix3_KI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mweztJEnpH4/s200/15012010017%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426971632016555170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B585U3rAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/iTDtRIoS4-0/s1600-h/15012010022%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B585U3rAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/iTDtRIoS4-0/s200/15012010022%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426971638068915202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;miss aisha: why i blow nvr go off?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;us: special candle.. ok, everyone blow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B59B1ZOaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JJgNYLJhhx0/s1600-h/15012010027%5B2%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B59B1ZOaI/AAAAAAAAAOk/JJgNYLJhhx0/s200/15012010027%5B2%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426971640352815522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see amylia.. so happy! coz why,&lt;br /&gt;mr bobby goh beside her. let's call him&lt;br /&gt;mr bobby, sound much more friendlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B59alLxhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NU4WF55Rnm0/s1600-h/15012010030%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 163px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B59alLxhI/AAAAAAAAAOs/NU4WF55Rnm0/s200/15012010030%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426971646995711506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, i get to be in the pic.. thx to edmund.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B59iSGTqI/AAAAAAAAAO0/o7F7kJ1fRvs/s1600-h/15012010031%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B59iSGTqI/AAAAAAAAAO0/o7F7kJ1fRvs/s200/15012010031%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426971649063145122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second take, dis time edmund was blur.&lt;br /&gt;edmund:eh, wait how to go back?&lt;br /&gt;me:*went to his direction &amp;amp; touch the button*&lt;br /&gt;edmund:ohh, touchscreen uh?&lt;br /&gt;siao sia, dis chairman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; presenting 3C...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B8ix93_5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/V6kFCazOH7Y/s1600-h/3C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B8ix93_5I/AAAAAAAAAO8/V6kFCazOH7Y/s200/3C.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426974487951703954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u see me? or u can't see me? lol&lt;br /&gt;dis time, it happened to have a grp of seniors walking&lt;br /&gt;past our class.haha, see, nice quality rite? of cozlah,&lt;br /&gt;see the phone. lol.. then after dat. everyone was like&lt;br /&gt;"bluetooth me the pic" haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so how? got potential to be photographer or not? more photos, is on facebook. lol.. but too bad uh, the photo only half of the class coz some went off for CCA &amp;amp; the muslims boys, so sad to say they have to go for friday prayers. nvm, we could be like dis again! wooots~~~ hopefully, 3C could be like dis.. united!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, tmr got tuition. yes uh! i need tuition sia. i nid help, dat's y! ok uh, i wanna watch Smackdown now. Coz i heard Undertaker's entrance song already. alright, toodles~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2977335559236472593-3607532759778740152?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3607532759778740152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3607532759778740152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3607532759778740152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3607532759778740152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-birthday-miss-aisha.html' title='Happy Birthday Miss Aisha!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/S1B58ix3_KI/AAAAAAAAAOU/mweztJEnpH4/s72-c/15012010017%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2316969233343358854</id><published>2010-01-14T21:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T22:07:12.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Curse Of Papercuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="550" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7I0ZQWwZqP8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7I0ZQWwZqP8&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="550" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;thx to liyana, i'm obsessed wif dis song. adam lambert looked so hot.. but he's a gay! wasted uh! ^^. i kept hearing dis song over &amp;amp; over again. if there's time, i'm gonna download dis song &amp;amp; Kris Allen song to my phone. haha, i didn't know wat's this song at first but when i see the lyrics uh, i finally understand.. *u know* but seriouslyy, can make ppl melt sia. i like the part "Once I'm in, I own ur heart" fulermakk,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 0.50-0.53.&lt;/span&gt;. that timing, he did he's eyebrow thing, fulermakk.. so cool! ok, i tink i'm crazy but trust me.. watch it.. ohmygod, why mut he be gay??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. enough of my nonsense. i was stress so i listened to dat freaking damn nice song over &amp;amp; over again! wth, too many hmk dat is due tmr! imagine that! but uh, today in lesson, i felt so attentive coz for the 1st time, i had enuf sleep! *hold ur applause, thnk u* during recess was quite shocking for me uh, i was doing duty then got dis class having PE. they were sitting down waiting for their PE teacher. then, all of the sudden, i heard "hello, kak!" then i was like wah, hu called me sister sia? then, i turned &amp;amp; there it was Alif &amp;amp;Shamir.. my 2 'lil bro'. haha. since they called me their sister. lol, then, there's one of the senior asked me uh "wah, u doing duty or joining their PE lesson?" wah, my business uh! &amp;amp; the senior is just a random senior. lol. but he was being friendly uh. no hard feelings.   haha, during the last period was the funniest part for me.. ok uh, kind of. it was physics but mr cheong starts teaching tmr. so, i asked Haja for my pen back coz no nid to write anything mah. then, he was like, "wait, eh, where's the pen? i put exactly on the table."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Haja:*tried to find everywhere*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Me: U better find it! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Haja: ok, wait.. *then, he go asked Nasyiid, Colin abt the pen..&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;guess wat? they said, "how i know, where's my pen, u're the one hu borrowed my pen!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;lol, they oso lent it to him &amp;amp; he doesn't know where he put it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Me: *look at him* i didn't say much. coz i got lots of lawyers sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;Haja: dun look at me like dat uh, later i cry! ok, i'll find it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;my lawyers: Aassandra, Siyu , Jingting &amp;amp; Nazirah.. haha, alot uh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;they did the talking sia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My lawyers : Where u put? if not u nid to pay her sia..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: *i was smiling.. lol, just bcos of a pen, i have so many lawyers edi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Haja; Wait, it's just a pen rite? u got other pen rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Me: *finally i spoke* wat? u think my pen all cheap uh? it cost over $2+ u noe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;My lawyers: *they laughed. i oso dunno why they laughed coz i think my reply wasn't dat funny. weird*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u noe wat? he wants me to keep his psp till tmr coz he can only pay my pen tmr. then, i was like -.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; he's still say "noe y? coz confem when u're playing, low battery!"&lt;br /&gt;my reply was "u tink i dun have those thing? i have the charger, i can charge!"&lt;br /&gt;"shit" dat was his reply. hahaha, dun mess wif me.. i always have smthg to reply! then uh, a few mins, Aassandra came to me, "sori uh, dis is ur pen. i wanted to trick Haja" &amp;amp; i was totally shocked. i was worried abt my pen &amp;amp; there it was safe &amp;amp; sound. lawls. so i just played along wif it uh. rmbr Haja, u owe me $5, u said so. haha, i'm gonna punk'd u tmr! dat will teach how to handle ppl's thing! *evil smirk*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; ohh, the curse of papercuts, i got 3 of them on my hand. 2 on the palm, 1 on them thumb. it might look so small but the pain is unbearable! see lurh, dun make me phobia of papers!. i always dun have dis kind of problem now i do. dis is the cause of being too 'hardworking'. &amp;amp; i'll have lots of plasters tmr.. darn it, i hate plasters!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm gonna limp again tmr..&lt;br /&gt;hopefully not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2316969233343358854?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2316969233343358854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2316969233343358854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2316969233343358854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2316969233343358854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/curse-of-papercuts.html' title='The Curse Of Papercuts'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1273836741008547070</id><published>2010-01-13T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T22:56:50.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dramatic</title><content type='html'>I got one word for all of u.. Dramatic. what happen today in class was seriouslyy dramatic. i thought Haja was the guilty one but it turned out to be he's the innocent one. oops. but uh, if 3 of u called urself guys, don't resort to fighting coz it wud only make matter worse. seriouslyy uh. i dun get why u all have to fight instead of talking it out. if u called urself a guy, an educated guy, talk! not fight! dun ask why. let's make it as a lesson. dun make more troubles pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during AV lesson, we had celebration for January babies. lols. miss aisha ordered the cake frm secret recipe sia. damn nice. i think i ate it before. haha, muz thank amylia uh. funny sia the way she handed the cake to me. "aku kasi kau yg bnyk chocolate.. shh" meaning "i give u wif the most chocolate.. shh" wif the 'silent' sign..&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the lesson, nothing interesting happen uh. ahh~ i'm feeling so restless nowadays. get wat, i slept frm 5pm-9+pm sia. so long rite? dat show how tired i am. but too bad uh, i won't get to sleep later. i'm dat kind of person. but nothing shocking abt it. i've been like dat since sec 1. sometimes, i won't sleep at all. seriouslyy.. wah, now cucumbers are running out. i love to put cucumbers on my eyes. my eyes feel so cool~~ dat's y now my eyebags is not so worse compared during the camp. ok, fine ppl. dun look at me like dat during camp. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh~ i've been limping nowadays. my feet is acting up again &amp;amp; further more, my shoe seem to have some prob. &amp;amp; bcoz of dat, i forgotten to help shihui after school. lols. after SL meeting, i straight rushed home wif my leg limping. damn, tmr training. wif my injured feet. darn it. i'm watching American Idol rite now. i kept laughing on dis girl well call it women when she actually try to dance. haha, i wanna A.I now. last time, i used to watched A.I when it comes to the top 2. hahas.. i have to, need to, must survive tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1273836741008547070?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1273836741008547070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1273836741008547070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1273836741008547070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1273836741008547070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/dramatic.html' title='Dramatic'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8545562206815287479</id><published>2010-01-12T18:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T19:08:29.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not fair; i gotta live like i'm dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Realist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/realist.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't see the glass as half empty or half full. You see what's exactly in the glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You never try to make a bad situation seem better than it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also never sabotage any good things you have going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are brutally honest in your assessments of situations - and this always seems to help you cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyouanoptimistorpessimistquiz/"&gt;Are You An Optimist or Pessimist?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings: We're Not Shrinks, But We Play Them On the Internet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;       &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. look at my quiz result. I'm Realist! it so true.. but now uh, i'm feeling not fair leh. coz y, some of my frens were involve in the Indonesia exchange programme. so good, huh? i'm so sad. no, i'm not sad bcoz they get to skipped lesson or they get to meet the indonesians, for me, i dun care abt all dat. but i'm sad bcos none of the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt; Sls frm 3C was chosen&lt;/span&gt;. like, wth uh? mr zul said too many ppl frm 3A already but he still took 3A's SLs. then, the others asked me why i'm not involved &amp;amp; they sae i could volunteer. then, i was like, "he only asked ppl frm 3A &amp;amp; 3B mah.. 3C not important wat. " Haiyah.. i tell u uh, i dun care, if Caucasian come to our school, i wud be the FIRST to volunteer. that one, i won't give chance. even if mr zul nvr ask me, i wud still be the 1st to volunteer.  &amp;amp; guess wat, farhanah told me that hu's the main comm in the future. but still dunno whether it's true or not. i already find dat 2 persons show-off &amp;amp; now ohmygod! it's gonna suck.. mark my words. when the dis yr sec 4 step down, i'll tell u, the future main comm will ~~~~~~~~~~. for me to know, for u to find out. aiyah, i just begin to enjoy being a prefect/SL sia. like dis uh, it's not fair. we've been doing our duty daily, any event, we volunteer, during holiday, come back to help out.. e.g band concert. when actually i shud be at home sleeping. if it's gonna be like dis.. i'm gonna........ nah, i prefer not to say it yet. we'll see how. even hafizah &amp;amp; farhanah are feeling angry.. riteee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i know there's wisdom behind all challenges. &amp;amp; i'll fight my way through it. i'm gonna prove ppl wif 'big-heads' that boasting won't get them anywhere. maybe, they get their chances now. but ltr, who knows i'll get better opportunity. hey, we gotta look at the brighter side, rite? alright ppl, u shud know hu i refer all dis to. *wink*.  nothing happen in school today but, oh yah, alamak, Andy, welfare rep. u called me uh, i thought hu sia. i thought it was a female! anyway, appreciate the politeness but talk like a man, dude!    ohh~  thx tzeyee for the KitKat,,, me like it~ bring more.. kidding! whoa, i posted so early, time check : 7.07 pm.. watever it is, i'm gonna live like i'm dying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8545562206815287479?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-757524252992959983</id><published>2010-01-11T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T22:51:42.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 'Hot' red laptop bag!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;Sometimes we fall down and cant get back up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Were hiding behind skin thats too tough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;How come we dont say I love you enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Till its too late its not too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Our hearts are hungry for a food that wont come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We could make a feast from these crumbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And were all staring down the barrel of a gun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So if your life flashed before you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;What would you wish you wouldve done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah gotta start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lookin at the hand of the time weve been given here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is all we got and we gotta start pickin it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every second counts on a clock thats tickin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We only got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;86 400 seconds in a day to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We gotta tell em that we love em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;While we got the chance to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;And if your plane fell out of the skies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Who would you call with your last goodbyes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Should be so careful who we live out our lives &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So when we long for absolution &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Therell no one on the line &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah gotta start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lookin at the hand of the time weve been given here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is all we got and we gotta start pickin it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every second counts on a clock thats tickin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We only got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;86 400 seconds in a day to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We gotta tell em that we love em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;While we got the chance to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like were dying oh - like were dying [x2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We only got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;86 400 seconds in a day to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We gotta tell em that we love em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;While we got the chance to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live - like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We never know a good thing till its gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You never see a crash until its head on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;All those people right when were dead wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You never know a good thing till its gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Yeah gotta start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lookin at the hand of the time weve been given here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This is all we got and we gotta start livin it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Every second counts on a clock thats tickin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We only got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;86 400 seconds in a day to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We gotta tell em that we love em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;While we got the chance to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Like were dying oh - like were dying [x2] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We only got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;86 400 seconds in a day to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;We gotta tell em that we love em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;While we got the chance to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Gotta live like were dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;I survived frm training! lol.. i didn't know the rest of the vb player kinda missed me. coz they were like, "eh, u come back already... hello!".. haha. &amp;amp; most of them kept asking me why am i getting tanner. ^^&lt;br /&gt;wah, today's lesson seriouslyy can't take it. almost slept coz i didn't sleep well. actually uh, i slept ard 10pm then i woke up around 3am. star world was showing America Idol Season 8(kris allen &amp;amp; adam lambert) since i can't sleep yet, i watched uh. haha, so cool man~ then, i switched it off at 4am, i went to lie down. but my eyes doesn't want to close. haha, i was staring at a blank space till 5am. few mins to 6am, i slept then, mum woke me up frm school. wth.. when, i went to the bathroom uh, my eyes were damn red. lucky sia, by the time, i reach sch, is not obviously.&lt;br /&gt;I can't take it uh. whenever Tzeyee look at me, she'll laugh at me. the last period was fun. i sat behind Hehma &amp;amp; Tzeyee. we were doing chemistry wksht. then, suddenly, Hehma asked me abt gas.. &amp;amp; i heard it in a wrong way.. **shhh, for me to know, for u find out. *wink*... haha, then, Weiling came &amp;amp; join us. all we talked was hilarious stuff. i hope tmr wud be like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH~ i can't get the song outta my head. dat'y, i post it here. nvm, the lyrics sound nice too. positive, u noe!  oh yah, went to hg mall just now. i saw my pri-sch fren. he look so tall. haha.. man, am i getting shorter? haha, the way he look at me uh, like wanna call out my name but scared wrong person. coz last time, my hair so long mah. then, when in MSN,  he asked "just now u went to hg mall uh? wanted to say hi but scared wrong person." lawls. too bad uh. i know u but u dunno me.. haiyah.. wat kind of fren.&lt;br /&gt;most ppl are talking abt my 'laptop bag'. nice huh? dun worry, i'll bring the bag again. so can admire it as long as u want. oooh, i forgot this. just now uh, after training, went home wif Cassandra &amp;amp; Raudhah but 1st uh, Raudhah went to talked to her choir fren, Welshia. Then, she asked Raudhah "she's ur sister uh?" (looking at me) lols, me &amp;amp; Raudhah nvr looked the same lorh! &amp;amp; i was laughing like mad. then, they said i wear the hairband look like sec 1. wth, i gt one ppl say i look like sec 5(impossible, muz be blind!) then another one, say i look like sec 1(haha, kekek ke per)  oh look, i'm Raudhah's lil sis! -.-''    man, i rather become her elder sis. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goshhhhhh... help me! i've been trying not to think abt Caucasian guys sia. lols. i heard dat tmr Indonesia ppl coming to school. most of my frens asked me whether i want to help out. don't want uh. if it's Caucasian, i'll be the 1st to volunteer. just wait. but, why no Caucasian sia. dat time, my neighbour's sch got students frm New Zealand came to their school sia. not fair! i oso want.. haiyah, i'll just let fate determine.. LOLs.. okay, bye ppl! i'm crazy abt Caucasian ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/2977335559236472593-757524252992959983?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/757524252992959983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=757524252992959983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/757524252992959983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/757524252992959983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-hot-red-laptop-bag.html' title='My &apos;Hot&apos; red laptop bag!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5786357732940371053</id><published>2010-01-10T16:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:35:52.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chalet!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;OK, second post so how? survive? want me to salute? hahaha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;ok so, at abt, 11.30pm, i went to watched tv for awhile..  they stated dat wwe will be showing at 11.30pm.. wah, cheat my feeling. i waited &amp;amp; waited.. dun have sia. then, dad asked me to hurry up so switch off everything &amp;amp; went out of the house. i guessed i muz have been so tired. ppl, pls dun be like me. coz, i slept while i'm still on the bike. dun uh, dangerous. suddenly uh, i heard my dad said "reached already, dun want to get up frm the bike uh?" i was like "eh, here uh?" lucky sia, he didn't noe i was sleeping if not, i'll get scolding. Aranda( the name of the chalet). ok uh.. so big but i prefer at Costa Sands. then, i reached only, saw my cousins. aunt &amp;amp; mum went to shop while both of my sis sleeps already. reached there. 12.30am sia. then, i went to sit on the couch. so comfy till i fell asleep &amp;amp; everyone tried to wake me up &amp;amp; sleep wif sisters. but no, i still sleep. actually uh, they could let me sleep there but they pity me coz they noe, i had camp just now &amp;amp; i was sleeping in a sitting position, so they scared dat my backbone got probs. haha, one of my cousins carried me sia.. walao, so strong uh? i still can't believe dat man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/01/2010&lt;br /&gt;woke up around 9+am. haha, coz my lil sis asked me to wake up. then, bathed &amp;amp; breakfast, Nasi Lemak!  delicious. then, watched tv. &amp;amp; in the afternoon, went to Wild Wild Wet wif sister &amp;amp; cousins. went to shoik rive, &amp;amp; the most i like was the Ular-lar.. since only me, my elder sis &amp;amp; hisyam wanna take the ride we shared wif &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Caucasian guys,&lt;/span&gt; ohmygod! i can't faint sia!!! seriously, can make ppl melt sia...!  took dat ride lots of time.. then, went to tsunami wave. haha, hisyam was so funny uh.. he's the same age as me but i treat him as my big brother. i was on the float uh.. then uh, he pushed the float near the line. haha, the line is there so dat ppl won't go over it. then, when the wave came uh, i was like "hisyyyyyammmm, helpp!".. then, he kept saying "relax,, i'm holding the float".. hahaha... then uh, i almost go over the line sia. haha, then uh, hisyam tried to go faster but the wave kept coming luckilyy, the wave stopped then, he can hold the float back.. haha.. then, we wanted to get out frm there uh. actually uh, i can get up frm the float.. but i asked my sis &amp;amp; hisyam to pull the float so i dun have to walk long distance. lols.&lt;br /&gt;then, took Skye rider.. i tink uh, dat's the name..time passed so fast. 2pm-7pm.. lol.. so, i'm darker backkk! but overall, it was so funn.. haha, i hope hisyam won't change his attitude coz he finally get to be in secondary school. then, bathed &amp;amp; bbq time! wah, the bbq was on the ground level. i kept going up &amp;amp; down. up &amp;amp; down. yummmmmmmm.. i ate till full.  then, i was watching tv &amp;amp; it was time to cut cake.. happy birthday granny! my granny's is 70 years old! wohhooo. i didn't eat much. ard midnight went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10/01/2010&lt;br /&gt;today. woke up slightly earlier. then, bathe &amp;amp; ate while watching dvd. whoa, so sweet sia, the story but i didn't get to watched finish coz we have to check out already. then, we put the things inside the car &amp;amp; went to walk around the nearest mall. after a few mins, we were set to go home. like comic sia. noe y? i took bike wif my dad then, the rest of my cousins took car uh. every stop, we wave, then, move. traffic light, stop again, wave then, move.. ltr other drivers thought we siao already uh. reach home ard 1pm &amp;amp; the 1st thing i do was switched on my comp! hahaha! man, tmr school.. feel like not going coz i've been having fun the past few days. now, is time to get serious. i missed maths lessons sia. not fair. ltr others are better than me, i dun care, i will sure catch up one! plus, i still nid to bring lots of things. file, books.. wahh.. &amp;amp; CCA.. i will survive..&lt;br /&gt;ok, hope i can survive the day. if u want me to salute u, come find me at school tmr. ahhhhhh~ i'm into Caucasian guys. oh yah, i love my blogskin &amp;amp; the song.. ahh~ Kris Allen look so good. haha, c'mon ppl let's live like we're dying.. i love the chorus part, the beat is very fast. soo... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes we fall down and cant get back up&lt;br /&gt;Were hiding behind skin thats too tough....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5786357732940371053?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5786357732940371053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5786357732940371053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5786357732940371053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5786357732940371053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/chalet.html' title='Chalet!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-963764160972814458</id><published>2010-01-10T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T16:04:41.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SOOC...  AWESOME!</title><content type='html'>Everybody, screamed! SOOC was AWESOME.. gosh, i really nid to stop using the word.. heh, wat to do.. i love it. eventhough, we get scolded, tortured.. haha, look at me, i still survive! so &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: PLS GET ENOUGH SLEEP BEFORE READING MY POST. COZ IT'S GONNA BE SO LONG.. IF U CAN SURVIVE TILL THE END OF THE POST, I WILL SALUTE YOU.. &lt;/span&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st Day(07/01/2010)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;wah, i woke up at 4.30am.. nid to be in sch by 6.45am.. i wanna wake up at 5am but dat time uh, sis haven't sleep yet. &amp;amp; she listen songs frm the computer which made me woke up earlier. thx, for being my alarm clock.. -.-"  reached school.. wah, reach earlier oso no use. coz y, the time already passed 6.45 oso, nothing happen. but uh, too bad uh, i have to wear tie in the morning. &amp;amp; guessed what, our uniform muz be tucked out. so weird sia.. then, miss aisha was like, "can u pls tucked in?".. then, i replied "i wished i can.. but i can't". miss aisha just laughed &amp;amp; nod. haha, she understand uh. then, went back to quadrangle for briefing. then, me, siti(by short uh, i called her dat, i used to call her hidayah.. haha" &amp;amp; rushidah joined 1N2. heh, now uh, i prefer being in the Recreation team. recreation team rockkks! most of the facils uh, i see like stressed sia. recreation got lots of benefits. ^^ but uh, got talks(discipline talks) meaning, we oso have to tahan uh.. lucky, raudhah &amp;amp; diyana was beside uh.. talk craps.. Ice Breaking Games we joined 1N2 but the class not hyper uh.. then, Mass cheers. sec 1 wasn't really cheering &amp;amp; i can see most of the main committee faces trying to be patient. then, lunch.. oh yah, benefits of being recreation is, we get to eat first! *wink*..  while, sec 1 was doing area cleaning, i went to join Chengning &amp;amp; Tzeyee in the quadrangle. lols. Chengning &amp;amp; Tzeyee played catching.. no uh, coz Chengning keep saying "mature stuff" haha.. &amp;amp; i was sitting down, laughing. &amp;amp; Shihui walked passed me &amp;amp; she thought i was crazy laughing by myself.. but uh, when i think of it, it's like true uh. coz, Chengning &amp;amp; Tzeyee were kinda far frm me. lawls. then, when the rest have class time, we had meeting for Team-building Games supposed to start at 3pm   but was delayed uh. so far for the game was ok uh.. until it came to 1T1.. most of the class Siti handled, coz i was feeling dizzy. when dat class came uh, i came to handled. dat class so chaos.. for the first time, i have to screamed like mad. only one class, u noe! only 1B greet &amp;amp; thank us.. haha, wat to do, 1B mah, former class.. ^^  when the rest had personal admin, we had our dinner. then, we had Mass Dance.. haha.. me &amp;amp; siti moved around sia.. 1stly, we stood at the back row.. then, we were separated, so i stand beside farhanah, then, i stand near raudhah.. then, i stand near rushidah then, those person hu i stand before came together &amp;amp; stand wif me.. haha, re-unite uh! then, we&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;joined back 1N2.. aft dat,  most of the us(recre team) chilled at the canteen till supper came. i didn't eat uh. but after a long time, i said i was hungry, then, i just eat the bread uh. haha, supper was around 10.30pm, u noe! then, my eyes can't tahan uh. then, siti kept saying she can see my dark circles around my eyes.. damn uh, the foundation wear out already. after she said dat uh, i kept telling ppl to "look into my eyes" haha.. *copyrighted frm Ghost Rider. then, i can't rmbr wat happen.. all i rmbr was we had debrief &amp;amp; went to shower. &amp;amp; GUESSED WAT, I STAYED UP SIA! but i was wif Siti. haha.. i laid down on the table. Chengning was already sleeping. Tzeyee said dat she won't sleep. but end up, she slept. haha. funny sia, there's one part, i wanna talked to her but the next thing she slept already.haha, then, suddenly raudhah, frm sleeping on floor she climbed on the table &amp;amp; sleep. but she didn't. so, me, raudhah,maisarah &amp;amp; siti.. &amp;amp; Hamizah walked around. haha, there's actually lots of ppl not sleeping. then, went back in, the rest sleep except for Siti &amp;amp; me. haha, actually, i was abt to sleep uh, since my back was facing the window, i kept hearing footsteps. i turned uh, then, got dis senior wif his torchlight shine straight in my eye. pain sia! then, he asked both of us, "not sleeping uh?" then, i was still shocked frm the torchlight. then, the senior said "dun worry, i'm human uh!" of coz lah, i noe u're human.. lawls. i kept texting &amp;amp; siti writing her script. then, few mins to 5am, i slept &amp;amp; siti woke me up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd day(08/01/2010)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; i wake up.. but i wasn't really awake.. i just took my things &amp;amp; kept walking non-stop.. then, siti shouted my name, then, i was awake. i was like "how come i'm here so fast?" haha, i almost banged into 3 ppl(whom i can't rmbr coz my mind was in the blury state).. then,&lt;br /&gt;[fastf-ward] Amazing Race. haha, cool sia, there's drink delivery.. haha, coz i was damn thirsty uh. after amazing race, break.. &amp;amp; since dat, i was wif Tzeyee..  mass cheers. everyone was back to being hyper. the part 'Billy Blanja" everyone rushed &amp;amp; participate. then, we had to join sec 1. lols. fun sia. can talk craps wif her. then, next was Pin Ceremony Rehearsal.. me like it.. coz y, no nid to do anything! me &amp;amp; tzeyee went to the back of the hall &amp;amp; chill. almost sleep sia. but there was adilah &amp;amp; chanel too. haha, i can sense that most teachers was looking at our way. tzeyee was laughing when she saw the logistic being the 'v.i.p'.  everytime, she laughs, i woke up. lawls. then, augustine &amp;amp; co. walked past the hall.. i didn't realise dat, coz i was sleeping. then, they walked back, they gave sweets.. haha. thx uh, so kind uh. when, they walked back uh, augustine suddenly said my name &amp;amp; i woke up &amp;amp; he gave me sweet.. before dat he gave one to tzeyee too. haha, when augustine gave me the sweets uh, chiweng said "yeah, u see her, like dying already lor..". haha, the sour sweets really make me awake. then, lunch time. nice mann.. when, the sec 1 was having CCA talk, me &amp;amp; tzeyee walked around aimlessly. weird + hilarious. we walked at the hall, canteen.. ahhh~ canteen, we were talking abt random stuff, then i saw Simon &amp;amp; quickly, i pointed &amp;amp; shout "Simon".. haha, then, his reaction like "i don't know u".. hahaha... after dat, Cassandra came to ask &amp;amp; she say one of the classroom was opened to sleep. then, i was like "wah, so good uh?" then, both of u rushed to the classroom &amp;amp; chilled. there was Shamir &amp;amp; Alif inside.. they kept making fun of Latifah.. they kept saying, "kak pah.." then, they look at me.. &amp;amp; said, "oh damn, we forgot, there's another kak pah here.." i was like wondering uh, how come they noe, most ppl called me 'pah'.. haha, too bad, i got better name.. "tipah".. lawls.  then, me &amp;amp; tzeyee talked abt stuffs.. haha, wat a nice conservation! then, we went canteen &amp;amp; chilled till dinner time. &amp;amp; guessed wat.. it rained!  man, i kept saying to Tzeyee, "see uh, u kept singing the the banana song till rain already"  so we sat in the canteen &amp;amp; soon, our table was crowded... know wat? Shamir asked me, "sec 5 uh?".. then, i was laughing.. then, danish laughed &amp;amp; said "look old right?" then, i didn't noe wat to do &amp;amp; the only thing i saw was cloth &amp;amp; i throw it right in his face. then, i was talking to tzeyee, then uh, he go put the cloth over my head.. mannnn~ i go throw it back.. see uh, ppl got pillow fight, food fight but we're were having cloth fight. then, i get out frm there before anything happen. soon, rain stopped &amp;amp; we had to wash away the water. i used cloth. walao, like cinderella  sia. sec 1s, see we're doing this for u guys sia.. appreciate it uh.. &amp;amp; next was Campfire! the best part.. we cheer, we danced &amp;amp; we shout like nobody's business. but it ended so quick. took out my bag &amp;amp; went back to the quadrangle for debrief. &amp;amp; i can't zipped my bag. ass bag! lucky, dad was standing near the gate, so he just took my useless bag. lols. when reach home, unpacked &amp;amp; bathe quickly.. to get ready for chalet.. &amp;amp; guessed wat, i had 10 unread msg(s). ok uh, i know u ppl missed me uh, but i will be still going for the chalet, right?  alright, to be continued.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;so how, did u ppl survived? get ready for another long post.. it's good i didn't put the chalet thing here! coming right up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-963764160972814458?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/963764160972814458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=963764160972814458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/963764160972814458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/963764160972814458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/sooc-awesome.html' title='SOOC...  AWESOME!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5918160347370987141</id><published>2010-01-06T22:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:08:43.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pls, go smoothly</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna attend school wif my dark circle under my eyes tmr.. okay, i hope i won't scare the sec 1.. dis morning, my mum asked me to apply the foundation under my eye so that the dark circle won't be so obvious. but now uh, it so obvious. i hope the foundation will last long tmr. oh shit, if anyone see me early in the morning, just woke up, dun be shocked to see my face uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ahh~ after sch, had meeting for tmr SOOC.  i hope tmr goes well. ^^.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;after the meeting, i thought of going home, then, i saw shihui &amp;amp; i talked to her for awhile. then, mr zul saw me..alamak, then, i have to helped shihui.. haha, i knew mr zul was speaking to me abt my cca. wah, i felt so weird sia. he spoke to me in malay but i replied in english. not used to it. haha, nah, i think i won't quit my cca yet. so to all teachers, whom i know u care for me so much, i will try to survive in my cca... okayy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after all those stuff, [fastfoward], me &amp;amp; shihui went to bus-stop uh. then, we saw ms tan standing wif her earphones plugged. when, actually, there's seat at the bust-stop. then, me &amp;amp; shihui sat down uh. walao, got creepy uncle asked qtn like wat seh. "why u all go home so late uh?" "sec 3 uh?" "next yr o-level uh?".. lawls, irritating uh. oh yah, adil &amp;amp; syafiq was also there. haha, so they witnessed it too. wah, i can't believe shihui answered all the qtns uh.. then, when 85 came, ms tan board the bus. after a few seconds, ms tan text shihui : Good luck abt the uncle . that is why i plugged my earphones coz he's always like this. anything, asked adil &amp;amp; syafiq to protect u.. smthg like dat uh.. when shihui showed me the text uh, i laughed like wat sia.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;oh yah, ms tan said dat if anyone of u saw dis uncle, be careful uh. coz he's creepy. he's always at the bus-stop ard 6+pm..&lt;/span&gt; so, well, can sae dat we saved ms tan leh. coz y, before that, she was alone wif the uncle. then, add in 4 more ppl, so like not too scary uh. then, at the same time, bus 3 &amp;amp; 136 came.. wah, the uncle took 136 sia, then, i can hear the other 2 whining.. haha, then, i was shouting to shihui saying dat she's lucky dat she took bus 3 whereas the rest of us took 136.&lt;br /&gt;so, ppl, be careful uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok uh, i wanna end here. i'm tired. tmr's camp.. hope everything wud turn out good. hope i get enuf sleep. wah, friday, chalet! woots~ so i'm not sure whether i can blog after the camp since i have chalet. but continue to tagg me uh.. oh yah, rmbr to miss me ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U can't see me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5918160347370987141?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5918160347370987141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5918160347370987141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5918160347370987141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5918160347370987141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/pls-go-smoothly.html' title='pls, go smoothly'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7612693395128466682</id><published>2010-01-05T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T22:58:02.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;Practically, thank god i'm still alive. i'm still posting despite feeling deadbeat. okay here's what happen today.. there's 2 TALKS! aiyah, i can close my eyes already uh! then uh.. i can rmbr last period.. we played game. 2 games uh. miss aisha asked everyone to intro themselves &amp;amp; we muz guess their fav colour.. wah, that one difficult sia. then, the 2nd game.. mr bobby goh taught us this game: Bears, Citizen &amp;amp; Hunter. haha, i just have the urge to put mr goh's full name. lawls. then, i was one of the hunter. the rest muz kill the bears. but uh, i was being 'killed'. haiyah..i'm innocent kind of person, where got like this? lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after school, got recreation meeting. quite fun uh.. but i was tired. aiyah, but too bad for me uh.. every game i have to do forfeit! really uh.. nvm, be a good sport. correct? haha.. serious man.. after, the helium stick game uh, all the way whichever grp i joined, nid to do forfeit. the last game that i have to do forfeit was MooNoise Game.. i tink uh.. sorry uh, STM. then one uh, nid to do the "side, front, back'' dance. after that uh, i shouted "aiyah, like dis uh, every game i did forfeit, next game confem i do another one!" then, most ppl hu heard me laughed at me.. muz give me good credits, okayy!! but lucky uh, after dat game, i don't nid to do forfeit.. lols. see uh, after all dat uh.. went home ard 6.30pm.. &amp;amp; guess wat? when i almost reached the bus-stop uh, 136 drove off.. shiok of wat? then, i have to wait for the 2nd bus. reached home ard 7pm. ahh~ i fell asleep on my comfy sofa. my mom tried to wake me up.. coz why? i got ngaji class! ok, ngaji is like a so-called religious class uh.. so-called. then, i didn't woke up. scary, huh? so, in the end, i skipped it. &amp;amp; i've done my chemistry hmk.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest uh, i miss studying sia.. lol. but uh, tmr i nid to bring lots of books &amp;amp; POA's book is damn thick!&lt;br /&gt;ahh~ meaning, i have to wear my new school beg edi. hopefully, i can learn smthg tmr.. fyi, i'm sitting in the first row man.. coz according to index no. nvmlah, first class uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lurh.. oh yah, Adil! i linked u already hor.. now, ur turn! lols.. okay.. Hasta La Vista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7612693395128466682?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7612693395128466682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7612693395128466682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7612693395128466682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7612693395128466682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-dead.html' title='i&apos;m dead'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4022877874730599384</id><published>2010-01-04T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T22:28:11.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back To School</title><content type='html'>So, my first day of school was ok uh. but there's alot of talks which made me restless. somehow, i find my class quite okay uh. miss aisha is the form teacher &amp;amp; mr bobby tan is the co. form.. lol&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why some are not happy wif it. hmm, coz uh, the last time, i saw the class list, most ppl frm 2C promoted to 3C.. then, after the appeal results, the most ppl frm 2C transferred to 3B. so, need to thankful rite? aiyah, dun care abt the remaining no. of crazy ppl coz they are just a little bunch of kiddos. &amp;amp; there's advantages being top on class, rite? think it in a positive way.&lt;br /&gt;heh. wif a positive mind, u can go a longgggg way. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, there's part during class which i find it hilarious/shocking. Haja asked me "wah, syarifah, u so smart.. u're in dis class uh?" I replied "is based on subjects uh deyy!" see, i have to use the word 'dey'.. Chiweng(extra) go add in "eh, syarifah, i thought u NA rite?"  i just smiled uh coz i dunno wat to replied. then, Haja go slapped his face &amp;amp; said "woii, she good girl rite?" lol, thx uh.. didn't know Haja can be so ''kind''. no wonder today rain.. haha, aiyah, tmr confem he turned into monster one uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;oh yah, after school went IMH.. yeah, i was admitted there. NOLAH! went to visit one of my relatives. walao, the ward like hotel/chalet sia.. i wanna stay there uh.. seriouslyy, it's so damn cool~ &amp;amp; my hp dropped... wah, for the 1st time! ahh, lucky, it didn't land on the screen.. if not, confem got scratches. haha, okay, till here.. man, the 'Together' show is becoming boring.. haiyahh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; ohhh, hopefully, tmr wud turn out good.. what's more, need to stay back. haizz.. in order to like smthg, u nid to learn to like it. if 3C's a bad class, imagine 3B. coz why? trust me, i heard lots of complaints frm my frens in 3B.. be thankful...&lt;/span&gt; damn, i muz be watching way too much of The Mentalist... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4022877874730599384?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4022877874730599384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4022877874730599384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4022877874730599384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4022877874730599384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-school.html' title='Back To School'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1109011190899030625</id><published>2010-01-03T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T21:00:40.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not ready// HOW?</title><content type='html'>I'm not ready for school tmr... HOW??&lt;br /&gt;damn it, new class,new classmates &amp;amp; new teachers are driving me nuts! ~~ what i meant by 'new' is 'different'&lt;br /&gt;man, i'm gonna cry already uh! i'm so scared.. howw?? i dun even noe y.&lt;br /&gt;ah~ 3C.. hope it wud be a good class for me. coz dat time, i saw the class list.. die uh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; plus, there's training tmr.. wtf! i dun wanna go sia.. i still can't forget the incident uh. wat if the coach still pick on me? might as well i dun nid to attend rite? so, wat do u ppl think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok uh, i made up my mind to use what bag tmr. just my normal crumpler sling bag since i dun nid bring lots of things tmr. my new schbag can wait.. lols. i hope tmr wud be good day for me.. pls, *pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, dad brought me &amp;amp; lil sis out for lunch.. i didn't know dat dad can be so good in giving advices. thx.. &amp;amp; i bought Famous Amos cookies.. very expensive man! i spent $8.20.. actually, my dad wanted to paid but since dad already paid for lunch which total up $30+ &amp;amp; he gave me another $20 before dat.. so i used dat money uh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ppl.. i hope i can survive tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1109011190899030625?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1109011190899030625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1109011190899030625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1109011190899030625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1109011190899030625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-not-ready-how.html' title='I&apos;m not ready// HOW?'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-985392637250766338</id><published>2010-01-01T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:07:26.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's a new year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/movie%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i778.photobucket.com/albums/yy66/kelseysaysgraphics/11111.jpg" alt="movie quotes Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing everyone a Happy New Year. hopefully 2010, wud be a good year for all of us. well, i watched the channel 5 countdown ytd &amp;amp; suddenly i heard noise &amp;amp; i ran to the window &amp;amp; i saw fireworks.. cool or wat? i was crazy like mad &amp;amp; kept shouting, "Fireworks! fireworks!" well, i got 2 resolutions for 2010.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) excel in all my subjects(duh!)&lt;br /&gt;2.) no more bad-tempered. i nid to have PATIENCE in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guessed, the 2nd one will be impossible coz i can't do dat. lawls. ok uh, actually uh, i was supposed to go ngaji just now but i fell asleep &amp;amp; now, i'm feeling weak.. ok uh, i wanna watch Together. hahas, i wanna see Dai Yang Tian. but uh, the show uh, now, very sad uh..then, right after the show, there's wwe Smackdown.. ^^ hahaha, ok uh.. toodles~ plurk me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-985392637250766338?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/985392637250766338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=985392637250766338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/985392637250766338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/985392637250766338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2010/01/it.html' title='it&apos;s a new year!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7683357327321280052</id><published>2009-12-31T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T22:00:56.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post of 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I say, "what". U say, "up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;''WHAT'S'' "UP!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Heh. I'm back frm a little shopping wif my parents. omg, my parents were awesome just now. funny sia. my mum said to dad smthg then, my dad replied in another thing. then, end up, both asking each other "what are u saying?". woots~ dad bought for me bermudas. lol. then, went to popular, i bought extra things for school like file, highlighter. lol. oh yah, then, we went to NTUC. walao, that one really like crazy sia. as in, me, mum, dad &amp;amp; lil sis were separated. lil sis was wif my dad. actually uh, the size of NTUC oso not so big &amp;amp; like we lose each other. after we found each other, went to paid the things &amp;amp; off to MacDonalds. long time, nvr eat MacD's leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why ppl still can't accept the fact dat sezairi won the S.I.. like, c'mon, it's over. to be honest, i'm not siding anyone but it made me mad when they bring malay community in it. it's like, reality check, the mediacorps promote sylvia more.. so, dun blame the whole load of others. oh yah, some malays oso not satisfied wif the result&gt;&gt; erm, i just read a news abt it. like, c'mon, why are u jeering the person hu's the same race as you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW DO YOU GUYS GET SATISFIED?&lt;/strong&gt; Why can’t another Malay win the idol? &lt;strong&gt;We’ve got an Indian President, we’ve got a Chinese Prime Minister, can’t we have a Malay&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Idol?&lt;/strong&gt; They say, he won votes because he has almost the entire Malay community backing him up. Maybe it’s true, but i don’t think the entire Malay votes would make up the winning amount, afterall; they’re not the major race in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; for sure, i'll know that sezairi wud do polish up his singing/music thing. hahas, coz my instinct is always right. He'll be better &amp;amp; proved 'idol-hatter' wrong. &amp;amp; who knows, those ppl will have to lick back their vomit when sezairi get better! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i wonder why channel 5 nvr showed the countdown uh.. they only showed 11pm - 12am only uh. just now, i saw few bits of the countdown on channel 5 &amp;amp; there's the top 14 of Singapore Idol.. &amp;amp; it only showed like 3 mins &amp;amp; they turn back to the movie :Godzilla. walao, i wanna see sia! stuuupiiiid.. oh yah, so fast edi it's the last day of 2009. haha, i got no resolutions for now. haha.. ok uh, i really wanna see the countdown! i wanna see Dai Yang Tian( i'm sure some of my chinese frens know him).. lols... ok, peace out~ And A &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;pp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;w Y&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;r!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7683357327321280052?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7683357327321280052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7683357327321280052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7683357327321280052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7683357327321280052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-post-of-2009_31.html' title='last post of 2009'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8606045665787044957</id><published>2009-12-30T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T23:17:03.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hungry</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling hungry. I'm not sure what i what eat right now. So, while thinking of what to eat. I'm gonna post. So, i had a nice + good sleep last night. i slept around 10+pm(for me, it's considered early) till 10am. lol. but, i woke up at 6am for subuh prayer &amp;amp; went back to sleep. ah, the feeling of having no insomnia is great!  but the thing is, i didn't get to watch The Mentalist till finish. it was the last episode! ahhhh~ haiyah, i hope there's encore. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;okay, in the morning, followed dad to Parkway Parade to buy some things. then, i was thirsty, stop at a hawker centre to get some drinks. Longan drink was syoik! it was a hot weather today &amp;amp; when i drank that, wah, my throat felt so cool. haha. ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;hmm, currently watching wwe Raw. it was okay.. i expect smthg more. but it's okay, i hope ECW or Smackdown wud be better. hmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;oh yah, i was wondering, why are ppl posting abt new year? lols, today is just the 30th. chillax ppl! hehe... oh yah, i heard frm mum dat on 8th January, there's chalet! to celebrate granny's birthday. yay.. meaning after the sec 1 orientation camp, i wud be going there at night. weehee! &amp;amp; i hope sec 1 orientation camp wud turn out good so dat, i will have a good feeling to enjoy at the chalet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i know what i wanna eat already! maggie.. i'm gonna cook that now! so, peace out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8606045665787044957?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8606045665787044957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8606045665787044957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8606045665787044957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8606045665787044957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/hungry.html' title='Hungry'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1589876725337980580</id><published>2009-12-29T21:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T22:10:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are we, dog or robots?</title><content type='html'>Wtf. today has been such an ''awesome'' day. &gt;&gt; sarcastic, huh? seriouslyy man. i prefer ytd's one uh. we were treated like a dog uh. stand up &amp;amp; sit down. &amp;amp; it continues.. &amp;amp; i think we did more than 10 times! sorry uh, i'm just venting my anger out. then, we(recreation) get scolded the most.. power or wat? the instructions wasn't specific &amp;amp; yet, we get blame. anything wrong, we get blamed. so, they say today was a 'total failure' which i think it's only for the amazing race. coz the team-building game was quite alright. i can see the rest of the recreation ppl's reaction was pissed off. haixx, wat to do? we're their dog. just obey them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok uh, wat happened today, i try to be calmed. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;beristighfar bnyk-bnyk.&lt;/span&gt; well, keeping quiet when u getting scolded is good thing if u know u have tried ur best. what goes around, comes around.. rite? whoa, wat happen today really make me more headache! i was unwell for the past few days &amp;amp; my feet haven't fully recovered yet &amp;amp; have to stand up &amp;amp; sit down continuously. &amp;amp; still we have to keep quiet. whoa, now then i realised most of us were being patient no matter what hppn today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, here it is. lucky, hidayah came to help me wif the Cross the River game. lol.. was crazy uh.. then, hidayah went back to her cca. &amp;amp; i was alone.. really alone. coz y, no more grp playing the game. wah, i almost sleep sia. nothing to do at all. shihui walked around &amp;amp; when she see me alone, she talked to me. gd uh.. if not, i wud be dozing off edi. we played hangman.. haha, using her notebook. after that, pravin came to me &amp;amp; say i muz stack up the chairs after the game ended than i was like 'i'm the only one &amp;amp; i nid to stack up that whole load of chairs?' haha, at last, i didn't stack up the chair. see, this is one of the advantages being a girl. u wudn't nid to stack the chair, when u start to stack the chair alone, there will be lots of heroes helping u. LOL, dat was what happened to me. thnk u uh, 'heroes'... lol! then, amazing race, dun wish to tell wat hppn. -.-&lt;br /&gt;damn, i forgot to pay back farhanah 40cents. ahh~ i'm nt gonna meet her till the 1st day of school. i dun care, i wanna pay her coz she save me uh. i was dehydrating like mad &amp;amp; i didn't have coin wif me at dat moment &amp;amp; farhanah lend me 40cents..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, tmr, i can rest! wohhooo~ i'm glad dat there's nothing on in sch tmr. i'm so tired, i'm gonna end here. after i watched The Mentalist, i wanna fly down to my bed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1589876725337980580?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1589876725337980580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1589876725337980580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1589876725337980580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1589876725337980580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/what-are-we-dog-or-robots.html' title='what are we, dog or robots?'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1639433686141576419</id><published>2009-12-28T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T21:03:18.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired + crazy</title><content type='html'>Deadbeat. Headache. Whoa, huh? I've nvr been this dead before. see lurh, i slept ard 2am. haiyah, woke up around 6.10am &amp;amp; get ready to school. luckily, my dad sent me if not i wud be a late-comer. had to be in the AVA room by 7.45am but at 7.15am i'm still at home.. why?? coz i gt tummy upset. hmm, oh yah, go back sch for refreshment training for sec 1 orientation thing. was quite fun.. ok uh.. well, can sae dat it's crazy. but certain game uh, can make ppl have heart-attack. lol. it's like, u nid to move fast, like, double whacko, through thick &amp;amp; thin and the hulla-hoop thing. man, i can just faint in the middle of the place sia.. coz i'm feeling tired. really tired. oh yah, there's part when me &amp;amp; hidayah had to explain the game : Cross the River. lol, for the 1st time, i felt so confident. but too bad, tmr, hidayah got cca. walao, cabut uh.. no nid go uh.. so, i'll be alone to explain the game. mann, ppl wished me luck. i nid confidence like just now. *pray hard*&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i wonder why ppl laughed whenever i said 'pray for me'? i'm serious, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. i'm glad dat there's no ngaji class tonight, coz i seriouslyy can't walk much. soooo.. i hope tmr wud be a good day. oh yah, just now i didn't go for training. &amp;amp; i received a text frm jessie.. lol, she sms me : &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;hey, next time muz come for training can? the more, the merrier&lt;/span&gt;.  hah! u want me to get scolding frm coach? ha'puiiit!&lt;br /&gt;alright, i tink enough uh. oh yah, there's free preview of all channel. i dunno maybe it's special for New Year. wohhoo, got HBO package.. me like it! ^^&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch Step Up 2 the Streets. but, my idiot sis wanna watch her fav show at the living room, for goodness sake, u can watch it at ur room! living room gt starhub cable lurh.. ffffff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1639433686141576419?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1639433686141576419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1639433686141576419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1639433686141576419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1639433686141576419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired-crazy.html' title='tired + crazy'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2917692654527906830</id><published>2009-12-27T23:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:21:24.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accept the facts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Omg, have u ppl watched S.I(Singapore Idol)? Sezairi won. wah seh, 3 in a row. good uh. but, i was sure that Sylvia wud win siahh. but somehow, based on votes, Sezairi's voters are more. so Sylvia's fans, JUST ACCEPT THE FACTS! okay, i know u ppl are upset but no need to be over-sad. coz, let me asked the basic question.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DID U PEOPLE ACTUALLY VOTE FOR HER? &lt;/span&gt;lawls. i'm not siding anyone. to me, both deserve to win, rite? so, my reaction was like "oh wah, for real? coz it look so obvious dat Sylvia wud win.". why? bcos, if u watched channel 5 advertisement, they promote Sylvia more than Sezairi. don't u think so? so, pls stop blaming anyone for this cause. all u got to do is, accept it. coz u can't turn back the clock. haha, trust me, rmbr my previous post? my instinct are always right! so, i strongly disagree when u ppl start to blame the whole load of singaporeans for voting the wrong person. like i say, in every commercial stop, they promote Sylvia more.. rite? so, take it cool man~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;fuyooo.. i sound so formal? lol. i love watching Taufik's Batisah perform. really man.. long time didn't see him perform, &amp;amp; he look way cooler than Hady Mirza.. rite? lols. &amp;amp;&amp;amp;,  i did saw faizal perform.. see, my instinct again! so, people, dun be disheartened ppl..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;okay, most of dis post is abt S.I.. hahaha, look we got another malay idol winner(look at the positive view) ok, so in the afternoon, maksu bring me out to buy my schoolbag.. &amp;amp; guess, wat i get 2 schoolbags.. &amp;amp; it's freaking damn nice.. the brand uh, very common: Ink. lol  sooo... tmr, got SL training.. yikes.. need wake up early.. ok, bye, peeps.. &amp;amp; i seriouslyy, think taufik batisah is cool.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2917692654527906830?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2917692654527906830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2917692654527906830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2917692654527906830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2917692654527906830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/accept-facts.html' title='Accept the facts'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3127206961866608112</id><published>2009-12-26T22:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T23:58:11.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my hair is cute &amp; short!</title><content type='html'>Hohoho. i had my haircut today. extremely love it. wohoo~ frankly uh, it's so adorable. lol, ok fine, i know i'm a self-praiser but hey, even the hairdresser said so. maksu brought me to SuperCuts at Far East Plaza. &amp;amp; the service is damn good lor. haha, my hair was being washed/shampoo &amp;amp; massaged. power uh. i nvr had such a good head massage. then, gt dis hairdresser asked me, "are u feeling stress? i can tell dat.".. i just keep quiet but inside me, i was laughing like mad! whoa, me stress? hahaha. maksu so good uh, she get to dyed her hair. &amp;amp; the colour is freaking nice, i tell u! after that, we had thailand cuisine for our lunch. nicee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;then, we went to Ion.. like i say, shopping! ok, i gotta admit dat shopping wif maksu is much more better. if i went shopping wif maksu, i wud nvr return home empty-handed. for sure, there will be something. maksu bought for me a casual shoe which cost $28, like wth? she insisted to buy it for me. then, walked around.. guess wat? maksu wanna bought me dis casual dress.. i was like, "do u know who i am?" it was nice though, but i wud never wanna waste her money on smthg which i won't wear. besides, i've got tons of it at home &amp;amp; still unused. anyone interested in buying a dress? i got lots, frm casual to glitter. wakaka, &amp;amp; trust me, it still look new. c'mon, i'm sure someone wud like it.. *wink*wink* jgn malu-malu pulak. then, instead, she bought me, adidas shirts &amp;amp; some other shirts which was damn nice. haha.. i'm sure gonna wear it when i go out.. ^^ soon, we went to Peninsular Shopping Mall. omg, this area, i advised u ppl, to nvr go alone coz the place it's scary. wat i meant by scary coz it seems like a place for problematic ppl.. serious, i saw few ppl dressed up as rocker?goth?emo?metal?.. huh. i think they are attending a concert. LOL-&gt; sarcastic, huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;like pls uh, i know u ppl like to dress up, dress up appropriately uh. dun over-dress &amp;amp; think u look so cool in it. ain't cool but more like a fool!&lt;/span&gt; muahaha. then, waited for uncle to drive us back home.. oh yah, maksu bought for me Famous Amos cookies. lol. cool, huh? so, i really enjoy today! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i prefer shopping wif maksu rather than my parents. lawls. tmr, she might wanna bring me out again to buy my school bag, i think. woots~ okay, bye ppl. oh yah, tmr S.I grand finale! hahaha.. my instinct told me dat is might be another male idol! lols.&lt;br /&gt;hope faizal got perform.. haha, man, dream on uh.. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh yah, i'm syarifah &amp;amp; i'm AWESOME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-3127206961866608112?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3127206961866608112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3127206961866608112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3127206961866608112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3127206961866608112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-hair-is-cute-short.html' title='my hair is cute &amp; short!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3204854725739746522</id><published>2009-12-25T23:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T23:40:00.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Smackdown rawks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yoyoyo.&lt;br /&gt;well, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;merry christmas&lt;/span&gt; to those who are celebrating it.&lt;br /&gt;well, there's lots of good movies/show today.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; mum cooked smthg special too.. Crabs! nice man..&lt;br /&gt;in english i dunno wat's it called well in malay is Ketam Cili Padi.&lt;br /&gt;wohhoo, love the spicyness.&lt;br /&gt;erm, just finished watching Smackdown. wah seh, the 1st time&lt;br /&gt;in history, all the face(good one) won the match &amp;amp; DX&lt;br /&gt;are the coolest tagged team in the wwe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;i'm happy rite now&lt;/span&gt;. everytime, the wrestler dat i want him/her&lt;br /&gt;won, i'll jump &amp;amp; scream till my mum scolded me. lawls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, till here. tmr, i'm gonna cut my hair. hmm, will be meeting&lt;br /&gt;maksu at Somerset. haiyah, so far mann. &amp;amp; i'm going&lt;br /&gt;there alone. aft dat, might do some&lt;br /&gt;shopping. yikes, 'shopping!" sound so "great" -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop &amp;amp; stare, u start to wonder why u're here not there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-3204854725739746522?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3204854725739746522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3204854725739746522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3204854725739746522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3204854725739746522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/smackdown-rawks.html' title='Smackdown rawks!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1092264853472838503</id><published>2009-12-24T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T23:09:54.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IDIOT SISTER!</title><content type='html'>My daily jogging was canceled due to the wet weather. haiyah, i'm gonna drink ginger tea later on coz my tummy doesn't feel right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, went to cp wif parents at ard 7pm. wah seh, it's fully packed! christmas eve, wat do u expect? shopping for my school stuff. lol, the funny thing is, i still haven't buy my school books. will buy it on 26 dec. ok, frankly speaking uh, i LOATHE shopping. it's such a hassle, u noe! especially, when there's so many ppl. i was feeling dizzy when i saw lots of ppl moving around. imagine the atmosphere uh! i dun like when, my parents spend alot of time in one particular shop &amp;amp; end up nvr buy anything frm there. well, at least, today, they bought lots of things. seriouslyy mann. i dun like to go out for shopping but i like to go out for activities. urrgghh. ok, at least i survived&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i'm damn pissed off wif my irritating sister! elder sis uh. for goodness sake, u're 19! start acting like one! so wat if u're my elder sis? still, it doesn't give u the right to shout &amp;amp; talked to me in that way! walao, the way u talked to me is so "minah-ness" sia. so is it wrong for me to replied in the same way u did? since when u bcome so minah? u shud see the way u talked to me sia. fcuk off lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sori uh, i'm so damn pissed off wuf my sis uh. hmph! everyone thought she's the angel. walao, i wanna puke sia like dat! huh, ok uh.. tmr, after my subuh prayer, dad wanna followed me go jogging. hopefully, it doesn't rain.&lt;br /&gt;hate my sis~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1092264853472838503?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1092264853472838503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1092264853472838503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1092264853472838503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1092264853472838503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/idiot-sister.html' title='IDIOT SISTER!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4748915909096451380</id><published>2009-12-23T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:04:03.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coincidence or wat?</title><content type='html'>Woke up early in the morning! 5.45am. haissh.. i wanna noe my ending to my dreamlah. dis 2 days i've been dreaming abt transferring school. seriouslyy, 2 days i dream abt dat. alamak, y do i have to dream abt dat? okay, back to the point.&lt;br /&gt;bathed &amp;amp; get ready to school for sec 1 register thingy. &amp;amp; guess wat, i tied my hair. lols. my hair can be tied but halfway only. i have to wait for saturday to have my haircut. wohhoo, i hope the hairdresser can make it uh. the cost is damn expensive lorh. ok, back to my point again. waited for shihui &amp;amp; joey zheng at the sch bus-stop. saw bus 3, but shihui wasn't inside instead it was muhammad. oklah, i noe my sunburn very' nice' rite? walao, after he got another punggolite who i forgot the name. looking at me like one kind. heh. my face scary uh?my cheecks were burning uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when, shihui &amp;amp; joey zheng reached went in to sch together. &amp;amp; duty start, alamak, my partner was raudhah. haha.. ok uh.. but i wonder why.. both of us always get scolded? coincidence or wat? actually, we already arranged the sec 1 then, suddenly got new-comer &amp;amp; they messed their sitting arrangement. wanna noe wat hppn? got one parent scolded us of why his son have to wait for so long. alamak, first come, first serve uh. scolded us like mad sia. then, i just smiled &amp;amp; replied him.. "ok, next will be ur turn". then, when it's his turn uh, i like nvr called that parent.. i stared summore. haha, if u wanna go so much. go &amp;amp; sit &amp;amp; talk to the teacher uh. i nvr usher that particular parent to the teacher. haha.. bad, huh? then, alot of ppl gather at our place. haha. me &amp;amp; raudhah will always get scolded if we're together. LOL. then,  ms junaidah asked us to calmed down. &amp;amp; she helped us. lucky sia. if not, fooh~&lt;br /&gt;it ended at 10.30am. &amp;amp; i have to wait for 12 pm for recreation meeting. so me &amp;amp; shihui talked &amp;amp; talked in the canteen. then, chengning came. haha, 1st time, i heard compliment frm ppl abt my sunburn. chengning likes my sunburn.. yeahh~ nice, rite? then, after meeting, me &amp;amp; chengning &amp;amp; tzeyee walked to the bus-stop together. was nice uh.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. i wanna thank tzeyee &amp;amp; weiling for the souvenirs. walao, u ppl so sweet sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok uh, i wanna eat. very hungry. peace out~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4748915909096451380?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4748915909096451380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4748915909096451380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4748915909096451380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4748915909096451380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/coincidence-or-wat.html' title='Coincidence or wat?'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7366753289182836503</id><published>2009-12-22T22:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T23:36:32.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunburn! xD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhIeE_ciI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ygRX1BToYfY/s1600-h/22122009010%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhIeE_ciI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ygRX1BToYfY/s200/22122009010%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418077887355908642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhIDDpU3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/bzst3Al2s5w/s1600-h/22122009009%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhIDDpU3I/AAAAAAAAAOE/bzst3Al2s5w/s200/22122009009%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418077880102507378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhH8vZ2mI/AAAAAAAAAN8/sGbDGxvmcRQ/s1600-h/22122009008%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhH8vZ2mI/AAAAAAAAAN8/sGbDGxvmcRQ/s200/22122009008%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418077878406994530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                i'm floating.  can u see me?lol                                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so heyy! didn't post ytd. haha.. nthg much happen is just dat i did my daily morning jog. lol, but today, i didn't go for a run instead i go for a swim. haha.. alamak, it's been a long time i didn't go for swimming. my sis accompanied me there. lol, &amp;amp; she took pics of me. she sux in taking photograph. &amp;amp; guess wat? now, i have sunburns! especially my legs.. can see the differences. lol, &amp;amp; my cheeks are burning up!  how am i supposed to go to school tmr, looking like dis? trust me, i'm darker now! darn! after swimming, headed to the shower. then, me &amp;amp; sis sat at the canteen &amp;amp; bought french fries. haha. yeah.. now i noe how to upload pics frm my nokia phone! yay, me!&lt;br /&gt;reach home ard 3pm? haha, i swam for long hours sia. 11am-2pm. dat's y i'm darker now. ^^. i saw alot of ppl trying to get sun-tanned but hey, look at me.. i went to swim &amp;amp; yet look at my skin! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;tmr, got the sec 1register thingy. meaning, duty. lol. i almost forget sia. i was already planning to go for a jog tmr. well, missing a day to jog won't kill rite? i hope i could wake up tmr. muz be in sch by 7.15am, u noe!!!&lt;br /&gt;okay, till here. i had fun time swimming! peace out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;   &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; i love my blogsong. stop &amp;amp; stare.. i love the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy over that song.&lt;br /&gt;stop &amp;amp; stare, i think i'm moving but i go nowhere ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7366753289182836503?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7366753289182836503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7366753289182836503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7366753289182836503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7366753289182836503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/sunburn-xd.html' title='sunburn! xD'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SzDhIeE_ciI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ygRX1BToYfY/s72-c/22122009010%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7518600735696249922</id><published>2009-12-20T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T00:19:02.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm feeling fresh</title><content type='html'>Gosh. i didn't noe dat exercising can make one feel so... GREAT??&lt;br /&gt;so, i woke up at 9am, shower for awhile( just a few mins coz i noe i'm gonna perspire). took a light breakfast &amp;amp; off to punggol park wif sis. lol, my elder sis doesn't want to jog. so i go jogging alone. so syoik! i brought my skipping ropes &amp;amp; i could jump 35 times continuously.  cool, huh? my sis just skipped a lil &amp;amp; she's been sleeping frm 5pm till now, 10.05pm? wah, dis girl uh! then, we played badminton. it was very windy so it's hard for us to play like 'professional'.&lt;br /&gt;then, went home. bathed wif cold water. cooling~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna do sis tmr.. but maybe i go alone coz sis gt smthg on tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh yah, i'm going out late at night ltr on. lol.. see, accompanying dad to NTUC later on &amp;amp; i'm still not tired.&lt;br /&gt;dad gonna treat us some food. good, coz i didn't eat frm afternoon.. i'm not on diet, trust me.. it just dat i dun eat certain fish! okay.. bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;~updates on my plurks which is on the sidebar =)~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7518600735696249922?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7518600735696249922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7518600735696249922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7518600735696249922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7518600735696249922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-feeling-fresh.html' title='i&apos;m feeling fresh'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1709428480401256343</id><published>2009-12-19T22:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T22:25:53.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>burn fats ;D</title><content type='html'>Heylo. i'm seeing extra fats on my tummy. oh no,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; danger zone&lt;/span&gt;! hahas, i dun care tmr, i'm gonna go jogging around punggol park, hmm. looks like my sis wanna join in too. then, maybe after some running, we're gonna play badminton??  anything uh. as long as i'm back to being fit! blame the holidays. 45kg -47kg. alamak,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; i gained 2 kg&lt;/span&gt;! dat's bad. &amp;amp; mom trying to make me feel better by saying dat it doesn't matter coz i'm tall. LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;i just can't wait to have some exercise in the park. haha. and,and... i've been doing some workout dance. ^^&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get back my normal weight. i really want to.&lt;br /&gt;hehe. i know my blog seem kinda lifeless wif no photos but hey, i still getting a hang of using my nokia phone. lol. it's been a month &amp;amp; it's hard for me to upload it to the comp. man, at a time like dis, i prefer my sony ericsson phone. coz it's very easy to upload it. hahaha. i'll see how uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, tmr vb team is leaving frm singapore at 6am(i guess). haha,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt; ''goodluck&lt;/span&gt;'' to them in malaysia. *evil smirk* hah! i'm being sarcastic, i know! okayy, i guessed i'm gonna turn in early tonight &amp;amp; have a healthy day tmr onwards. wish me luck ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1709428480401256343?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1709428480401256343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1709428480401256343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1709428480401256343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1709428480401256343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/burn-fats-d.html' title='burn fats ;D'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5573164729182512037</id><published>2009-12-18T21:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T19:51:29.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat menyambut Awal Muharram</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/john%20cena" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i554.photobucket.com/albums/jj419/Empire_Undead/Cena.png" border="0" alt="John Cena Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, firstly, i wanna wish all Muslim ..."A Happy New Year?" hehe. today is the new year in the muslim's calender. =)&lt;br /&gt;so, in the morning, i didn't accompany my sis. i woke up late, dat's y. =) luckily, i woke up late. today, nothing much happen uh. for the sake of not letting my blog rot so, here am i blogging. dis few days, i'm feeling happy! wait, it's good rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i'm gonna be random here. wohhoo, John Cena is the Superstar of the year. lol, i just post dat ytd, rite? haha.. see, my sis were insisting dat Undertaker would be the Superstar of the year. she is soo wrong. see, John Cena is the best. haha, okay, well, Jeff Hardy is still the best but he's not in wwe ;(.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of wwe, few more mins to Smackdown. haha.. i hope it wud be a good one. ^^&lt;br /&gt;mum &amp;amp; dad wud be going to NTUC at 11pm. late, huh? then, tmr, me &amp;amp; my family will go out for breakfast tmr. aww, it's been a long time since i went out wif my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i can't think of anything else to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5573164729182512037?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5573164729182512037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5573164729182512037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5573164729182512037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5573164729182512037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/selamat-menyambut-awal-muharram.html' title='Selamat menyambut Awal Muharram'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8009645308580545711</id><published>2009-12-17T20:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T20:33:03.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD, huh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;GOSH, does my blog look kinda dead? HAH. i'm asking the&lt;br /&gt;obvious. oops, sori uh. i've been addicted to the WWE game&lt;br /&gt;in my psp. &amp;amp; i'm not active in my MSN anymore. wakaka. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i shall go online for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. today, i didn't turn up for training. hehe. &amp;amp; i'm glad!&lt;br /&gt;haha, good luck to those hu went for the training. ^.^&lt;br /&gt;*evil smirk*. alright, i'll shall stop that. So, today, all&lt;br /&gt;i do is play my psp till the battery need to recharge.&lt;br /&gt;then, i watch dvd : Transformers - Revenge of The Fallen.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i finally understand the whole story, hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yah, my sis's 'fren' bought for me Double Choc Frappe&lt;br /&gt;frm McCafe. okay, erm, thanks? lol, dun get me wrong, wat&lt;br /&gt;i meant by 'fren' is my sis's good fren. i just dun think my&lt;br /&gt;sis's  fren wud be so nice. Lol, i heard frm my sis's dat her fren's&lt;br /&gt;brother followed them when they went out. so, dat's wat i'm afraid.&lt;br /&gt;coz my instinct told me dat, is not really, my sis's fren who&lt;br /&gt;bought for me dat.. alamak,&lt;br /&gt;what-the-hell! ok, i tink no one gets my point, that's okay.&lt;br /&gt;so.. i guessed, i got a lot of supports frm ppl abt my cca.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. my family, relatives, my sis's frens &amp;amp; brother-.-&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; my frens. wee~ haha, okay, i'm crazy, no need to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Alamak, my sis asked me to accompany her to meet her fren tmr at Heartland Mall. ahh, dilemma. i dun want to meet her fren's brother, dat's y! hopefully, there's other way. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;wow, i hope i dun miss Bong(sitcom) &amp;amp; ECW. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt; Superstar of the year: John Cena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah! wohhooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&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/2977335559236472593-8009645308580545711?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8009645308580545711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8009645308580545711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8009645308580545711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8009645308580545711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/dead-huh.html' title='DEAD, huh?'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3558380476949253057</id><published>2009-12-14T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T22:57:43.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survive but not in a gd way</title><content type='html'>So the good news is i survive but the bad news is not in a gd way.&lt;br /&gt;today, i was like so ready to face wat i was going to face today. well, eventually, i was being picked on by coach continuously. ok, 1stly, i'm like ok uh. but then, my temperature shoot boiling point! i was like training wif all my strength &amp;amp; yet, i was the one hu keep getting scolded? hah.&lt;br /&gt;then, he said to me &amp;amp; raudhah(sori raudhah, bocos of me u oso kena scolded, but i know u dun mind) we're seniors &amp;amp; we dun even noe how to handle the easy ball(vb, dun tink far). wth, he doesn't have the right to say dat. then, it was us again hu get scolded. then, i go shout the 'f' word to him. then, got dis 2 seniors heard me &amp;amp; they thought i show the finger. well, i tink i did. i can't rmbr, i was too angry. well, today was the sight of me that suddenly appear.&lt;br /&gt;stupid uh. the coach made me bcome dis kind of person. wth, then, i was so angry that when i hit the vb against the wall, it flew up &amp;amp; got stuck at the corner. is like, u will nid a ladder to get the vb back. well, i dun care. then, suddenly, coach wanna speak to me. he wanna speak to me no nid drag raudhah along uh. she's nt involved siahh.. &amp;amp; noe wat, dat time mr ding told my mom dat he will be wif the coach when he wanna speak to me. but where is mr ding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach: i wanna know wat u hear me say the last training&lt;/span&gt;(sori uh, his broken eng)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;me: that u called me disabled?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach: u sure anot? i rmbr, i nvr said dat. dat word is not in my dictionary.. my english are all broken.&lt;/span&gt;( wait, if u say ur english is broken, how come u can say "not in my dictionary so well"?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me: hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach: i got many witness &amp;amp; they nvr hear me called that.&lt;/span&gt; ( i was like "of coz uh. they are far away frm him mah" the only one hu was near me is raudhah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;: ( i keep looking at raudhah, hello, back me up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;raudhah&lt;/span&gt; : (was laughing coz she dun even believe wat she heard frm the coach)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach :blablablabla&lt;/span&gt;(trust me, i tink he's speaking tamil)......&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; if u wanna play for fun, don't come here &amp;amp; destroy the team.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt;( kept quiet coz he talk non-stop siah.. lol, i was too angry dat i cried siahh.. pls, i won't cry bcoz of him i cried bcoz i was too angry.. when i'm angry all i tink is bashing dat sum1 up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me: so are u trying to say dat i'm lying? &lt;/span&gt;(at last i spoke, i cut his blabbering )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach: no, it just dat maybe u hear wrongly&lt;/span&gt;(fuck u lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach&lt;/span&gt;:(asked raudhah)&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; u oso nvr hear me rite?&lt;/span&gt; (at last he asked her)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;raudhah: i heard it. i know u called me handicapped too.&lt;/span&gt; (lol, handicapped &amp;amp; disabled.. isn't dat the same thing.. aperlah ini raudhah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me: yeah, see, i wanted to say dat, but u keep continue wif ur sh.&lt;/span&gt;.( i was abt to say shit! but i kept quiet after dat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach: i didn't say that&lt;/span&gt;(wah, in denial)&lt;br /&gt;c&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;oach: if got any misunderstanding, u straight tell me. no nid tell ur parents. i know singaporeans got lots of complaints&lt;/span&gt;(so are u implying dat u're frm china? it so obvious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;:(like wat seh, i interact most wif my parents.. cnnt tell meh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;coach: &lt;/span&gt;(he add dis which made me angrier) &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;forget abt wat hppn last training&lt;/span&gt;.( ok, u want me to forget after u threatened me? go fly kite lah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;then, me &amp;amp; raudhah told him we went to toilet when actually, we went to canteen. pissed off uh. wat else! then, we went back in &amp;amp; coach didn't told us wat to do. then, we get out again &amp;amp; slacked. i know maisarah saw me. haha, we slacked uh. walked around. i was like planning to leave siahh. but raudhah want to stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;we went back in.. still nothing frm coach. wah, he still can act like nothing hppn. we sat down uh. until mr ding came. he told us to helped. i was like "dun want uh. get scolded frm coach &amp;amp; it was AWESOME!" i purposely said dat. mr ding just kept quiet. then, we went off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;raudhah kept cursing well, i kept praying. to those hu are reading dis, pls pray for me too okay??  pray dat coach will get something in return as a lesson to be learnt. *wink* nah, dun pray for a bad thing just pray dat he will realise his mistake. the rest let's leave it to Yang Maha Esa.i know dat wat i heard is right. &amp;amp; i'm nt afraid. he still deny, dat's his problem coz he's lying to himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs, i'm nt cuming to training. well, all i gt to say is gd luck to those hu's going to ma-lay-sia. rmbr, is not abt ur own language. well, good luck *evil smirk*. haha.. my mum suggesting me to quit, i dunno man! fyi, i'm egoist. i dun wanna term as the quitter in the coach eye's. he wanna continue wif this fire, well, let's see hu let the fire being put out first. lol, maksu's fren told me to make the coach kick me out frm the cca. the same as raudhah's "fren" say. coz if he kicks us out, it's not our fault rite? where is ms tan? when we really nid her? we could only depend on her right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok uh~ dat's all.. long post, huh?again, type down ur thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3558380476949253057?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3558380476949253057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3558380476949253057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3558380476949253057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3558380476949253057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/survive-but-not-in-gd-way.html' title='Survive but not in a gd way'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8017826508195140605</id><published>2009-12-13T22:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T22:29:10.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tmr is my judgement day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey, ppl. tomorrow is my judgement day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;gosh, i sound like one of the wwe announcer coz wwe had dis theme before. ok, back to my point, i meant judgement day bcoz mr ding &amp;amp; coach gonna speak to me tmr. suddenly, i feel so nervous. lol.  2 vs 1. how am i supposed to win? i nid john cena. lol.. seriouslyy, he's really good in speaking. wish me goodluck. lol, my mum &amp;amp; maksu wanna follow me to school but i told them dat i wanna settle it on my own &amp;amp; in my own way. chey, power ke per??&lt;br /&gt;hahas. now, all i have to do is leave it to fate &amp;amp; pray. ok, my posts nowadays sound so serious.... agree?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; oh wait. bibik calling me. -------------------- ok, i'm back. aww, bibik cooked for me maggie. how nice. haha, coz the dishes are all finished. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;soo.. nothing much happen is just dat i went down to long john silver to buy Spicylicious Chicken. haha, nice mann~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;oh yah, i finally, get to see my dad today. he told me the full story of how he fainted. actually, i brought up th topic 1st, then he was like, "who told u?" i reply "mum". dad didn't want his children to know. but i was the only hu noes it. so, u see, my dad have 2 jobs. 1 a full-time job &amp;amp; another 1 a part-time job. so, dat's y i hardly get to see him. dat day, he was doing his pizza delivery(part-time job). then, when he wanna start up his bike, he accidentally sniffed the fume so his vision was blurr. then, he quickly, make his way to the toilet &amp;amp; he fainted. luckilyy, there's a cleaner who helped him. the cleaner gave my dad some rice &amp;amp; my dad was kinda okay. my dad offered the person money, but the person didn't want to accept it. well, me &amp;amp; my dad tink dat person is a guardian angel.  hehe. my instinct tink so. ok uh, i hope dad feel better.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, till here ppl. i wanna eat my maggie. hopefully, all of u could read my tmr's post. if i don't survive tmr, pls tell my family dat i love them. hahaha.. hehe. ok uh.. peace out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-8017826508195140605?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8017826508195140605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8017826508195140605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8017826508195140605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8017826508195140605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/tmr-is-my-judgement-day.html' title='Tmr is my judgement day!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2530751058220529331</id><published>2009-12-11T23:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:15:52.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i decide</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/me%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w273/RstbrgChrldr06/Quotes/quote-4.jpg" border="0" alt="Judge me.. Pictures, Images and Photos" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i soo love my blog song. man, to those ppl who think they could judge me, listen to the song &amp;amp; it speaks of wat i'm gonna say. since wat hppn ytd, my mind won't rest in peace. ok, fine. i'm a revengeful person? yeah. i am. but still, i won't let that side of me appear. no, i won't. nt only they(the person whom i mentioned in ytd's post) there's also, some ppl who look down on me. well, all i can say is siaper yg mkn cili. dier yg rase pedasnye. hehe ^^. oh yah, i wud like to thank pizza &amp;amp; maisarah for typing down ur thoughts. fooh~ make me feel much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me lighter things for awhile okayy? so, today went to granny's house coz bibik nid to clean the house. so, i watched lots of gd shows, frm HBO to HBO Family to HBO Signature. lol. nicee~ then, uncle sent us home. but before dat, he bought for us chicken rice. lol, i slept in the caar. then, when i woke up, still haven't reach. then, uncle told us dat, he took the wrong highway. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;***ehem,ehem, now.. let's get serious abit, ermm.. hey, don't think dat u're a perfect person dat everyone likes being ur fren. LOL, who knows, they might make a fool out of you. trust me, u tink i don't experience any kind of those u-know-wat thing, doesn't make me a fool aite? i gave u advices coz as a gd fren, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dun want u to fall too deep&lt;/span&gt;. wake up frm ur dream. reality check! coz, i've been in ur situation before. pls lurh, wake up. wake up! live ur life.  i know that u know &amp;amp; u know that i know wat dis is abt. i gave enuf clue. is up to u whether u wanna wake up or stay in ur fantasy. yeah, u might think dat, i'm like not like the girly-type. well, dat was after i experience wat u are experiencing now. so now, do u get it? i was the girly-type.. but dat was way,way before. coz when i was dat kind of person, ppl tink i'm weak &amp;amp; they could just step on my head anytime. well, now, not anymore! well, let's just say, dat i'm the turbulent type of person. i'm sure u know wat dat mean. coz u've been trying hard to speak powerful english to me. so, let me end it by saying, "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I KNOW MORE THAN YOU DO SO STOP TRYING TO SAY THAT YOU ARE OHH-SO-PERFECT!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2530751058220529331?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2530751058220529331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2530751058220529331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2530751058220529331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2530751058220529331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-decide.html' title='i decide'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w273/RstbrgChrldr06/Quotes/th_quote-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-6950768985659607205</id><published>2009-12-10T21:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:25:42.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid training!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/images/me%20quotes" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i0006.photobucket.com/albums/0006/findstuff22/Best%20Images/Quotes%20and%20Sayings/me-quote1.jpg" alt="me quotes Pictures, Images and Photos" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'm damn freaky pissed &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;abt today's training. walao, stupid sia coach. it's ok if u scold me but u called me "played like disable person?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; now, wat's ur big idea? ok, not only me kena but raudhah oso. &amp;amp; u noe wat we reply? raudhah said "ok,ok.. thnk u!" i reply, "sure.. no prob." but actually, i was being kind of sarcastic.&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;he can't speak in proper english &amp;amp; yet he know the word "disable"? ok, dat is serious man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; summore, mr ding scolded me for nt attending 2WEEKS of training. hello, it's just 2 days lurh, stupid. i injured my feet, u freaky idiot! &amp;amp; u noe wat he told me, "then, y dun u inform us?" how am i supposed to inform u ppl when i dun have the contact no.? gt logic anot?&lt;br /&gt;man,, i didn't noe Days is actually same as Week.&lt;br /&gt;walao, mr ding scolded me early in the morning when i just reach which practically spoilt my mood to train &amp;amp; then, when we're playing match, coach has to add in fire by using the word disable? what the eff siahh! seriouslyy, i can't control the way of how i'm typing coz i'm too pissed off!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u noe wat? gt malaysia trip on 20-23 dec. i dun wanna go &amp;amp; mr ding keep saying abt it's compulsory. compulsory ur shit. lol, coz if i go oso, i will be alone mah. ltr the rest of the volleyballers talked in their own language so wat's the point? i still dun understand why is there a need for me to go. ohh.. maybe i know. malaysia mah. it will be full of malays. hmm, i just hope they get a taste of their own medicine! seriouslyy, man. they nid to snap their heads out frm fantasy of their own language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; u noe wat? dis afternoon, mr ding called. 2 times. haha. maksu spoke to him coz mum was too angry. maksu shoot cannonball, u noe! duh, she's been in the debate team before. &amp;amp; she told mr ding abt the coach saying 'disabled' thing. &amp;amp; after the 2nd call, mr ding told her dat the coach didn't said dat. wth! i wonder if mr ding gt really ask coach! walao.. coach lying uh? then, mr ding said he gt asked other ppl but they said they didn't hear it. like, wtf? of coz, they don't care coz they were talking among themselves. i gt prove man! i gt raudhah! raudhah was there wif me.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &amp;amp; mostly, Yang Maha Esa knows the most. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, mr ding told my mum dat coach wud be speaking to me on mon. fuyyoo.. wah seh.. does dat sound dat i'm abit rebellious? no.. i dun talk back to them. i turn a deaf ear on them. lol.. man.. wanna have a talk wif me? bring it on!&lt;br /&gt;i'm nt afraid. but wat i afraid is i will talk back to the coach.&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i will just go with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wohhoo, i have wwe game in my PSP. man, i vent my anger in there. lol.. i pretend my opponent was the coach/mr ding. then,, i will attack &amp;amp; do my signature move.. woohhoo, muz thank sis's fren for downloading it. wohhoo.. the game rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ppl, i know it's a long post but pls type ur thought on the tagboard. thx, u ppl just rocks my socks out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-6950768985659607205?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/6950768985659607205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=6950768985659607205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6950768985659607205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/6950768985659607205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/stupid-training.html' title='stupid training!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3660815591115501095</id><published>2009-12-09T22:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:46:06.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YUMM!</title><content type='html'>hey.. for ytd &amp;amp; today has been a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt; ytd, maksu bought for me sportshoes which cost $109.oo, OMG. dun play-play.&lt;br /&gt;then she treat me to Swensens. lol. maksu rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, today accompanied her to Rochor. whoa, far seh. lol.. then, went to Plaza Singapura.. walked-walked around. then, we ate at secret recipe. like ohmy! chocolate indulgence cake is so freaking nice. then, maksu bought another piece for me to eat it at home.. hmm.. i shud eat it after i done posting. mann, maksu going home dis wk.. haiyah, i'm gonna miss her. coz she's a very easy-going person. oh yah.. i have been having dis feeling dat i might saw some ppl frm S.I. lol.&lt;br /&gt;okay, before dat. sezaire is in the top 2.. wohhhoo.. walao, i actually want tabitha rather than sylvia.. but i noe sylvia wud be safe. soo.. u ppl can guess rite? tabitha was being eliminated. sad mann..&lt;br /&gt;so when i was walking around Plaza Sing, i walked past dis person. lol, she look at me, i look at her. then, i just walked past. know who? it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;tabitha&lt;/span&gt;, she was wif farhan. lol, are they couple? lol, i tink so too. lol, see.. then my mum was wif me &amp;amp; maksu too. then, my mum asked me "isn't she the one hu was being eliminated?" lol.. lucky she asked in malay. see, my instinct is right.. but i wanna meet faizal. lol, siao uh me!.&lt;br /&gt;it's like funny seh. everytime i saw(concentrate) some kind of show, i will meet the person the next day.. serious. last time was a malay actress. haha.&lt;br /&gt;haizz. wah seh, tabitha so tall man.. haha, &amp;amp; she saw me &amp;amp; smile.. aww, how sweet. coz the place that i saw her wasn't dat crowded. chey, chey! wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. like my blogskin? lol.. i can't find a good one. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok, i wanna eat my cake, &amp;amp; oh no, tmr gt training. nid to wake up early. haizz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3660815591115501095?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3660815591115501095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3660815591115501095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3660815591115501095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3660815591115501095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/yumm.html' title='YUMM!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3174604621109725194</id><published>2009-12-07T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:28:23.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>training~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Wat time is it? 6.12pm.&lt;br /&gt;lol, &amp;amp; i'm home alone. ^^ mum, maksu &amp;amp; bibik(maid) bring granny to hospital for her usual check-up. so yeahh~&lt;br /&gt;in the morning had training. thx raudhah for giving me a morning call or shall i say, morning text? haha. if not, i wud not wake up, i tell u! training was fun. hahaha. except dat.. rmbr abt my injured feet, damn it's i jump on the wrong side &amp;amp; my injured feet is injured back. get it?? =D&lt;br /&gt;ended training abt 12plus. lol, waited for raudhah to get changed coz she's going out wif her sisters. lol, walao, i can sleep while waiting for her u noe. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;then, when i went back home, dad was getting ready for work. he said no food. he asked me to order macdonalds. i was like, "whuaatt?" man, i want rice! so in the end, i cook maggie uh. lol, dad was kinda funny when he was waiting for lift &amp;amp; i was abt to close the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: adik, berani tk duduk sorang kat rmh?(are u afraid being alone at home?)&lt;br /&gt;me: [i was like.. wth??] i'm 14 uh! alamak..&lt;br /&gt;dad: okay. close door. ltr got salesman knocking on the door.&lt;br /&gt;me: haha.. okok..&lt;br /&gt;dad waited for me to close the door &amp;amp; then, he went inside the lift. haha. he treated me like lil' kid.&lt;br /&gt;noe wat i was doing home-alone? i was strumming on my guitar &amp;amp; rock-and-roll! walao, i now then realise i gt the talents to compose some songs. haha, dun worry GOT NO LOVE SONG! all abt how i felt uh. lol, like angry, happy or wild. haha, trust me, i'm not dat romantic type so i gt no love song. haha! anyone want some song? feel free to ask me.. okayy?&lt;br /&gt;i guarantee u it will be on the chart attack in the future. wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ppl, i'm quite hungry. oh wait~ sis bought me chicken wing frm old chang kee. wow, dat's a sight of her i nvr see before. haha, kidding! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yeah, i tink i'm&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; psychic&lt;/span&gt; or smthg. coz watever i feel like it's gonna happen, it happen. yep, my instincts are always right. trust me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3174604621109725194?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3174604621109725194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3174604621109725194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3174604621109725194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3174604621109725194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/training.html' title='training~'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2069487443784748351</id><published>2009-12-06T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T00:04:53.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HEY~~&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW MY BLOG KINDA SEEM DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;I WIIL UPDATE TMR OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;IT JUST DAT I'M TIRED FROM THE LAST-MIN OUTING DAT WAS PLANNED BY MY AUNT. LOL~ SHE WAS IN HOUGANG AREA, SO SHE CALLED ME AROUND 8.30PM TO TAKE ME OUT FOR AWHILE. WELL, DAT'S ALL UH!&lt;br /&gt;TMR GOT TRAINING. HOPEFULLY, I WON'T BE TIRED BY THEN. I HOPE I END EARLY.&lt;br /&gt;PRAY FOR ME OKAY?&lt;br /&gt;CONTINUE TO TAG ME~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE OUT PPL~&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-2069487443784748351?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2069487443784748351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2069487443784748351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2069487443784748351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2069487443784748351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-3098302702815165663</id><published>2009-12-04T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T00:35:52.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duty filled wif fun!!</title><content type='html'>time check. 11.52pm.. few more mins. it's gonna be 12am! lol~ ok. lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, morning nothing interesting hppn. but afternoon there is. well, met shihui ard 5.20pm? yep. coz we have to reach the school hall by 5.30pm. lol. but when we reached oso, the time was delayed. hehe, coz heavy downpour mah! lol. then, me &amp;amp; shihui went to sit at the back of the hall. the band committees were having their rehearsal. lol. &amp;amp; guess wat? me &amp;amp; shihui are the only sec 2 who were doing the duty. the rest were sec 3. Awhile later, ms han brief on our tasks. me, shihui &amp;amp; maisarah were tasked to do our duty in the hall. after briefing, all of us went down to eat at the canteen. well, dinner were provided uh. but, i was kinda full as i already ate at home. so i just took few spoonful &amp;amp; throw it away. xD        then, me &amp;amp; shihui walk-the-talk. lol. walao, i miss chatting wif her man! haha.. went in prefect's room to put on our blazer. dis time, i didn't complain of being warm coz the weather is already cold. haha! then, at abt 7pm we went back to hall &amp;amp; start doing our duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in between the concert, me &amp;amp; shihui chill for awhile =). it's tiring to stand the whole time. ok, the concert was nice uh. certain music was nice. haha..i only like the upbeat kind. when it's the slow song uh, i start to fidget edi. lols. then, when the concert end, we had to give out feedback forms to the parents. lol.  then, after all dat, went back to prefect's room to hang back the blazer. then, went to canteen. haha, actually uh, me &amp;amp; shihui wanna go home coz it's already late but mr fadli called us uh frm the canteen. he told us to take a piece of pizza. haha, wah seh, ordered pizza seh! hahaha. then, we took a piece &amp;amp; ate it otw to the bus-stop. hehe. man, i didn't know i was hungry at dat time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at abt 10.10pm? late, huh? i saw macdonald's food on the table. lol, maksu ordered it. alamak, i'm gonna gain weight uh like dis. LOL. hehe. so i missed the channel 8 show.. haizz.. the 'Together' dat is showed everyday on 9pm. yikes. when i came back, just in time for WWE Smackdown. lols.&lt;br /&gt;so dat's all folks! long post? haha, i did enjoyed today. hehe. eventhough we came back for duty.&lt;br /&gt;at least i didn't waste my time. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-3098302702815165663?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/3098302702815165663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=3098302702815165663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3098302702815165663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/3098302702815165663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/duty-filled-wif-fun.html' title='duty filled wif fun!!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-379849750470854677</id><published>2009-12-03T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T22:13:01.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>charles is out from  S.I!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wohhooo. Charles is finally out frm S.I! i'm so happy, u noe! haha, i'm sure alot of ppl are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so glad to see dat. then, the other contestant didn;t cry for him. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;ok, erm.. frankly speaking, I GOT NOTHING TO POST! nthg interesting hppn.&lt;br /&gt;except dat dad went back to his hometown. he will be back on saturday. man,&lt;br /&gt;i miss my dad! lol. he called just now then, mum &amp;amp; my 2 sis were fighting for the&lt;br /&gt;phone. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah~ received a call frm ms han. she reminded me dat i have duty tmr for band concert thingy at 6pm - 9pm. whoa, huh? meeting shihui earlier tmr. =). hehe, i miss her man! wahahaha,&lt;br /&gt;ok, updates on plurks which is on the sidebar. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-379849750470854677?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/379849750470854677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=379849750470854677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/379849750470854677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/379849750470854677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/charles-is-out-from-si.html' title='charles is out from  S.I!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-5214781903752222541</id><published>2009-12-01T23:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T00:06:42.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>considered urself fortunate, alrite?</title><content type='html'>hey.&lt;br /&gt;i just received a news dat vb team is going to malaysia on 20th - 23rd december? i'm not sure whether i wanna go or not. haizz.. but somehow, part of me asking me to go. aiyah, raudhah try go uh. i know u've been going alot of overseas trip but hey, dun sombong uh!&lt;br /&gt;accompany me uh! i dun want to be alone dat's y. considered urself fortunate of having lots of opportunity to travel. stop &amp;amp; think abt others. suddenly, if those kind of opportunity closes down. u will regret it. seriouslyy, dun look down on dis &amp;amp; i mean it =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure whether i wanna go? maybe, i shud just go &amp;amp; be alone? find adventure? lol. oh yah, talking abt travelling, dad's is going back his hometown tmr. he will be back on sunday. haizz.. dis time, u all can say 'balik kampung'. actually, dad wanna bring me but my passport expire liao. there's the reason of why i'm not travelling. dad say after he's back on sunday, he gonna renew my passport.  ok, there's all. -short huh?- &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;oh yah, just look in my plurks coz i update it daily =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-5214781903752222541?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/5214781903752222541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=5214781903752222541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5214781903752222541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/5214781903752222541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/12/considered-urself-fortunate-alrite.html' title='considered urself fortunate, alrite?'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7805335454850688043</id><published>2009-11-30T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T22:28:54.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>didn't post ytd</title><content type='html'>oops, was so tired to pass abt ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;29/11/09(sun)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of madrasah. sad uh. coz ltr i cnnt disturb amanina &amp;amp; hani. lol. i was like day-dreaming uh then suddenly, got someone so hyper, it was amanina! lol. i guessed the rest of sundays will be boring as i won't have anything to do. but i got back my results. final-year exam for madrasah.&lt;br /&gt;overall, i improved. eventhough, my class position dropped. mid-yr was 7/18 but end-of year was 8/18. but hey, wat matter most is the overall marks rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tauhid - 34/50(last time was 27/50)&lt;br /&gt;fikih- 31/50( last time was 29/50)&lt;br /&gt;akhlak - 40/50(last time was 36/50)&lt;br /&gt;sirah - 44/50(last time was 40/50)&lt;br /&gt;loghah - &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;16&lt;/span&gt;/50(failed, last time was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt;/50, hey, it's arab.. i'm weak in dat!)&lt;br /&gt;quran - 35/50(last time was abit better, 47/50)&lt;br /&gt;solat - 43/50(last time was solat dhuha, 38/50.. solat taubat is much more easier)&lt;br /&gt;iqra - 40/50 (last time was&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;0&lt;/span&gt;/50.. see, frm failed to passed )&lt;br /&gt;tafsir - 31/50(much better last time, 41/50. lol)&lt;br /&gt;hadith - 31/50(decreased 1 mark.. last time was 32/50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total marks : 345/500       |   last time was: 328/500&lt;br /&gt;percentage : 69.0% / 100%    | last time was : 65.6% / 100%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a great improvement! wohhoo.. i wonder hu stole my 7th place? idk uh. but next yr uh, i wanna try 3rd place uh.. but i dun tink i can uh.. maybe,, hu noes.. oh yah, my uztazah comment on my report bk, at last smthg diff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;" Nur Syarifah is a quiet girl however, in her quietness, she managed to strive hard. Continue to work hard for next year".. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah seh, quiet uh? i flattered uh. coz i tink in madrasah, i talked more &amp;amp; talkative than my usual school.. dun believe me, ask amanina. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;wah, first time, uztazah comment &amp;amp; state my name.. wohhooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;30/11/09(today)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, in the morning i was sick. i didn't get enuf sleep dat's y. my mom ask me to skip training for today. haizz.. actually, i wanna go coz long time, didn't see raudhah. went to hospital to check up on my leg again. doctor said it's healing &amp;amp; i muz still take care of it. ok, pls dun tink of me weak okayy? i'm fit &amp;amp; strong. lol.&lt;br /&gt;wohhoo, maksu bought for me a new pouch. me like it =)&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, today, i saw a poser of sezaire in hg mall. serious, the way the dude dress, is like totally the same. my sis insisted dat it could be the real one. but hey, if so, confem got lots of fans surrounding him mah.. rite? haha.. poser.&lt;br /&gt;dat's all, pls tagg me whenver u view my blog. thx, my tagboard is dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7805335454850688043?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7805335454850688043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7805335454850688043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7805335454850688043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7805335454850688043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/didnt-post-ytd.html' title='didn&apos;t post ytd'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-8683845310776648282</id><published>2009-11-28T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T23:20:00.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight Saga : New Moon is off the hook=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SxE2_Cl7hCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JmGDGsXvJS0/s1600/new-moon-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SxE2_Cl7hCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JmGDGsXvJS0/s200/new-moon-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409165084104295458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OMG ppl! i can't believe dat i watched New Moon just now. wohhoo~ i loveeee it. went to amk hub wif my sis &amp;amp; her frens(which is my fren too except dat they are older). ok, ppl. i know all of u might think dat the premiere is on 3 december but guess wat? it started showing already! haha, muz thank sis's fren for telling dat coz if 3 dec onwards will be packed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on team Jacob Black!&lt;br /&gt;he look way,way,way,way,way better wif his short hair. &amp;amp; if u see his body, u girls will melt. hahaha xD. ok, i'm not sick or wat. is just dat most part of the movie, he is shirtless which enable ppl to see his muscles! and,and the way he cares for Bella. fuyooo!&lt;br /&gt;u guys will understand it if u watch it. omgomgomg..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i wanna watch it again. anyone? if u wanna watch it, pls rmbr to invite me&lt;/span&gt;. man, i love jacob black or the real name Taylor Lautner. wohhoo~&lt;br /&gt;seriouslyy, i wanna watch it again!!! i still can't recover frm this. everytime, when there's jacob black's part. i will melt. *lol*.. ok fine, i still have to praise edward cullen abt smthg rite? hmm.. it's so obvious dat all the vampires are wearing red eye contacts. dis time, u can see their eyes, really red. &amp;amp; oh yah, i prefer jasper too. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine, i won't spoil the details but the last part were abit 'hanging'. bella want to be just like edward. then, edward said dat he has a condition.. then, he said 'marry me'. then, bella was shocked &amp;amp; THE END. whoa, huh? now, i can't wait for Eclipse. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm on team jacob.&lt;/span&gt;. how bout u?&lt;br /&gt;*wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-8683845310776648282?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/8683845310776648282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=8683845310776648282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8683845310776648282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/8683845310776648282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/twilight-saga-new-moon-is-off-hook.html' title='Twilight Saga : New Moon is off the hook=)'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SxE2_Cl7hCI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JmGDGsXvJS0/s72-c/new-moon-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4776419991556188440</id><published>2009-11-27T16:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T17:15:20.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hari raya haji</title><content type='html'>hey, i wanna wish all muslim Selamat Hari Raya Haji!&lt;br /&gt;well, just read Amanina's blog, chill aites? i know the feeling. dat's y i have dis urge to blog rite now. well, since my grandmother &amp;amp; grandfather has passed away, we stayed home for hari raya haji &amp;amp; we're expecting mum's relatives to come here. coz y, i still have one granny left(my mom's side) so she stayed wif us. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;so, i address grandmother for my dad's side &amp;amp; i address granny for my mom's side so dis post won't be complicated okay.?&lt;/span&gt; well, i dun really like my granny. she's too bossy. she always said scolding my mom when actually, my mom was the one hu took care of her. everyone thought dat my grandmother was my mom's mother. whereas my granny was my mom's in-law. where actually, it's the opposite! dat's y, i really, absolutely LOVE my grandmother! but not my granny. well, wanna know smthg? my granny dun like us either(me &amp;amp; my siblings). she loves the boys but not us girls! do u tink is fair? i tried so hard to be nice to my granny, each time she is angry wif me or anyone of us, it make me missed my grandmother more.&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm blogging eventhough there's guests here!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;my cousin passed his PSLE result.. is like AT LAST! well, congrats uh. but it seemed dat everyone seemed to be over-joy.. &amp;amp; it's really over. ok uh, if u ppl wanna enjoy oso ok uh. but hey, no nid to be so over rite? 'hero of the day?' 'MVP'? 'VIP'? what the heck is dat? for goodness sake, my cousin is the same age as me! he repeat. aiyah. &amp;amp; guess wat? he get $50 frm my granny! omg! i didn't even get a reward or any praise frm granny when i did smthg good. coz y? i'm a girl! my cousin are mostly boys! is not fair! i can never make granny like me, well, if u ask my elder sis, she too give-up on being kind to my granny. i hate dis! i still won't forget the time dat she complained to her son(my uncle,obviously) dat my siblings &amp;amp; i hardly talked to her. wtf is all dat? can't she just look at her attitude? dat is y i'm close wif my grandmother! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i find dis hari raya haji meaningless w/o my grandmother &amp;amp; grandfather. i wud nvr forget my last moment wif them. especially my grandmother. it is still fresh in my memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4776419991556188440?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4776419991556188440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4776419991556188440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4776419991556188440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4776419991556188440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/hari-raya-haji.html' title='hari raya haji'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4637443809385282713</id><published>2009-11-26T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T22:29:07.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid S.I result</title><content type='html'>hey ppl. ytd's S.I result was disappointing. AGAIN! like wtf. i was damn happy to see dat sezairi is safe[ok, now, i'm on his side since there's no faizal =( ] was safe &amp;amp; dat charles were in the bottom half. but suddenly gurmit announce dat no one was eliminated. WhaThell! where gt like dat one? it's getting nonsensical each week&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;. who agree wif me?&lt;/span&gt; wat make it worse was faizal was nt there to perform wif the other finalis. haha, hey, i know things *wink*. it seriouslyy waste my time! i have to tahan wif the 1hr result show to see who was being eliminated. &amp;amp; it's so obvious dat they don't want the malays to win. coz it wud be 3 in a row. but i dun care if the girl be the winner. i just want charles to be out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but however, WWE Raw was great! man, there's no issues going between Shawn Michales &amp;amp; Triple H. haha.. cool~  John Cena vs CM Punk which is way cooler. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm chatting wif tzeyee rite now. hahas, i bcome the updater of S.I result to her. oh yah, weiling leaving today too. why is ppl leaving me behind! i told weiling dat if there's computer in her country, i will update her abt S.I result too. hahaha/ see how good am i? &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;! i figured out how to use my new phone. well, it was bought ytd. when, it was activated, oh wow. there's alot of unread msg(s),.  sori ppl, i just get a hang of using the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; btw,&lt;br /&gt;i succeeded in fasting for dis 2 days. weehee~ irfan thought i couldn't do it. haha~ in ur face! too bad u gt ur hockey match dis 2 days.. if not, we can have a challenge! tmr Hari Raya Haji.. gonna be way busy tmr coz my granny staying here so most probably my relatives come here tmr.. &amp;amp; i helped mom bake our famous cookies.. haha, the cookies dat was sold during the IPW carnival.. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-4637443809385282713?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4637443809385282713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4637443809385282713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4637443809385282713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4637443809385282713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-si-result.html' title='stupid S.I result'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1841810830253035352</id><published>2009-11-24T22:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T23:01:40.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suntec city &gt; marina square.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwvvqPYUwrI/AAAAAAAAANs/14u-IgXaQUM/s1600/DSC00407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwvvqPYUwrI/AAAAAAAAANs/14u-IgXaQUM/s200/DSC00407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407679286550512306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy always!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;heyy. in the morning followed maksu to NUH for some important stuff. right after dat, uncle drove us to suntec city. &amp;amp; whoa, did alot of shopping. it was so cool~ then, went to marina square to have our lunch. had indonesia cuisine. wohhoo.well, the restuarant is Tambuah Mas. &amp;amp; i rate the food 5 stars. i ate alot coz i didn't eat for breakfast. well, gotta enjoy rite coz tmr i'm fasting. hopefully, i can tahan uh! thx, maksu for buying me stuff. she oso bought harry potter and the half-blood prince dvd. cool or wat? now, she &amp;amp; mum watching The Proposal in the livin room. could hear their laughter frm here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/Swvvp_jrFII/AAAAAAAAANk/qMw-5ddQ-ps/s1600/DSC00408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/Swvvp_jrFII/AAAAAAAAANk/qMw-5ddQ-ps/s200/DSC00408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407679282303145090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; yah, request frm pizza. ok, i had a deep cut bcoz i step on a broken glass. haha. dun ask me when or why coz i hardly rmbr. then, it get worse when i ignored it &amp;amp; went for training last wk. as u noe, vb, nid to jump alot rite? &amp;amp; my feet turn to red colour. since i cnnt tahan edi, maksu bought me to hospital ytd for a 2nd check-up. the doctor took off the so-called bandage? &amp;amp; pizza, u imagine uh how horrid does it look. ok? then, the doctor sort-of 'knock' on my upper feet. wah seh, cnnt tahan uh! enuf or not?&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp; oh yah, i found dis vid. haha, i noe it's been a wk but. dis is faisal isa's goodbye interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas. man, he &amp;amp; farhan so funny siahh! lol. watch it uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="380" height="250"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSp9SEK8JuI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uSp9SEK8JuI&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="250"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope charles leave tmr. &amp;amp; yah, sezairi quite funny in dis vid too wif his 'Confirm Confirm!'. hahas&lt;br /&gt;okay, ppl~ peace out. i hope i can tahan tmr. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&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;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1841810830253035352?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1841810830253035352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1841810830253035352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1841810830253035352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1841810830253035352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/suntec-city-marina-square.html' title='suntec city &gt; marina square.'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwvvqPYUwrI/AAAAAAAAANs/14u-IgXaQUM/s72-c/DSC00407.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-7119134019487813534</id><published>2009-11-23T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:01:01.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love it</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/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwqgFu7AejI/AAAAAAAAANc/D13ugDlF6UI/s1600/DSC00406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 194px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwqgFu7AejI/AAAAAAAAANc/D13ugDlF6UI/s200/DSC00406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407310322967018034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;omg, i love this strawberry tart frm&lt;br /&gt;delifrance. it's so yummy but expensive. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Alright. was supposed to go training today but i nid to go hospital. again! haizz.. check-up on my leg coz dat time there was a deep cut. hahas, alright i won't post abt it here. ltr, u(readers) will faint after hearing my story. hah!&lt;br /&gt;then, Maksu(aunt) bought me this strawberry tart frm delifrance. weehee, thx maksu! &amp;amp; yah, i also ate the chocolates dat was given frm Maisarah. wah seh, the chocolate damn delicious. haha, shhh.. i didn't share the chocolate wif my sisters. haha.&lt;br /&gt;just now, chatted wif irfan on msn. man, dat dude rock my sock. =). hahas, he used to 'bully' me in primary school. but now, he's a joker! haha, yeahh~ thx for brighten up my day.. hahas, seriouslyy, i kinda like today. &amp;amp; yeah, did i mention dat i've been thinking positive &amp;amp; learning to have patience? yeah, i dun even noe y. credits to irfan for making me a 'good person'.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. whenever, there's negative comment on me, i will twist into a positive one. nice one, huh? i tink the reason oso i've been watching too much wwe. duh, John Cena knows how to talk back in a gd way. maybe, i shud take lessons frm him. lols, keep dreaming uh syarifah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking abt wwe, i checked the Survivor Series Result.&lt;br /&gt;wwe champoinship-wohhoo, John Cena retain his belt/title. yeah. but i sensed dat smthg's not right wif DX. i tink dat Shawn Michaels are not good term wif triple H.&lt;br /&gt;world heavyweight championship- Undertaker retain his belt frm the big show &amp;amp; chris jerrico.&lt;br /&gt;haha, there's alot more. but dis 2 events are the important one. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah.. anyone fasting tmr?(malays). haha, i was thinking of fasting tmr but maksu want to bring me out tmr. hehes. maybe on wed, i shall fast. fyi, fasting for 'orang yg tgh bertawaf kat mekkah'. haha.. oh wee~ i'm talking to irfan. again! hahas&lt;br /&gt;peace out~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-7119134019487813534?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/7119134019487813534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=7119134019487813534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7119134019487813534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/7119134019487813534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-it.html' title='love it'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwqgFu7AejI/AAAAAAAAANc/D13ugDlF6UI/s72-c/DSC00406.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-2819744700024457013</id><published>2009-11-22T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T08:49:17.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>have a safe trip =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwkxxElKYYI/AAAAAAAAANU/9iVQCr_Ur4w/s1600/ty_me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406907546747953538" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 172px; height: 113px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwkxxElKYYI/AAAAAAAAANU/9iVQCr_Ur4w/s200/ty_me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ooh, tzeyee's left s'pore today..&lt;br /&gt;have fun ok? man, i'm gonna&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;miss our 'confusion' talk. who&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;gonna be confuse wif me..haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So as usual, had madrasah dis morning &amp;amp; i feel so relieved dat i'm done wif all the tests, especially my solat taubat. wohoo~ let's scream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;well, currently, i'm watching Chronicles Of Narnia. it's nice, seriouslyy. dis afternoon, followed mum &amp;amp; dad to NTUC. mum treat us KFC. hmm~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm nt sure whether there's training tmr but i tink there is. sori uh. suddenly i get no idea wat to post. pls tagg me. I KNOW THERE ARE LOTS OF SILENT READERS. dun make me put some 'special' devices to track u silent readers. haha, ok, i'm talking craps here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wohoo, i love talking back to spammers at hafizah(pizza)'s blog. hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;peace out~ Survivor Series tonight. haha, but it's not shown on the channel. John Cena muz win!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;&amp;amp; oh yah, thx Maisarah for the candies. haha, fuyoo nougats, chocolates &amp;amp; candies frm australia seh. &amp;amp; yah, i see the vid at facebook. wah seh, nice fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U can't see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&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/2977335559236472593-2819744700024457013?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/2819744700024457013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=2819744700024457013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2819744700024457013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/2819744700024457013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/have-safe-trip.html' title='have a safe trip =)'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwkxxElKYYI/AAAAAAAAANU/9iVQCr_Ur4w/s72-c/ty_me.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-4384642356258915336</id><published>2009-11-21T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T23:00:15.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Donation = Stingy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;hey, i say stand up &amp;amp; u say wat's up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok, dat was lame. haha. alright today was tiring day but was fun. hahas, at 9.25am, reached at compasspoint for the CIP thingy. haha, badge day uh. lol, no, i'm not frm the uniform grp(npcc), but i am one of the volunteers. lol, but seriouslyy, i dun regret being one. now, i know the feeling of being the person who has to hold the donation tin asking ppl to donate it. but, now i also now dat most singaporeans are quite stingy. it's just $2 for a badge. is dat so hard. &amp;amp; guess wat? i sold 7/50 badge. lol, coz some ppl just donate less than $2 mah.. but some also donate $2 but they don't want the badge. hahas, yeah, so when i told others dat i sold 7/50 badge, they were shocked but hey, i did get alot of donations okay.. oh yah, we choose dhoby ghaut. yeah, coz i want too. coz i'm very, very familiar wif the place. trust me. shihui was so worried that we might get lost but i keep assuring her dat it's okay. coz that's the most familiar place i've been. haha, yeah. most ppl hu donate were mostly foreigner. &amp;amp; gt dis Caucasian person donate uh, fuyoo, me can melt liao. haha, orite, dat is so not me. hahas. then, me &amp;amp; shihui &amp;amp; joey z. go walk &amp;amp; walk. tiring, u noe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;well, ard 2pm, all of us met uh, as in hafizah's gang(cut short) &amp;amp; 3 of us come together uh. well, gt dis person very irritating, u noe! pizza noe hu's is it. u came late edi dun be noisy uh. haiyah, i really filled like throwing the tin at her face. lol. then, the time to gather back was 3.30pm but we reach at 3.5opm.. oppps. haha, so me &amp;amp; pizza walk to the bus interchange uh. hahas,  just in time, my bus came. hehe. wah. i'm deadbeat. so i wanna sleep uh. almost dozed off, then gt dis person suddenly sit beside me &amp;amp; gave me a shock. great, now i wished dat i wasn't in the bus as u. pls uh, u tink i'm scared of u just bcoz i dun wanna talk? bagi salam dulu uh. org penatlah. then, my reply was 'uh, ok, ooh. hmm."  i'm tired uh. then i was like, "next ur stop uh? good, get off. i want to sleep." yeah, okay fine. i noe i'm harsh. but i dun like talking to ppl when i'm tired or the person just talk to me w/o 'greeting' me.. haha, at least sae 'hello' uh! &amp;amp; oops, i won't shake hand wif u. lols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home, aunt sae she want to treat me to swensens since she sees me so hungry. lol, but, rezeki tk blh ditolak. so i just go uh. but i didn't eat alot seh. lol, everyone was shock, my aunt &amp;amp; my other aunt, uncle &amp;amp; my cousin were shocked dat i didn't eat alot. hahas, i'm tired uh. no mood to eat oso. lol. yikes, i still haven't revise my madrasah's test tmr. solat taubat tmr.. ahh~ wish me lucks. pls. pray for me. sorry, long post ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sori eh. aku tk salam tangan orang yg bkn muhrim. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U can't see me&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/2977335559236472593-4384642356258915336?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/4384642356258915336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=4384642356258915336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4384642356258915336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/4384642356258915336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/donation-stingy.html' title='Donation = Stingy!'/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2977335559236472593.post-1682609293943728046</id><published>2009-11-19T15:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T15:29:20.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye, faizal isa. =(</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405708075487395250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwTu2p7i_bI/AAAAAAAAANM/hPM9d2cfZSg/s200/Uask.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haiyah, wat a dissapointing result last night. faizal isa was eliminated ytd's nite. well, everyone were shocked by the result. coz why? he's nvr been in the bottom 3 before. &amp;amp; gurmit announce dat charles &amp;amp; tabitha were in the bottom 2. then, suddenly, he said to faizal, "ur journey ends here,tonight". like, wth?&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; i thought charles the one hu's supposed to go out!&lt;/span&gt; coz whyy? he's everytime in the bottom 3. then, he's safe. man, i'm not satisfied till i see dat charles get his butt off S.I. haiyah, now i'm hoping on sezairi to be the top 3. lol, serious lorh, i dun tink charles deserve to be in top 4. haha, man, i know there's lots of ppl agree wif me.. rite? lol. aiyah.. i heard frm others dat it could be conspiracy. lol.. i thought it was a joke seh. nvm, faizal.. be the best among the rest! better be popular like taufik &amp;amp; hady. hahas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;WWE Raw&lt;/span&gt; was dissapointing too. why? coz the HEEL ppl won. in wwe, heel is considered as the bad person. face is considered as the good person. so jyeah. haiyah.. the tagged team match, undertaker &amp;amp; john cena won which is good but undertaker tombstone john cena. i tink bcoz there's one part john cena tagged himself in. haiyah.. dissapointed last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; right after S.I, i complaint to lots of ppl abt the result show. well, luckily they're on my side. we go strike uh.. all the judges have&lt;strong&gt; NO TASTE&lt;/strong&gt;! haizz.. but good to see dat the audience respected him coz when he sang(I'm Yours), all the aundience stood up for him.. like power, rite? haha.. and pizza, 17 is not an unlucky no. okayy? hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, maybe bcos i was crazy abt the result show, made me talk crap wif tzeyee.. which made both of us confuse. hahaha.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I still can't accept the fact dat charles is still safe. wtf! might post again later.. maybe uh.. i hate  charles. &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;em&gt;U can't see me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2977335559236472593-1682609293943728046?l=jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/feeds/1682609293943728046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2977335559236472593&amp;postID=1682609293943728046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1682609293943728046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2977335559236472593/posts/default/1682609293943728046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jb-burnin-up.blogspot.com/2009/11/bye-faizal-isa.html' title='bye, faizal isa. =('/><author><name>ruffnur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11212347844121797651</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SCUGSdbPm4I/AAAAAAAAAC0/jsJCr5d6zR4/S220/emo+gal.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PnN3Ah96Hgg/SwTu2p7i_bI/AAAAAAAAANM/hPM9d2cfZSg/s72-c/Uask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
