<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:26:47.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pointé blanc</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>433</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5369494787288881425</id><published>2010-01-05T18:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T18:54:51.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES, I GOTTA GO.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EtA4Ky2lwk&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" fs="1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how else to put this.&lt;br /&gt;It's taking me so long to do this.&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling asleep and I can't see straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscles feel like a melee,&lt;br /&gt;My body's curled in a U-shape.&lt;br /&gt;I put on my best, but I'm still afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Propped up by lies and promises.&lt;br /&gt;Saving my place as life forgets.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's time I saw the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm only here for a while.&lt;br /&gt;And patience is not my style,&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so tired that I got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I supposed to hide now?&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;Did you really think I wouldn't see this through?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I should stick around for you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I can have it all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to go home in one week.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm leaving home in three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;They throw me a bone just to pick me dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm following suit and directions.&lt;br /&gt;I crawl up inside for protection.&lt;br /&gt;I'm told what to do and I don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over-existing in limbo&lt;br /&gt;I'm over the myths and placebos&lt;br /&gt;I don't really mind if I just fade away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to live with my family.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to die in obscurity&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm so tired that I got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where am I supposed to hide now?&lt;br /&gt;What am I supposed to do?&lt;br /&gt;You still don't think I'm gonna see this through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I'm a part of history.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I can have it all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still too tired to care and I got to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;NURWATY YAZID&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5369494787288881425?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5369494787288881425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5369494787288881425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5369494787288881425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5369494787288881425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-dont-know-how-else-to-put-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3754344194128402712</id><published>2009-12-30T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T00:31:32.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jerk&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="pg"&gt;–noun) &lt;/span&gt;- a contemptibly naive, fatuous, foolish, or inconsequential person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after understanding what it means, i thought to myself, i was even worse than a jerk. people may not know what is the matter with us. wait, let me rephrase that, people may not know why is the author of this blog is gonna delete this site and move on to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people may think (or may not) that, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he's only a jerk what. why until wanna delete the blog? so over siak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; this is where i come in. im gonna put away my pride/ego or whatever u guys wanna call it. kental or what not. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DONT CARE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not been a good boyfriend for the past 6 years. the only thing that kept us alive is her ongoing love for me, chance after chance that she had given me, year after year she had been waiting for me to change for the better. and what did i do? i changed. but not for long. after she starts being head over heels for me again, i became the usual self. i chatted with other girls, met other girls, messaging other girls, giving good morning/night messages, giving kisses through the phone which i was suppose to do to her. instead, she will be the one saying, "i love you" at the very end of our conversation. EVERY SINGLE TIME. what did i say? it will be different when time goes on actually. first i would say, "love you too". and after a while, "me too".  and then, "ok". the very worse is when i just hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, after the first paragraph, do i need to explain further how i mistreat her? u guys may get the point but this is 6 years im talking about. if i can do this, i can do a lot WORSE. she will be calling whenever she get the chance to. and if i dont answer the phone, i would just tell her off and say &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"later i call u back lah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. which i dont. and when she wait and wait and cannot wait further, she will call again. i would say, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh jgn call2 boleh tak?! @#%%@"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. see? now tell me, which of u girls can take it what i did to her for 6 SHITTY YEARS I HAD BEEN GIVING HER?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I ALWAYS TOOK HER FOR GRANTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we even took turns getting even with each other until i dont realise that i was the ROOT cause of all these. i cheated on her first. but what did i tell my closest friends/family when she cheated? i blamed her. ALL THE BLAME ON HER that i became like this when actually i was the one who created all THESE. and everytime when she just snapped out of it and dont want me anymore, i'll be that guardian angel trying to win her back. telling her this will be the last time i would do this. which u know, it wont be the last time. so tell me, when this thing happen again after we got engaged. who would have the right mind to give in AGAIN?! i wouldnt if u ask me. still, i do this. dont wanna let her go after she already made up her mind not to be with me. to call of the engagement. and there was i, BEGGING FOR FORGIVENESS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;. i feel like slapping myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is not just another bf/gf relationship that im trying to save. im trying to save the engagement. to whoever who came on that day would know that she felt really happy and she would thought that at last, i changed. but, sadly.. as u know, i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry was not created by force. this is entirely me, Edd that goes by the name of Muhammad Syamil. after writing all these down, i just dont know how to even forgive myself. HOW ON EARTH DID SHE DO THAT? how can she forgive me when i did all these to her? look at how strong she is. IF one day, she really decides not to continue this relationship with me, pls, let her future bf/fiancee/husband read this entry and know that she is that loving, kind, forgiving. EVERYTHING. dont be STUPID like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if there are any grammar errors, i just dont bother to correct it. as long as u understand what im trying to convey in this entry. i may left out some points that led to the break up. feel free to ask me even more. i just wanna let her know now that, i love her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you nurwaty yazid, whatever your decision may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;yours sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;edd&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/20058509-3754344194128402712?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3754344194128402712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3754344194128402712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3754344194128402712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3754344194128402712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/jerk-noun-contemptibly-naive-fatuous.html' title=''/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1863936514118138</id><published>2009-12-30T05:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T05:24:15.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is edd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jerk&lt;/span&gt; lately. i made my baby so sad, she wanna leave. but i cant let that happen can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM SORRY SAYANG&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sape tak sayang bini oiiiiiiii. alright that's all. back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(PS: THE REV DIED! HES MY FUCKING IDOL GODDAMMIT! OMG!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1863936514118138?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1863936514118138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1863936514118138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1863936514118138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1863936514118138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/this-is-edd.html' title=''/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2592720877254712776</id><published>2009-12-28T08:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T09:10:52.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs186.snc3/19337_224269848606_717658606_3064167_827047_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 337px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs186.snc3/19337_224269848606_717658606_3064167_827047_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HELLO EVERYONE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM NOT USING THIS BLOG &lt;u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANYMORE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;yes, you've heard it from me.&lt;/span&gt; BETOL NI WATY CKP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLS STAY TUNED IN YOUR BLOG'S TAGGY FOR MORE DETAILS BEFORE THE TABLES ARE BEING TURNED TO ME, THIS BLOG IS BEING DELETED AND THE PROBLEMS BEING SHOVED UP MY ASS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR THOSE WHO DOESN'T OWN A BLOG BUT STILL WANTS AN UPDATE PASAL KORG KAYPOH, MASOK JE BLOG KAWAN KAU YG ADER LINK AKU AND CHECK TAGGY DORG. SYG KORANG LAH. ISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LOVE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MATILDA DAHLING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;3&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: yeah i go fix hair extentions. prettay or wat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2592720877254712776?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2592720877254712776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2592720877254712776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2592720877254712776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2592720877254712776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/hello-everyone-i-am-not-using-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2468653630777569947</id><published>2009-12-23T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T10:07:27.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taken from yankaykay's tweets:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"How a person eats is an indication of how he/she is in bed. Go figure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the eating tweet. If he takes food for u n makes sure u have food n u've enough, it prob means he's giving n considerate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If he eats noisily or sloppily it might indicate he's likewise in bed too. Nothing to do w swallowing la u guys! Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though if u eat really fast, it could mean u're always in a hurry n just wanna get it over n done w.&lt;br /&gt;So the next time u dine w someone u fancy, take time to observe. It might/might not be accurate :) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA. omg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2468653630777569947?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2468653630777569947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2468653630777569947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2468653630777569947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2468653630777569947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/haha-taken-from-yankaykays-tweets-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-8728942310967205143</id><published>2009-12-22T09:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T10:17:06.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>eh?&lt;br /&gt;EH???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EH??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i got blog ah? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;anyways, tyrantula had a great gig last saturday at cineleisure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THEY WERE AWESOME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;byk glitch jugak lah, like amie tak bergerak, edd nyer hi-hat tak functioning well, ben nyer bass wire i accidentally stepped on beh terputos while concentrating on snapping.&lt;/span&gt; BUT WHO NOTICED? NO ONE, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but manager kecik. (pfft. goodbye post.)&lt;/span&gt; COS THEY WERE AWESOME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;there were alot of support from the pple that stopped by to watch.. awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wads more important is to have the support from the close love ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. im sorry. i have no mood to blog abt that la. i was abit 'disturbed' abt sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;im busy preparing ngah's wedding guestbook n practicing the henna pattern i will be doing on her &lt;em&gt;malam berinai&lt;/em&gt;. yes i volunteered everything, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(no i did not self promote myself, but i was approached by the bride)&lt;/span&gt; cos i was taught n brought up to 'give while you can', n i love her alot cos i've known her before and after she met abg iz n im so happy for them that they're getting married. its always nice to see sumone get together and get married in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine's still a looong way to go. insyAllah. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wud love to upload tyrantula's pictures that i took but im sorry, like i said im abit 'disturbed' about sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masok facebook beh view lah gmbr dorg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sumthing happened last nite. i was in such confused state.&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe if was dreaming or it was really there.&lt;br /&gt;a pontianak was moving back n forth at the foot of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;i actually SAW it move. n i cant move n i scolded her to get out (in my heart lah, i canot talk to it). which she did by heading out the window.&lt;br /&gt;and then i continued sleeping with a heart rate of a sprinter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean cool lah kan there's sumone to watch you sleep. BUT WADAHELL its a pontianak?&lt;br /&gt;i've blog before that i've NEVER saw it inside my house, let alone my room!! it'll always be only a cry or whimper outside the window n the next door neighbor's dog wud howl. ni dlm bilek. tau lah tkder org solat dlm bilek tuh but what she wants? my hair? my fake hair extentions that keep? my eggs? my ovaries? to be my slave? food? shampoo? baby? i got no baby in my tummy! who sent? want to take wad?&lt;br /&gt;wad she waaaannt??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not scared. honestly. throw me in the jungle/cemetery alone for the night i'll survive without peeing myself. the oni thing i'll be afraid of is babi hutan or dogs. if im ever acting scared when u bring me to dark places, its just me being manje/ngada2/girlish. I AM NOT SCARED OF GHOST. IM just, &lt;strong&gt;ANGRY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do not, i repeat, DO NOT LIKE TO BE WATCHED WHILE IM SLEEPING unless u just had sex with me n u think i looked beautiful sleeping on your chest/arm/tummy.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-8728942310967205143?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8728942310967205143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=8728942310967205143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8728942310967205143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8728942310967205143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/eh-eh-eh-i-got-blog-ah-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-8689641991001324069</id><published>2009-12-14T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T11:48:34.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. im old.&lt;br /&gt;wanna hear abt my weekends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;12dec was the date every party-goer i noe gets zouked out.&lt;br /&gt;i was at edd's place getting zonked out.&lt;br /&gt;1st, mum n family left me to fend for myself. even grandma left me alone to join them. how sad. &lt;br /&gt;2nd, the plan was to go to work, let edd rest after coming back from work, me to finish work, meet edd, get changed, &lt;em&gt;go out sumwhere&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;but! turns out i have to stay at his house the whole day watching american pie and playing games. i kinda enjoyed it. told you im old.&lt;br /&gt;and then 3rd, came the call from my grandma that 'she is not going home' becos the rest are 'checking in a hotel at changi for the nite'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept over at edd's house. cos i was to scared to be home alone on menses nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was sunday. i was woken up by edd who wanted to sleep beside me on his bed cos his "..badan saket *muke busok*..". (he was sleeping in his gaming room's couch cos he was watching soccer) i continued lying there with him for a minute until i realise that 'hello?? sesuke hati pe nak bareng2 sesame, sukeeee mak tengok!'&lt;br /&gt;haha. so i got up groggily then edd ask me "u nak gi mane?" and i just went out n continued sleeping outside. i woke up at 10am. dat was like almost 11hr of sleep man!&lt;br /&gt;shiok. not a very good example to show ur future MIL. lol. &lt;br /&gt;so i quickly bangon n mandi lor. and then taktau nak buat ape so i kemas the gaming room. like how i will only kemas my own room n leave the other room in the house messy cos 'i never made that mess'. &lt;br /&gt;and then few hours later edd woke up. &lt;br /&gt;and then he never mandi and continued playing games while i sat there like a stone. his mum left him for a jemputan. but she cooked so at least im saved. we ate for awhile before he continued his games again. and then i accidentally imagined my future with him, being attacked by zombies playing soccer on the rooftop while carrying my baby on my back. thats when i realised i was falling asleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i told him i wanted to "..bareng skejap." and got his permission so i went into his room n slept, only to be woken up a few minutes later cos he was putting his body weight on me.&lt;br /&gt;thats when he sed i actually slept for 2 whole hours. even his mum came back home from jemputan k.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnyer aku teramat burok. da pukul 3 petang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then told me to mandi becos im smelly already. i went to toilet without towel cos i didnt plan to shower again. so he knocked on the toilet door asking me whether i needed a towel anot.. -_- so ok lah mandi laaa. &lt;br /&gt;pls note he himself had not mandi since morny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ready n went to lot 1 where we bought a couple of unneccessary stuff. got home, he played games again while waiting for his sister to bring back the car.. and off we went for tyrantula's jamming session. i was upset cos edd cudnt play Muse drums that well.. tsk. but its ok, he'll improve.. i love ziela's voice n amie's solo. md noh n ben tkyah ckp uh. im glad they agreed to stick with sum powermetal in the end..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after jamming, we ate near mustafa center n went around mustafa center to get my favourite candy that ziela intro-ed me to before edd sent me home. my beddddd... my sweet smelling bloodstained bed. weird how i never stained other pple's bed but mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da. i love my weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-8689641991001324069?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8689641991001324069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=8689641991001324069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8689641991001324069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8689641991001324069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4833563839182277358</id><published>2009-12-12T10:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:08:11.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today. is. saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd sis is using the car today. so edd suggested renting a car for the weekends.&lt;br /&gt;so we called all, AAALLLL the car rental shops in woodlands that are listed in sgcarmart, AND ALL. AAAALLLL sed they have no more cars for rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad is wrong with the woodlands pple man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, last nite i was haunted by the "waaaak.." ghost that nina had posted in her fb before. pulak tuh nina miss called me inthe nite eh kengkawan. pe je...org call balek tk angkat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the ghost, i was menstruating lah kan. abeh heavy kan. but i wasnt using the overnite pad. so i leaked, thru my panties cos i was too scared to go out. ok more like &lt;strong&gt;too lazy&lt;/strong&gt;. then i heard, "waaaaaaaghh." outside my window. thanks eh.&lt;br /&gt;pukul 3 pagi. tidolah ape lagi..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bangun pagi lawa seh katil ader drawing merah2. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today edd is going to bring me to moooooovies, i think. i dunnoe lah how he plan with tasha. &lt;br /&gt;eh tasha eh? avatar?&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*updated*&lt;br /&gt;oh sorry salah info. bukan today lah avatar. next week. wakakaka. wakrak tol.&lt;br /&gt;okeh kite nak ber-rotten at home with edd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4833563839182277358?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4833563839182277358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4833563839182277358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4833563839182277358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4833563839182277358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/today.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7014926793227401559</id><published>2009-12-11T12:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:05:24.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAVE THIS STRONG URGE TO BRUSH MY TEETH RIGHT NOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've actually brushed it for a whole 10mins while showering this morny. i have no idea what is wrong with me. the last time this happen was 5 years back when that stupid perakos kissed me with his tongue stuck like a huge whale in my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck this feeling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413840170953421186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SyHS86RrMYI/AAAAAAAAATU/TSFuON_Rv7k/s320/1_810856596l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7014926793227401559?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7014926793227401559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7014926793227401559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7014926793227401559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7014926793227401559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-have-this-strong-urge-to-brush-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SyHS86RrMYI/AAAAAAAAATU/TSFuON_Rv7k/s72-c/1_810856596l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2095167314080758037</id><published>2009-12-10T09:58:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:55:17.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im so soo tired.&lt;br /&gt;edd asked me to accompany him while he played his assassin's creed II til late last nite.&lt;br /&gt;he told me, "..you teman i k, tapi u boleh tido, nanti i kejot hantar you balek. &lt;em&gt;*insert cute2 face mcm nak kena tapak&lt;/em&gt;*"&lt;br /&gt;he noes im working morny shift today. maybe he's trying to make up for the time we've lost cos he's been on nite shift these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept while he did his thing.&lt;br /&gt;but instead of waking up to be sent home,  i woke up to him asking for food. i think it was 1+am or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;so i got up, amek food, kasi dier makan while watching american pie. i dunnoe which one oredy. the 2nd one i think. old school.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed until i lost my sleepy. then he sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the nicest ride ever. he had our windows opened and we were cruising at 60km/h in the cold wee hours air.&lt;br /&gt;he sed, "you letak your tangan kat luar lah. best."&lt;br /&gt;and i did. best you.&lt;br /&gt;told him to wait til i got up to my house to wave n flying kiss him goodbye n he did.&lt;br /&gt;he called me once he got home but i was too sleepy to pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the fuck am i explaining all these?&lt;br /&gt;cos im reminding you, that i am his special girl.&lt;br /&gt;take me away, you'll take a part of him away. a guy canot live without his parts complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no we did not fite or anything. i just think my menses is coming.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE NO BLOODY CRAMPS BUT MY BLOODY HORMONES ARE ACTING UP. i even feel like vomiting in your face now.&lt;br /&gt;thank you EPO.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2095167314080758037?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2095167314080758037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2095167314080758037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2095167314080758037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2095167314080758037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/im-so-soo-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5749355704167995189</id><published>2009-12-08T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T12:27:29.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh hai.&lt;br /&gt;pls ignore the teachings in the tagboard becos well, just read aziela's blog la.&lt;br /&gt;its the typically predictable things you do dat makes you a 'typical'.&lt;br /&gt;if you say you're different, then be different.&lt;br /&gt;but i noe you cant. cos you're stupid. not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im so bored. i've been shitting non stop from just now. becos i ate canteen food. i have no choice. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, n my friday company dinner and dance left me winning a Sony 4gb mp3 player n portable speakers.&lt;br /&gt;gerek kan. i told you mah every year i win lucky draw.&lt;br /&gt;from $500 Tangs vouchers to Home Telephones to this mp3 player.&lt;br /&gt;my mum won a $100 Taka voucher.&lt;br /&gt;abe org laen binget lah. ckp tahun2 muke i je naek. ckp name dorg tkder pat dalam la, tipu lah hape lah. -.-&lt;br /&gt;ape nak buat, dah Tuhan murahkan rezeki, kite terima syukur alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we are finally planning for a holiday. we're supposed to go batam with tasha na yom, but mcm like tak jadi gitu kan? so edd suggested bali for jan 2010.. im not really looking forward to it until everything is settled. ziela found cheap2 prices... same hotel as the one i found.. but im not sure abt the facilities n location of that hotel....&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tkpe2, akan kite find out more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND MY LAMB OF GOD IS LIKE FINALLY HAVING THE WRATH TOUR IN SINGAPORE LAH KAN!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when was the time i blogged abt their newly released Wrath album?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE TOUR IS FINALLY HERE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;buy buy buy!! headbang2, mosh2, \m/^_^ \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5749355704167995189?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5749355704167995189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5749355704167995189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5749355704167995189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5749355704167995189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-hai.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7179144144370588550</id><published>2009-12-04T09:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T11:18:33.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started when ziela told me fauzi deleted her in fb n i saw a comment my fb fren, nisa, made abt fauzi rassull deleting her from his list of frens cos he cudnt accept what nisa had wrote abt him being in a gay relationship that fauzi himself posted up for pple to comment.&lt;br /&gt;so i told nisa that its very rude to do wad she did, cos i noe wad fauzi vicious fans wud do if they found out that she was the one commenting in fauzi's taggy. ziela tried stopping her but ziela was deleted as well cos fauzi got it wrong and he tot ziela was siding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's wad she did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhxYNMpHmI/AAAAAAAAATE/ypVePxz_uPM/s1600-h/NISA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411199612959137378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 66px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhxYNMpHmI/AAAAAAAAATE/ypVePxz_uPM/s320/NISA.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhxYRIBVMI/AAAAAAAAATM/RI5ludhwdtU/s1600-h/KAMAL.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411199614013494466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhxYRIBVMI/AAAAAAAAATM/RI5ludhwdtU/s320/KAMAL.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sed dat fauzi is actually a very2 nice n polite guy cos i've been on the other side before and all he did was talk nicely to me. mane nak carik org lelaki kene maki hamun, still holding a cool temper to girls mcm gini? then kamal sed sumthing like, "matilda, dier maki2 aku tuh kau panggel sopan santun? polite?" (well he deleted the comment). so i sed the following long comment&lt;strong&gt; below&lt;/strong&gt;. the only word dat came out from fauzi was, 'SIAL'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt even see the whole picture that WE, ARE NOT SIDING FAUZI, BUT WE ARE TRULY DISGUSTED BY HIS WAY OF CORRECTING PPLE WITH &lt;strong&gt;WRONG&lt;/strong&gt; RELIGIOUS VIEWS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;READ THE BELOW. I WANT THE WHOLE WORLD TO NOE WHAT I MEAN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;kamal is mishary darwish. click to enlarge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhsuaeSaMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1MOTb4TGrvU/s1600-h/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411194496921790658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhsuaeSaMI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1MOTb4TGrvU/s320/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrDyDZRDI/AAAAAAAAASc/GFqJfQ3erRw/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411192665005442098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrDyDZRDI/AAAAAAAAASc/GFqJfQ3erRw/s320/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrDig93pI/AAAAAAAAASU/bIjMt1yR8p0/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrEDc5phI/AAAAAAAAASk/X-PO-WANy6U/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411192669675824658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrEDc5phI/AAAAAAAAASk/X-PO-WANy6U/s320/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrrvrGeaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/uXUMXdHfBK8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrEYCNIjI/AAAAAAAAASs/TRnvnhPD5vQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411192675200999986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 117px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhrEYCNIjI/AAAAAAAAASs/TRnvnhPD5vQ/s320/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mantat mak bapak??? how much more ruder can he get!!? sopan eh mulot kau tuh!! islam ajar kau kurang hajar macam gitu?? even my other fb fren yang warak yg work with masjid, tak terima ape kau ckp.&lt;br /&gt;well, since he's the one yg draw the line abt our differences (he madrasah, we &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; -.-"),&lt;br /&gt;here's the difference abt 'budak madrasah' n pple like us, &lt;strong&gt;WE DUN JUST LEARN FROM BOOKS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we see the world that God almighty had created and welcome it with open arms, open eyes and open mind.&lt;br /&gt;see the wrong, do the wrong, &lt;strong&gt;LEARN FROM THE WRONG. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT ASSUME THAT WE DO NOT KNOW ISLAM'S HUKUM HAKIM,RUKUN2,DOSA2 DAT KAU NAK KENE LIST DOWN FACTS2 MACAM GITU. AKU JIJIK DGN ORG MCM GITU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bile kaum hawa sedang berdebate, kaum adam tak patot masok campor.&lt;br /&gt;we've respected nisa's views, and i believe she respected our views too,&lt;br /&gt;CUME KAU TUH JE ADDING SALT TO THE WOUND.&lt;br /&gt;PANDANGAN KAU KOLOT, KUNO DAN TETAP KAMPONGAN WALAUPON KAU CAKAP SEBALIKNYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ORG MAKI KAU, KAU MENGUCAP JE LAH ''ASTAGHFIRULLAHAL'AZIM..'',&lt;br /&gt;da try nasehat sekali tak jalan? kau lah pulak yang angkat kaki jalan dan sedekahkan doa supaye org tuh balek ke jalan yg benar!&lt;br /&gt;HABES CERITA! KURANG DOSA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7179144144370588550?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7179144144370588550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7179144144370588550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7179144144370588550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7179144144370588550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-all-started-when-ziela-told-me-fauzi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxhxYNMpHmI/AAAAAAAAATE/ypVePxz_uPM/s72-c/NISA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3034334728924694499</id><published>2009-12-01T18:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:15:12.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sumone is, erm, honestly taking it too hard lah hor abt my previous post. tsk2.&lt;br /&gt;if hubab lol-ed at it n tell me to shut up cos im such a tight-ass, then ok lah i white flag, but hubab didnt laugh at it. in fact nobody did (but u). hubab even kenakan that guy/girl balek for his/her unnecessary sex education after my comment.&lt;br /&gt;so, waaaaad only....... dunnoe story..&lt;br /&gt;but i'll award u for seeing the joke out of that guy/girl's morbid (worse than death) seriousness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get over it, its yesterday's LOLthing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i spent my whole day reading 'It Made My Day', that now i have nothing else to read. and i realised that half of the story from IMMD is the other party of FML.&lt;br /&gt;like in IMMD, one saw someone kena pull over and got a ticket n it made his day, the other was in FML, being the one kena pulled over n he fucked his life. heh, dis discovery made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and edd made my day today for meeting me for my advanced dinnerbreak n helping me buy the XXL mushroom swiss from BK dat i saw qiddie update abt in her fb status. like instant cravings satisfied. i is super happy girl. oh ziela was there too she bought her lil bro a hp. so good the sister. i wish i was like dat so i can buy my lil bro a hp but i scared he lose it so i bought him a wallet instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u mite think im so boring. wad you all dunnoe is dat, for his 11th bday, my mummy bought him this scrambler-looking bicycle. my dad got it all pimp-ed with custom stickers complete with his name so its as real as a ktm bike at my uncle's shop. my sisters n cousins bought him the latest remote controlled cars yada2. they brought him to the beach n all to let him have his fun.&lt;br /&gt;but this little guy, has a torn, 3 years old, smelly (yes i saw how poor thing it was n smelled it), small, dirty wallet that he brings to school everyday.&lt;br /&gt;and no one noticed but me. so when i bought him the new billabong wallet, the look on his face is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its edd's first day of night shift today. im beginning to imagine wad its like to live in one house n not get to see each other face every night. so sad.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE'RE NOT LIVING TOGEDER YET SO WAD FOR IMAGINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dinner n dance is 3 days away and i stil havent got my shoe.&lt;br /&gt;k bye i like his face in this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 324px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1291597852204_1297987152_845270_229179_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3034334728924694499?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3034334728924694499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3034334728924694499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3034334728924694499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3034334728924694499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/12/sumone-is-erm-honestly-taking-it-too.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5915026581414109889</id><published>2009-11-30T17:27:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T18:46:58.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have an irritating encounter on fb today.&lt;br /&gt;my post shall be the similar to xiaxue. got cut n paste from FB.&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxOSLUKgv7I/AAAAAAAAASM/F9bnc8lP6ns/s1600/gaga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5409828300491112370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxOSLUKgv7I/AAAAAAAAASM/F9bnc8lP6ns/s320/gaga.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi hubab, if you're reading this, i wud like to noe who that person is.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i dun understand why he/she (yeah i didnt even bother clicking on his/her name to see the gender) can even go to the extent of preaching me abt sex. it was all meant as a joke wad. its how hubab n i always communicate with each other. we are vulgar n dirty abt the simplest things we find.&lt;br /&gt;why must he/she join in n spoil the fucking joke. he/she is 'worse than death'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*seriously, what in the world is worse than death lah kan??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, thanx sab for the confessions-thingy webby. lol.&lt;br /&gt;pple ask me to create a private blog so i can blog quietly, but i dun see the point of talking to myself. it DOESNT change anything. even my written book diary i let edd read it. its gone cos now i have the blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;so sab gave me this web she searched for me in google, where you can post your confessions in anonymity. and pple can comment to your filthy little secrets.&lt;br /&gt;have fun searching for mine. -.-&lt;br /&gt;here: &lt;a href="http://www.secret-confessions.com"&gt;&lt;B&gt;&lt;u&gt;CLICK&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny, i had alot to blog abt just now then now gone.&lt;br /&gt;OHH! WADAFARK.&lt;br /&gt;how can i forget?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i got edd n his sis n mum lost in kota tinggi.&lt;br /&gt;i WAS giving the right directions wad. we have to go towards kota tinggi/kl, then see the ayer hitam sign, instead we went strate to kota tinggi. must have missed out a turn for ayer hitam kan. but in malaysia road, kau puseng2 teros2 je, nanti masok road same balek. lucky they got alot of contacts to teach them where to turn. although i still think u-turning back in every lost case is the best option. but alhamdulillah, we managed to reach ayer hitam before dark, n i managed to recognise the place eventho we went in from a different hiway exit, sooo ngah got her wedding stuffs for less than sgd100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had a massive jam in the jb side of tuas checkpoint. reached sg at 8.40pm, ngah drove home and then edd sped off for expo. we reached there IN JUST 15MINS. he drive like madcow. fun lah tailgate pple to give way. =X&lt;br /&gt;it was sitex's last day, and their last min deals are awesome, but we didnt have that much cash cos i used up my $$$ for my dinner n dance sparkly dress.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll look as sparkly as vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus wad he wanted wasnt exactly wad he wanted. he's a fussy big baby. if we were to break off, i wud sit back n watch how the other girl will try to pacify him.&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe not. she wud be dead right after exposing her nipples.&lt;br /&gt;but wadever. i love running here and there with my man. its sumthing i like to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he drove me to mustafa centre. but he stil dowan the one we found there cos he thinks 299bux is not worth it. he mite as well just say that from the start kan? no need go far2. -.- found cheap one still dowan. n then he decided to buy hair color but then dowan also. in the end we didnt buy anything, and headed to teh tarik at my place to get his fix of beef fried rice, n my black pepper chicken, ta pao-ed, and headed to tasha's place where i bumped into her lil sis at the lift.&lt;br /&gt;sharitta was my guardian angel la kan, dah lah aku taktau nk belok mane, bleh terjumpe dier plak. then tasha passed me the dvd edd wanted to borrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so our plan was to watch the dvds in his car, over our ta pao-ed meals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT THE DVD PLAYER IN HIS CAR DECIDED THAT, YESTERDAY NIGHT WAS ITS LAST NIGHT ON EARTH TO FUNCTION FULLY AS A &lt;u&gt;DVD PLAYER.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. it died-ed. it didnt want to turn on at all! and then we merajok with it so we turn off our engines, opened our windows n enjoy the view n food, before being attacked by moths that was attracted to the car's interior lights. ok lets just say edd was attacked. he hates flying things n i wasnt really bothered by moths.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, we switched on the engines n closed the windows. AND THEN IT MIRACULOUSLY TURN ON. but it refuses to eject the haunted Muse cd that was inside, so it kept on playing muse. i believe it got possesed.&lt;br /&gt;but we finished our meal afterall. so it wasnt a bad date. idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. oh yah. pls watch Ninja Assasin. SUPER HOT RAIN. PLS SHOWER ON ME. &lt;br /&gt;he made me watched beheaded scenes again becos i was so blinded with the hotness. &lt;br /&gt;yes tasha HE. IS. MINE.&lt;br /&gt;bugger off u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5915026581414109889?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5915026581414109889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5915026581414109889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5915026581414109889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5915026581414109889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-have-irritating-encounter-on-fb-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SxOSLUKgv7I/AAAAAAAAASM/F9bnc8lP6ns/s72-c/gaga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1477089711736910334</id><published>2009-11-26T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T18:42:54.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sucha good girl now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm updating this blog everyday ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd brought me out to sungei buloh wetland reserve yesterday after fetching me from work to test out his new canon 1000d.&lt;br /&gt;let me post sum pictures that he took:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1293498499719_1297987152_850626_4904293_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1293496819677_1297987152_850588_7811770_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice right.. i love the 1st pic. &lt;br /&gt;im still learning from him how to take steady shots. &lt;br /&gt;its like the blind leading the bilnd. he shud take up sum classes so im at least getting knowledge from sumone certified.. eh? action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i cant help but to agree on ziela's 23rd nov blog. if i got the right person, i am soooooo liking it.&lt;br /&gt;you have such a nice array of words for her, if i were to post it up, my post wud be filled with vulgars. it makes it easier for humans like her to understand. oh wait. she has your level of language. you two are wad 'perfect war' requires. im soooo out of her league. i am, afterall, just normal to her. *flicks armpit hair*&lt;br /&gt;i miss you, darling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but enuff abt that. she's like non-existent in my life. for i've been mourning the lost of my own victim.. where art thou..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH SHILAH. TELL KIMHOCK CONGRATS LOR FOR HIS NEW JOB. i dunnoe why i dowan to reply your sms but tell you here. i clever mah. pls finish you A levels fast. i is longing for the beach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i is craving for thaksin beef noodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps; OH PASSERBY YG BAEK. sesungguhnyer i teramat touched that you love my eyebrow. heh. thank you. aziela kau tunggu, kau punyer eyebrow aku jugak yg akan mencabul kesuciannyer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1477089711736910334?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1477089711736910334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1477089711736910334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1477089711736910334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1477089711736910334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/im-sucha-good-girl-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-8858368132825806304</id><published>2009-11-25T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T11:17:23.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i changed my shift today cos edd told me to, cos he's not working for today n tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;and then today he got jamming 'audition' with his 'new' band and they play punkrock/indie. in short, MUSE.&lt;br /&gt;its the fucking fever lah. i slept with muse, i woke up with muse. heck im even humming muse rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but on a sad note, edd bought only ONE tix for muse concert. he sed, "i beli my one dulu ok?" cos he only had enuff cash for one.&lt;br /&gt;guys. ego.&lt;br /&gt;*sings the ego song i heard in radio i dunoe who sing, i think beyonce*&lt;br /&gt;I DUN MIND, COS I AM CAPABLE OF GETTING MY OWN TOO. &lt;em&gt;'cept dat i need his mastercard to book it for me. &lt;/em&gt;but i understand lah hor. if im in dat situation i wud buy only my one too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. i've been having weird dreams lately. like, i've been mixing the movies i've watched with everyday life. take 2012. pple have to buy the overpriced boarding passes to get on the 'endoftheworldproof' ships. in my dream, i didnt have to buy it. all i have to do is to sleep with the dealer who sells those tix. =_='&lt;br /&gt;wad worst, they were NIGERIANS. nigerian scam much?&lt;br /&gt;ok so, i remembered it vividly down to the sex scene. see, nigerian men are, lets be abit racist here shall we, NEGROS. black. and black man shud have huge horsy penis.&lt;br /&gt;am i rite?&lt;br /&gt;now in my dream, this guy im sleeping with, got kontot short2 dick. but its thick. and i can feel him kiss me. omg, i feel raped. and the room, the bed, the door, its all like the one in paranormal activity. in fact the sex scene i saw in my dream, is in NIGHT MODE. green. &lt;br /&gt;u noe wad im all grossed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER SLEEPING WITH HIM I GOT MY BOARDING PASS LAH!&lt;br /&gt;stupid. if its happening in real life, i'd rather die in kiamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gots mores pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 387px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1289905969908_1297987152_839760_5281104_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1289906049910_1297987152_839762_7826601_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1291631173037_1297987152_845369_2342669_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1291597172187_1297987152_845253_843212_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs021.snc3/10831_1291596452169_1297987152_845235_4835892_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 389px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs021.snc3/10831_1291595972157_1297987152_845223_4633313_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 271px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1291598172212_1297987152_845278_1590638_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs001.snc3/10831_1291630573022_1297987152_845355_5681604_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the camera. tasha ckp nanti dier tunang, dier nak kiter amekkan gambar.&lt;br /&gt;EH? TASHA TUNANG? IYER KE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. cant wait for the long weekend. poor edd gotta work. im gonna do my shopping for my D&amp;D~~&lt;br /&gt;and and and i cant wait to go double dating with &lt;strong&gt;shilah n kim hock&lt;/strong&gt;, or we cud even triple it with &lt;strong&gt;tasha n yom&lt;/strong&gt;, and then add &lt;strong&gt;aziela n ben&lt;/strong&gt;, wahhh. &lt;br /&gt;i hope we're all free for that one particular day lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye, cant wait to go home, change n then go meet edd. dunnoe where to go also. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-8858368132825806304?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8858368132825806304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=8858368132825806304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8858368132825806304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8858368132825806304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-changed-my-shift-today-cos-edd-told.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7274510775527727499</id><published>2009-11-24T14:20:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T15:27:09.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok im blogging.&lt;br /&gt;SORRY LAH YOU ALL.&lt;br /&gt;blame the owner who put me out of my blogging mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great nap, told edd to wake me up at 1pm. its succchhha nice day today. the weather is sooooo windy n cloudy n cooling. i wish singapore will have this weather forever n ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, that nizam guy is still bugging me. yesterday as i came to work, i saw him parking his bike. so i took my time walking towards the gate cos i wanted him to proceed first so he wudnt bug me. BUT JUST MY LUCK, he saw me, and he waited for me to reach the gate.&lt;br /&gt;as i came nearer, i new i had to busy my hands doing sumthing so i cud avoid bersalam with him. so i tied my hair the complicated way possible. and yes, you've guess it, he waited for me to finish tying my damn hair. and then he reached out for my hand, AND KISSED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i screamed and said, "OI! dun do dat!!!"&lt;br /&gt;he ignored, and kept talking abt how pretty i was, and kept asking me of my cooking skills. i gave him monotnous answers. he's the most persistent guy i've ever met other than edd. T_T&lt;br /&gt;i feel dirty ok. if i still wanted to play around with someone else's husband then maybe i mite have enjoyed it like sum girls wud, but hello. see my ring?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck him. so i complain to edd. who then waited for me outside my workplace afterwork, AND BINGO, nizam was there too. he saw me, i hid behind anita, and he waited for me to come closer to the gate by his bike so he cud maybe harrass me with his 'charms' again. but since i was ignoring him so badly, he just watched me walking. so i kept looking around acting as if i was calling out for sumone n thats when he saw edd, and he sped off with his bike. he even took a peek n turned his head at us! idiot. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope today i dun get to see him. it will ruin my beautiful mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got lotsa pictures. edd drove me n aziela n tasha n yom around singapore n jb and sum say batam.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the places we've been longing to go. he even bought THAT DSLR camera he wanted.&lt;br /&gt;so i now have my own fetographer.&lt;br /&gt;means i have alot of pictures OF MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;not just pictures, BUT SUPERB QUALITY SHOTS OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;but lets just post sum here, and only those who are my frens in FB only can see2 look2.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh sorry. the lazy bug bit me. i think later2 than i upload.&lt;br /&gt;this will do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 429px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs021.snc3/10831_1291595052134_1297987152_845200_4566245_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7274510775527727499?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7274510775527727499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7274510775527727499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7274510775527727499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7274510775527727499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-im-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3927978124677801812</id><published>2009-11-12T13:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T13:51:11.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM SO HAPPY THAT DUANE IS OUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you seen the clips of him doing that hip thrusting moves. i got goosebumps in an instance.&lt;br /&gt;padan muka kena nyanyi lady gaga. no one can carry lady gaga lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;whoever likes him shud die in your pageant sash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i dreamt abt sezairi. oh the love. it was like taufik batisah all over again. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to note sumthing. i just realised after i cooled myself down.&lt;br /&gt;i dun need a FIRESTONE (batu api) for a fren.&lt;br /&gt;if you noticed, u sparked it. he's tender like dat.&lt;br /&gt;and of cos being me, i noe more wad i shud do cos i noe my faults.&lt;br /&gt;i've learned to be wad he has taught n wanted me to be.&lt;br /&gt;but cos of you, i need to open up my zip, and piss on your burning soul.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for leaving your burnt carcass behind for me to clean up. i'll clean it up.&lt;br /&gt;you shud just stay being your spare tyre (firestone IS a tyre brand anyways) self.&lt;br /&gt;you will never be like me. you lacked faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go away now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you tasha n ziela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3927978124677801812?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3927978124677801812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3927978124677801812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3927978124677801812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3927978124677801812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-happy-that-duane-is-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-389901027586669545</id><published>2009-11-10T15:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T16:10:09.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i want to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mood was so horrible, dat i even have thoughts of deleting my blog cos i dowan to let u all read so dat you all will be &lt;em&gt;waty-deprived&lt;/em&gt; and go home n curl in your bed n cry. HA HA HA. kelakar pe waty delete blog? sheessshhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;hey at least if i delete my blog, other pple will blog abt missing me ok.. rather than forgetting me. like sum pple, delete blog then when pple forget abt her, she go around at pple's blog, tag pple's tagboard promising a &lt;strong&gt;'big comeback'&lt;/strong&gt;, but&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; habok&lt;/span&gt; pon takda. *winks2*&lt;br /&gt;bak kate org, manusia mati tinggalkan name.. blog kau mati gi la tinggalkan tagboard, jadi org maseh boleh mengutok kau, bahalol.&lt;br /&gt;da start lah tuh kan merepek..&lt;br /&gt;but serious, takmu announce2 kat org kalau tak buat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see, i like seeing/making things in a nicer way.&lt;br /&gt;if pple throw shit at your face, you dun just stand there and cry with open mouth, wailing out loud and let the shit slide down ur throat, instead you shud pick it up, n no, dun just throw it back at them, dats not enuff, you shud pick the shit up, and shove it in their asses back lah rite?&lt;br /&gt;you shud try it! i always do dat! it'll affect them for weeks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways. i swallowed a huge capsule of Evening Primrose Oil yesterday nite after many nice kind souls told me it'll help with my PMS. it felt like i swallowed a whole cockcroach. its big lor.&lt;br /&gt;like half of my thumb. and i dunnoe how can i sum up the courage to swallow it everyday. but at least tk pahit. im afraid to swallow obat cos they pahit. n this tak pahit, infact it tasted abit sweet. so nothing to be afraid of rite..? rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;i had a great weekend, and i am looking forward for the next! i got an early weekend cos thursday n friday i was on leave.&lt;br /&gt;last thursday was jb with the girls. fishhead curry n mani n pedi for meee..&lt;br /&gt;i was very masai so i dowan to upload pictures. tasha blogged abt it so pls proceed to hers for more details. lol. MALAS LAH NAK BLOG KALAU ORG DA BLOG. lol.&lt;br /&gt;edd got his license back on friday and the first thing he did with the car was to fetch me n my sisters from our house to his house for ngaji. NGAJI HOKAY.&lt;br /&gt;the last was like 10yrs ago. ask me abt anything and i can answer correctly but if you campak a muqaddam ask me to read, i like blind. becos why becos i stopped halfway. im a dropout.&lt;br /&gt;so i told her i wanted to start from the scrap. i want to do it with my sisters.. poor lydia.. no basic at all. bapak aku lah! so NO I AM NOT GOING TO MAKE IT STAY DAT WAY FOREVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN EDD ALSO NGAJI. i love him. like make me fall in love again like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after ngaji he send us home. and i forget next day wad happen. oh!! next day is saturday, i got to do a stock count in our tuas warehouse. fucking huge warehouse at the hujung2 tanjong of tuas. my helper was these regular chinamen. we were paired by my supervisor and they were like betting who will get to partner me. and then one of them was my partner lah last time, when he didnt get me, he told my fren, who was his partner dat day, "haiyah, why i never partner her." in the most china-ish accent.&lt;br /&gt;wth.&lt;br /&gt;so anyways my chinaman partner is cute. SERIOUS LAH. he looks korean. hahah. so i got all dirty n sticky with him counting the oil drums n pails n totetanks. i finished earlier than expected so edd cudnt fetch us cos it wasnt 3pm yet. maklumlah weekend car. so i n my fren annie, called a cab. and she die2 dowan me to pay cos she want to claim company. got to edd's house. while he busy attending to customers, GUA MANDI RABAK GILER!! shiok.&lt;br /&gt;i can see the bubble foam become greyish..&lt;br /&gt;the warehouse was such a huge dust trap lah. seb baek edd tak fetch and strate go out jalan2.&lt;br /&gt;and then ngah n su n mama got home and they were packing the bunge telor. hahaha i never see before pple give dat kind bunge telor ok. then we go out and we didnt have any plans. so we fetch ziela. tasha supposed to join but tk jadi. then round here n there then go eat at tamp century sq then tamp One where he bought me uniqlo reversible fleece cardigan, then go marina barrage where edd's super duper camera batt died, then to seah im thaksin beef noodles.. then fetch ben n leena at bukit gombak then send her home in ang mo kio, then go mustafa shop2 then send sleepy ziela then he sent me off to my doorstep.. =D i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the pics for that day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279703994865_1297987152_812717_6906512_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279704034866_1297987152_812718_1680751_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279703874862_1297987152_812714_2126016_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279703834861_1297987152_812713_7975259_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279705514903_1297987152_812755_6766296_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279705154894_1297987152_812746_5910269_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279705314898_1297987152_812750_2730065_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279705074892_1297987152_812744_1417505_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279704434876_1297987152_812728_552432_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279704394875_1297987152_812727_4214309_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279704314873_1297987152_812725_2286790_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279704354874_1297987152_812726_6596502_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs049.snc3/13668_1279704274872_1297987152_812724_4122918_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279704154869_1297987152_812721_1659046_n.jpghttp://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279704154869_1297987152_812721_1659046_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs069.snc3/13668_1279704114868_1297987152_812720_1693253_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next day no plan also. so my mum goreng ayam and packed for us to bring for the bowling session but edd forget to/never eat the ayam. -.- yes edd tagged along for the bowling session at yishun safra. got picture havent upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after dat the whole family watched movies. it was the 'Merantau Warrior'. movies was on my mummy. we enjoyed it but,&lt;br /&gt;IT SUCKED BIGTIME.&lt;br /&gt;other than the cute warrior himself, ALONE, fighting the rains of villians that came from nowhere, I HATE THAT THE HERO HAVE TO DIE IN THE END WITHOUT GETTING TO FUCK THE FUCKING DAMSEL IN DISTRESS. YES, THE GIRL IS SO STUPID AND BECOS OF HER THE HERO DIED!!! THERE.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU FOR READING MY BLOG AND THAT HUMONGOUS SPOILER.&lt;br /&gt;i hate the movie directors!! the fighting skills they have are sooooo exotic yet canot make nice2. its silat for god's sake.. ong bak n tom yum goong (or goon?) is better.&lt;br /&gt;INDONESIAN STORYLINE SUX!!!! AARGGHHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k then it was monday.&lt;br /&gt;and i had my menses. its never good to wake up with bloody shorts. and then i curse everyone, first it was done silently, then i decided to blog n curse everyone.. how i noe.. its my hormones. tot i had the worse monday in my life but then edd told me to buy coupons for him and travel from wdls to expo, which i did.. then he fetch me at the expo mrt n he drove me around singapore. from circuit link, to changi village (initial place to eat, da sampai tutop cos they cleaning.. knn), to unagi bento at admiralty, to home. =D&lt;br /&gt;syg my fiance..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then today he mc cos he want to entertain his huge black wife go shopping for accesories at paya ubi industrial park. servicing lah hape lah.&lt;br /&gt;izzokeh. im riding her too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shud pms more often rite. see how long this post is?&lt;br /&gt;i cud blog more but,&lt;br /&gt;HELL, I WANT TO BLOG MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;so ngah collected her wedding cards yesterday oredy.. and then today we gabra2 want to buy envelopes in bulks. she called evergreen, i called envelope hub. and then the lady who asnwered was so nice. ngah n i were comparing prices, challenging lah konon nak delivery sume, then this lady sed she can send us today PERSONALLY.&lt;br /&gt;her name is jacie. jacie lives in yishun and told me she cud send the envelopes, which usually for delivery is 3days, tonight for us!&lt;br /&gt;AM I GOOD AT TALKING OR WAD.&lt;br /&gt;i tell sad story lah.. told her, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"my sister getting married next week.. we have to send the wedding cards by tomoro... if not, nobody come how.... can i collect?? but u close at 5 rite?? I WORKING!! OMG!!? pllssss possible can send by today?? u try slot in for just 1000pcs in today's delivery?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;=((" and then she sed, "ok lah... I CAN SEND&lt;strong&gt; PERSONALLY&lt;/strong&gt;. so u confirm buying hah? i send for u hor... sms me ur add.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious, i make dat face. my colleague also laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k da boring nak blog. cant wait for work to end.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-389901027586669545?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/389901027586669545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=389901027586669545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/389901027586669545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/389901027586669545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/ok-i-want-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1965122928255962701</id><published>2009-11-09T14:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:19:22.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I AM IN A BLOODY MOOD TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;IT'S THE BLOODIEST MONDAY I'VE EVER GOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I STILL FEEL AWFUL EVENTHO MY FIANCE N EVERYONE ELSE TREATED ME NICELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I LOVE YOU ALL, REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;BUT I AM IN AN EXTREMELY PAIN SITUATION RIGHT NOW. AND I REALLY HOPE YOU NICE PEOPLE WILL FEEL THIS SERIOUS PAIN TOO, ONE DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM SORRY. I DIDNT MEAN TO CURSE YOU ALL, BUT ITS MY HORMONES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye. later ok oredy i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no, chocolates didnt help. thanks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1965122928255962701?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1965122928255962701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1965122928255962701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1965122928255962701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1965122928255962701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-in-bloody-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4306121863586908117</id><published>2009-10-30T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T15:52:35.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAARROOO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. i got a few stories to complain n share abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st, blogger sux. but i still love it anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd, I CANT FUCKING WAIT FOR MY NEXT THURSDAY BECOS THE GIRLS, i, ziela, n tasha, will be going JB to PAMPER OUR BUTTS. edd is working lor so means like all girls like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd, I ALSO CANT WAIT FOR THE NEXT FRIDAY becos edd my darling, will be having his tp.. pls pass ur TP u bitemyarmtillblueblackguy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th, i hate nizam. how can he do dat to me? he was almost holding my hand!!&lt;br /&gt;its gross to gesel2 tangan dgn org kau tak suke ok?? i hope i can bring edd to this year's Dinner &amp;amp; Dance again so they'll meet again. depan edd very obedient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th, TALKING ABT DINNER &amp;amp; DANCE,&lt;br /&gt;YAY!! WE'LL BE HAVING IT AGAIN ON 4TH DEC AT TRADERS HOTEL~!! the theme this time will be, 'Black, White n all that Glitters!' shiok bleh dress up tol2.. omg..*flips imaginary hair extensions*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398297611264707170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 338px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SuqbE3dFymI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FDEcb-_0v34/s320/poster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4306121863586908117?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4306121863586908117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4306121863586908117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4306121863586908117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4306121863586908117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/haarrooo-k.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SuqbE3dFymI/AAAAAAAAAR8/FDEcb-_0v34/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5078100959267489821</id><published>2009-10-28T13:29:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T18:52:20.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok pictures pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i slept over at his house on, gee i forgot. &lt;em&gt;i hate to remember the days i hate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wadever, i slept over at his house and then the next day he brought me out for dinner and we walked around vivo. the 'xbox 360 gaming showdown' was on, and he intended to participate, but there were too many pple so we ended up just watching them play and tried out the latest games. a cute chinese girl in skimpy outfit was giving out flyers and posters. usually edd wud be the 1st to grab cos he'll say the girl is hot. but this time, he didnt. COS WHY? cos he too malu laaaaah!! she was so sexay ok. if i were a guy, i'll fuck her n slap her thighs red. and then he told he wanted the poster she was giving out, but malu to take. so i signal to the girl that my feeyonseh wants it, and she cheekily pass it to him, and he shy2 took it. LIKE SMALL CHILDREN!! so cute. weird rite i say they both cute? but i like long haired pretty chinese girls, so yah i dun mind threesome with them. =X&lt;br /&gt;the poster was Call of Duty peh poster sumore.. NASEB BAEK AKU SUROH AMEK JUGAK!&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I LOVE &lt;strong&gt;THE LEFT 4 DEAD 2&lt;/strong&gt;. pls pls pls november come faster n release the game..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269431698064_1297987152_780235_5140501_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 260px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269431658063_1297987152_780234_3795170_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269431818067_1297987152_780236_3909492_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was at barcelos the SALTY chicken restaurant. fuck their sauces.&lt;br /&gt;but edd n i finished it anyways. we knew it was salty but the cravings for chicken was overwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 356px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269431978071_1297987152_780240_1839425_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 316px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269432058073_1297987152_780242_1199280_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;cute rite my baby take picture like dat? like if got other guys saw him posing for it they need to slap n spit at him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 325px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs003.snc3/11040_1269431938070_1297987152_780239_2805531_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs003.snc3/11040_1269432218077_1297987152_780246_7561371_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs003.snc3/11040_1269432258078_1297987152_780247_7466868_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269432098074_1297987152_780243_1163194_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269432338080_1297987152_780249_3693736_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs003.snc3/11040_1269432378081_1297987152_780250_1187677_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then while eating, the DRUMMERBOYS patrolled around and marched behind edd! so i caught a glimpse of them on the super duper camera. sadly, it was blurred cos it'll only work in the hands of edd. BUT THEN ONE OF THE DRUMMERBOY WERE LOOKING AT ME AND HE GAVE A BIIIGGG SMILEEE... &lt;em&gt;*melts*&lt;/em&gt; drummerboys never fail to meltssss meee.. see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 357px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269432298079_1297987152_780248_656410_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner we hang around at the habour. chatting meaningless stuffs. snapping away dumb photos, became a wannabe photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs003.snc3/11040_1269432978096_1297987152_780264_3465818_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 322px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs023.snc3/11040_1269432898094_1297987152_780262_8183383_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i've come to realise, that i shudnt have doubted edd's love for me. look at the things he did for me. the gifts, the surprise movies, the manje2, the marah2 when i did stupid stuffs, the cheeky2 smile, the smell2 my ketiak, EH! &lt;br /&gt;and if he did any mistakes, he'll realise it himself. he's a guy. guys are accident-prone, they do stupid stuffs despite knowing the outcome.. &lt;br /&gt;like a stupid smelly skaterboy would try doing an ollie or wadever other harder tricks, eventho he knows he'll fall and hurt himself bad on his butt, he did it anyways. and then when he gets hurt n laughed at, he'll get up n try making other better tricks that pple will applause to instead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my edd, he did make up to me, i was too damn ignorant to realise until i posted this post... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;im so bad. ='(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and i questioned myself today after questioning him about 'wad more does he want from me', 'wad more do i want from him??'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing more. this is just right. he is not just a boyfren anymore. i shud wake up. i shud appreciate wad he has given me all these years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;he's my reveredd, im his mary-jane. its that way then, now and forever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 262px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs003.snc3/11040_1269432698089_1297987152_780258_6517401_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;i told you my hormones are acting up. i hate female hormones. just look at this fucking mushy post. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5078100959267489821?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5078100959267489821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5078100959267489821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5078100959267489821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5078100959267489821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/ok-ok-pictures-pictures.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2480450886064271958</id><published>2009-10-27T09:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T10:06:04.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i can blog.&lt;br /&gt;becos the feeyonseh uploaded the photos oredy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am super duper busy at work and after work.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no. i am not a stuck up bitch.&lt;br /&gt;i make frens easily, i share my stuffs, i smile at pple i like and pple do nice stuffs to me. im not sumone they 'look up' too n i dowan to be one. i am sumone they call and find when they need sumone the most.&lt;br /&gt;i am emotional, tho. u all scold me u think i dun feel anything?&lt;br /&gt;i get hurt ok.. ='0&lt;br /&gt;i just &lt;strong&gt;hate&lt;/strong&gt; to show cos i dun like being weak. im not saying im weak, but im just tired of being sad. parents scold me i scold back. im not being rude, but i hate to feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;im not like other girls. pple scold cry, pple hatetag close blog, close tagboard. bf scold, blog abt it with extra hateful words. frens talk behind ur back, post one long emotional meaningless dictionary-word-refered story.&lt;br /&gt;i dun. i've grown out of it. i stand for my rights, n blog abt my opnions, how i view things my way, n loads of happy stuffs that you all can &lt;em&gt;tumpang gembire&lt;/em&gt; with.  -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHY AM I SO EMO?&lt;br /&gt;becos my fucking mean &lt;em&gt;bloodehh&lt;/em&gt; messy disgusting menses, is coming. so you, &lt;strong&gt;yes you&lt;/strong&gt;, have to deal with it,&lt;br /&gt;i've been decorating you with flowers n glitters and stars, cos u have such a bad heart that stinks n is black n ugly..&lt;br /&gt;so dun make it worse. u'r lucky im engaged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine tonite. i'll blog with pictures at edd's~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2480450886064271958?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2480450886064271958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2480450886064271958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2480450886064271958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2480450886064271958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/today-i-can-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1673694528256093522</id><published>2009-10-24T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T02:00:41.717+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;even IF i go to u, someone. i will just lay u WITH my mates. and THAT, will bring misery to YOU. NOT, us. cos, everyone just know me too well when im with someone else, i'll just 'serve' and 'fuck off'. get it? HA HA HA.'' -edd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;need i say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1673694528256093522?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1673694528256093522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1673694528256093522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1673694528256093522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1673694528256093522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/even-if-i-go-to-u-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-188942211244180041</id><published>2009-10-23T12:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T13:31:10.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;Paranoia is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;The PR transmissions will resume,&lt;br /&gt;They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down,&lt;br /&gt;And hope that we will never see the truth around&lt;br /&gt;(So come on)&lt;br /&gt;Another promise, another scene,&lt;br /&gt;Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed,&lt;br /&gt;And all the green belts wrapped around our minds,&lt;br /&gt;And endless red tape to keep the truth confined&lt;br /&gt;(So come on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us,&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us,&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us,&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;(So come on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interchanging mind control,&lt;br /&gt;Come let the revolution take it's toll,&lt;br /&gt;If you could flick a switch and open your third eye,&lt;br /&gt;You'd see that&lt;br /&gt;We should never be afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;(So come on)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up and take the power back,&lt;br /&gt;It's time the fat cats had a heart attack,&lt;br /&gt;You know that their time's coming to an end,&lt;br /&gt;We have to unify and watch our flag ascend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us,&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us,&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us,&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE PICTURES!! THANX ZIELA N FEQA!!&lt;br /&gt;lawa lah feqa.. ziela pon!!&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 273px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs206.snc1/7320_156852614354_715024354_2741923_7522397_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs226.snc1/7320_156852619354_715024354_2741924_3774097_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs206.snc1/7320_156866799354_715024354_2742030_3355753_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun singing to the song. im actually cranky today. hell i've been cranky for the past 3 days. so lets not add salt to the wound. i miss my edd cos he's busy working u noe. now he knows wad 'monday blues' and 'TGIF' means. but he's cranky, we merajok with each other just now. he needs to be under my armpit, n i need to be under his too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i miss my frens. i miss my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;i need to do ngah's wedding card at JB before nov and im so shagged!!&lt;br /&gt;she'll be tagging along so best lah! heh tkyah worry ok ke tak eh. i got so many ideas to put on paper i mite just burst now. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;thing is, biler mau pegi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a loooong friday night today cos i'v been OT-ing since wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to meet the &lt;em&gt;feeyonseh &lt;/em&gt;tonite! he invited me over and im gona laze around his house/bed/gaming room.&lt;br /&gt;did i mentioned he sold off his drumset? yeah he did.&lt;br /&gt;and dis is wad he got from it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 430px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 223px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs260.snc1/10728_158737868606_717658606_2644778_6741763_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sold it to get a bike license.&lt;br /&gt;so he can go to work in a more efficient way. and i cant wait for his TP dis nov.&lt;br /&gt;SO HE CAN DRIVE ME AROUND THE SINGAPORE AGAIN!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HIM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WEEK, PLEASE FUCKING END NOW..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-188942211244180041?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/188942211244180041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=188942211244180041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/188942211244180041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/188942211244180041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/paranoia-is-in-bloom-pr-transmissions.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2253548627133852046</id><published>2009-10-21T11:34:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T12:00:01.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hi. my baby dyed his hair after getting his pink IC back. he was so eager to do it. and he spent 53bux on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 370px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs280.snc1/10728_159573448606_717658606_2652122_7099027_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very dark pic but cute lah he! haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is his first day of work at IBM. he told me to wake him up at 6am. but i woke up at 6.30am instead and was gabra-ing calling him. he made a sleepy voice and 'scolded' me why i didnt wake him up on time.&lt;br /&gt;so I was like, "i nantok.. takpelah bgn skg siap cepat2 kul 7am kuar.."&lt;br /&gt;CHECK3, dier da siap pon lah. hahahahahaha. sayaaaang dier!&lt;br /&gt;so i asked him, "u start kul brape balek kul brape.."&lt;br /&gt;i was so sad that now i canot meet him often. and then he sed, "takpe nanti i dabes keje i jumpe u k?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHKAY LAH!! hemsen man.&lt;br /&gt;wooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i had a great weekend. my &lt;em&gt;feeyonseh&lt;/em&gt; brought me to the movies.&lt;br /&gt;it was HAEUNDAE : THE DEADLY TSUNAMI. such a slow start to the tsunami, but at least this korean movie have a FUNNY/TOUCHING/SADDENING/INTERESTING slow start. not like other movies lah. must the watch!! but the ending is fucking sad. so be prepared. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs226.snc1/7316_1264639258256_1297987152_765969_6324712_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs206.snc1/7316_1264639298257_1297987152_765970_1640489_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs206.snc1/7316_1264639378259_1297987152_765972_2517088_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs226.snc1/7316_1264641578314_1297987152_766027_5337137_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs226.snc1/7316_1264641738318_1297987152_766031_289177_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that we walk2 at the oh-so-boring heeren, and then walked all the way to PS. after movies he brought me up to this park to take pictures. heh. i lazy to upload all here. u can view the album, 'PS, I love you' in facebook. see, even the album title is soooo-not-edd.&lt;br /&gt;i love him. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sorry with tears.&lt;br /&gt;im kinda in the 'monday's blue mood' today and i dunnoe why. my monday was better than today. i think its pms. its coming. i can sense it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI EDD!! HAVE FUN AT WORK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OK, MY ENGAGEMENT PICS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287909815061_702175061_9083357_5401990_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287909780061_702175061_9083353_741381_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287916060061_702175061_9083483_4276680_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287916050061_702175061_9083481_1382043_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287916165061_702175061_9083494_6973619_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287927515061_702175061_9083652_3860430_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pple outside oredy and im stil bajuless/lipglossless/blusherless/celakless!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs274.snc1/10131_1186537316356_1615995437_467289_3048276_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outside so many pple!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 349px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287927630061_702175061_9083665_4937002_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 197px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937705061_702175061_9083878_8158291_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, CHAK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs254.snc1/10131_1186542596488_1615995437_467308_94831_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mak long fitting the ring for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287937675061_702175061_9083874_3558697_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;strong&gt;STILL IS&lt;/strong&gt; $7411. anyhow only my uncle $8k.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287937720061_702175061_9083880_584718_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287937725061_702175061_9083881_3569475_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937760061_702175061_9083885_1966667_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 351px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937775061_702175061_9083886_4848710_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937825061_702175061_9083891_2841491_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bestie bestie bestie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937840061_702175061_9083893_679116_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937880061_702175061_9083899_3407184_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287937855061_702175061_9083895_7620400_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937895061_702175061_9083901_2073705_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tashayaaaaanggg~! lawa lah dier berbaju kurung..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287937905061_702175061_9083902_4170794_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287937915061_702175061_9083904_41891_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mak andam, yati. i like her n her works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287938075061_702175061_9083925_602002_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 337px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287937960061_702175061_9083910_1117813_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love everything i got~!! no need to shop for a month. ok no, i still need to shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959430061_702175061_9084208_7030999_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959425061_702175061_9084207_4003917_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959460061_702175061_9084213_4367035_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959485061_702175061_9084216_8384338_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for coming nana n wawa n fahmi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959465061_702175061_9084214_5422899_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izal bak, alimin cool, quz shadows aaand man rybak~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959490061_702175061_9084217_7978485_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959510061_702175061_9084219_6289032_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 342px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 235px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959515061_702175061_9084220_5698998_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959535061_702175061_9084223_151786_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 367px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959670061_702175061_9084239_8346230_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jgn action eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959650061_702175061_9084237_3487251_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959560061_702175061_9084226_2118899_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sec sch sweethearts!! i love you!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 301px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959680061_702175061_9084241_1341018_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my primary sch bestfren. thats her son! he's so adorable. and no, its not a shotgun one.&lt;br /&gt;hubby erman cudnt make it to my engagement~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959700061_702175061_9084242_6324495_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makan2 downstairs. these three look like sum toothpaste commercial. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs274.snc1/10131_1186542676490_1615995437_467310_4993789_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959755061_702175061_9084250_6496623_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 347px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959760061_702175061_9084251_4785883_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 348px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959770061_702175061_9084252_4260796_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287909820061_702175061_9083358_8351847_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gifts to him. can you see the 'star gift' behind? top left hand corner~ YES I BOUGHT HIM A CAMERA!! a super duper one. so he can take many photos of me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287909765061_702175061_9083351_7418674_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959780061_702175061_9084254_8235936_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs265.snc1/9235_287959775061_702175061_9084253_2796150_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959790061_702175061_9084256_848430_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs245.snc1/9235_287959920061_702175061_9084274_2259412_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty anot? heh.&lt;br /&gt;theres more pictures lah to be uploaded. and there was this moment where mastura ahmad went up to my room to take picture with me but i dun have hassy there, so my mum snapped it with my handphone. lol. yet to be uploaded. &lt;br /&gt;she n my mum so noisy n kecoh lah they get together.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU ALL FOR MAKING IT A MEMORABLE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2253548627133852046?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2253548627133852046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2253548627133852046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2253548627133852046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2253548627133852046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi_20.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1318456265826089809</id><published>2009-10-17T22:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T22:57:31.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OMG WE'RE ENGAGED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg im soo exhausted. will get the photos from hassy soon ok..&lt;br /&gt;she's amazing lah snapping here and there while the rest of my frens posing, got another guy, her fren, thanks to him also...&lt;br /&gt;aziela is amazing too, staying by my side aaallll the way..&lt;br /&gt;tasha n nina came early but nina went off early. and then my sec sch frens, wid, karty, siti, dee, lina, eugene, ronnie, you guys were awesome and will always be awesome!!&lt;br /&gt;zoul, diy, didi, man, fiza, did i miss out anyone here? ..ish korang so sweet, sesape yang buatkan aku dulang full of candies, thanks eh, da habes da anak2 kelareku sume kejekan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most awesomest, amazingest, wonderfullest pple are my family. my mum n dad n sisters n grandma n aunties n uncles. cant do without them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mak andam, yati4, she did a great job despite the ordeal. i blew my top at her mah she listen only.. no lah im not angry at her, im angry at edd. edd also angry at me.&lt;br /&gt;we got engage angrily. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then there were some miscommunications. i say n say many times, pple say im crazy, dunoe how to relax, last2 betol2 yang aku tanak, happen jugak kan. lagi2 abt wad edd told me. but its ok. mum sed she will settle it. everything went well. pple ate and took pictures, pple talk and smile and laugh. im happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY GIFTS. of cos lah aku yg choose. heh no lah. i love it cos i got sooo mannnyyy thiiingggss given by edd's cousins, that my lil cousins can grab and run with. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but i managed to save sum for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my fiance. met him just now after everything was done. no we didnt fite, wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;DA LAMA TAK BERJUMPA, RINDU RASA HATII~~~&lt;/em&gt; heh. he pinch2 my cheeks, smell2 me, like not him like dat. it felt different lor.&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fiance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahah!!!! so weird lah call him that!!&lt;br /&gt;cacat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAANNNDD NOO. im not posting any pictures yet. wait waaaaiiitttt... waaiittt fooorrr itttt...&lt;br /&gt;kat facebook da ade da sket2 but not my one so i stil dowan to post it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wawa, fahmi, nana, zarinah, saaayaaannngg korang!!&lt;br /&gt;yang tak dapat aku nak namekan sal da terlalu ramai tadi, thanx ok??&lt;br /&gt;oh!! md noh! feqa!! alaa taaayaang korang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1318456265826089809?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1318456265826089809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1318456265826089809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1318456265826089809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1318456265826089809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/omg-were-engaged-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3360680702245554943</id><published>2009-10-16T10:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T10:57:47.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i stayed up late last night cos i was kusyuk doing my dulangs2. i had just hanged up on edd cos he wanted me to accompany him to sleep n he was snoringggg.. i looked at the time and it was 2.30am. and i was up alone. my grandmama called it off couple of hours ago. i was unhappy with my 'star gift' dulang so i decided to complete it MY WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was at the dining room, fixing and fixing, cudnt resist to munch on the cheap deco chocolates, didnt noe they had quite a taste. they were nice! lol. ok so i was facing my dining room window with my back to the kitchen, suddenly i saw sumone or rather sumthing, glide past the kitchen to the living room at the corner of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;so i sed "hi.", suke aku kacao2, and looked for it.&lt;br /&gt;of cos tak nampak, so i continued my fixing n gluing and pinning, AND THEN I HEARD A, "..kak.." in a coarse man's voice. immediately i tot of my granddad. merepek kan aku. but i just ignored lah, and then i heard it for the second time clearly. it was like so clear mcm like very behind me! i was angry lah! how can it make me think of granddad like dat rite?? abeh dier sape nak panggel aku "kak"?? so i slowly walked into my grandmama's room walking backwards cos i wanna see it but i cudnt see anything. n slept beside my grandmama cos my room is filled with flowers. and i hate flowers. i only like roses. yah, ok n i especially missed my granddad. things wud be easier if he's still around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dat thing, u didnt scared me. u just made me miss my granddad more.&lt;br /&gt;u can go and die again, n i hope u can read blogs just like feqa's high tech ghost so u noe &lt;strong&gt;IM TALKING ABOUT YOU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to run around now. byee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3360680702245554943?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3360680702245554943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3360680702245554943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3360680702245554943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3360680702245554943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-stayed-up-late-last-night-cos-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5068087741421217987</id><published>2009-10-15T14:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T16:33:52.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all, thanx for the well wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i wanna blog today, cos today is the day i woke up in the morning, and felt a sudden rush of overwhelming sense of MISS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i miss my edd's armpit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i met him, he slept over my place from sun til mon.&lt;br /&gt;then i spent my morning til afternoon under his armpit at the polyclinic before i set off for work.&lt;br /&gt;and then that was the last. he wanted to meet the next day and i sed no, and then today i wanted to meet him he sed no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO CRY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets talk about sumthing else, my heart very pain when i think about edd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now now, lets talk abt my aunty. my aunty, she's my mum's sis-in law. she's the one selling oriflame products. she's a malaysian. and she's sumtimes very kecoh. but overall, she's a great aunt lah. very caring. wait, too caring. TOO CARING. if u noe wad i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my mum had a dispute with my dad few weeks ago. so she merajok go and stay at her sis' house. which is very near this aunty house also. so dis aunty visited my mum and asked my mum abt my dulang hantarans, whether we've completed it anot. so my mum told her, we've already bought everything but dun hv the time to fix all yet, sooooo sheeee, told my mum dat her fren, whom we've known for years, dat she can do it for us, in her words, 'ikhlas', and that's cos we've, 'da beli barang2 nyer tinggal pasang je..'&lt;br /&gt;i noe her fren always sebok2 if ader majlis perkahwinan in my family so i dun mind. but my mum sed its ok, cos she dowan pple to kecoh2.. then my aunty ni, da pandai2 kol kwn dier suro dtg her house n told me to immediately send my stufs. -.-'&lt;br /&gt;we never sed yes, n now we cant say no.&lt;br /&gt;so dats the reason i blogged the other day that she's gona do it, FORRR FREEEE. no really. my aunty told us 'tkpe org tuh bleh tolong buatkan ikhlas takmu risau..'&lt;br /&gt;but i told my mum to kasi dier duet penat, cos i wun feel good suro org free2 ni sume..&lt;br /&gt;and then after sending my stuffs, i found out she wasnt using my colour, n my expensive ribbons n frills. i especially chose dat frills so it can match my baju. but she sed my colour 'mati'. hokay. no probs. she even opened my frills to make it into a ribbon becos she say it was 'old fashion'. dear all, i've measured that frills to surround my 9 dulang of hantarans ok? now she yaya opened it. da tak pakai tkpe, kau bukak buat ribbon tk tanyer...&lt;br /&gt;bende tuh mahal. belen2 kau nak buat ape? bad customer service. at this point, i was very upset.&lt;br /&gt;she showed me another set of dulang she's doing for sumone else, and i saw MY cloth on it, and sum of their cloth, on mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told her to use my colour theme. then she sed no, she already fixed it. i gave up and agreed. cos u noe, org tuh buat iklhas aku takbleh nak suro2 lah kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, she called my mum to inform her abt the price. it was $250 for 5 dulangs..&lt;br /&gt;=) 50bux each. =))))) its ok, forget abt the 'ikhlas'... but $250??!!&lt;br /&gt;how great. as if we had not bought anything at all n just told her to make me sum dulangs.&lt;br /&gt;my mum blew up. n when my mum blew up, everyone will get scared. so where was my aunty? she was quiet. she told my mum its up to my mum lah nak buat ape. so my mum went to that fren's house n demand everything back, she'll fixed the rest. and then she sed, my mum can take everything back but just pay 100bux. and that she wants the flowers back after my event.&lt;br /&gt;o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum paid her lah. 100bux for doing the base. the base which consist of a white satin cloth which i dowan. n gold trimmings n brown ribbons. note that these are all made by her, 'iklhas'. and my aunty buat prangai pulak. she told the rest she didnt noe when im getting engage, wad time and all. padahal all the while dier lah yang tertanye2. tipu eh taktau time n date, so my mum told the rest to tell her, "nak dtg, dtg, tanak dtg sudah.."&lt;br /&gt;burok eh prangai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson learned lah eh. jangan nak trust orang luar, orang bukan darah dageng sendiri. or just jangan trust orang to handle bende2 gini sume. maseh sihat, maseh waras, BUAT SENDIRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO NOW, im dealing with shortage of frills n trimmings n cloth.&lt;br /&gt;its disappointing, cos i've spent so much time choosing my stuffs measuring each of my dulang with it. i've spent so much time at the shop in ayer hitam, looking at every design i've fallen in love with n memorizing every minute details to imply it on my own piece.&lt;br /&gt;and then now its damaged. its not wad i wanted BUT I HAVE TO MAKE THE BEST OUT OF IT.&lt;br /&gt;make do with wad i got lorrrr.. its ok, its the thoughts that count.&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS THE GIFTS THAT COUNT!! hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;plus my dad, tho we never talk to each other, had created sumthing for edd too. how sweeet!&lt;br /&gt;can bring me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i dunoe how to deal with tears hor when i see my long lost uncontactable frens come visit me. and then when the guy's side sarong cincin tunang sume, KAN TOUCHING!&lt;br /&gt;TANAK NANGES CAM KAK MIRA CAN??&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i noe she cried, but she sed, "angin aircon~ *&lt;em&gt;wipe2 eyes&lt;/em&gt;*"&lt;br /&gt;ngah got cry anot?? wahlao why i like dis one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi edd, i miss you mwahks2.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5068087741421217987?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5068087741421217987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5068087741421217987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5068087741421217987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5068087741421217987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-all-thanx-for-well-wishes-ok-i-wanna.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2791437874295003710</id><published>2009-10-12T18:25:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T19:00:36.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.&lt;br /&gt;i've been holding in my pee for the past 6hrs cos im too lazy to put on my safety boots n jacket, just to go to the toilet. i forgot to bring my socks so i dun have any socks to wear with my boots. and that just adds up to my laziness to pee. OUH. i actually havent peed since my morning shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will eventually forget to pee one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. I LOVE MY ZIELA.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad for dragging her to everywhere i go. i dragged her to ayer hitam with me yesterday to buy my extra2 stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;and yes, she heard the bickerings i have everyday with my parents. lol. wad to do.&lt;br /&gt;i sumtimes canot stand that they are taking over my engagement partay cos i have my own plan.&lt;br /&gt;i want this flower, she wants that flower. i want to buy this thing with my money, she wants to buy sumthing else i dun really need with that money. in the end when tak cukop duet, she said I DUN HAVE SAVINGS. hello. so angry. i've spent almost 2k on it STILL SHE SAY I NEVER SAVE MONEY. SATU KALI GAJI 2K NAK ABESKAN ON THIS AJE PE? buat klakar. mane aku nak dapat duet makan n transport? jatoh dari langit pe duet2 yang aku pakai nie sume.&lt;br /&gt;of cos i save rite?&lt;br /&gt;dah lah over budget. i didnt plan to use it for kerusi meja bawah block, dah jadi kene pakai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least she's helping with the food. so i can at least use my balance money for sumthing else.&lt;br /&gt;and im honestly glad n grateful dat i stil have my parents to plan for my engagement.&lt;br /&gt;i love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. my plan to not meet edd didnt really happen. edd met me after i came back from ayer hitam.&lt;br /&gt;mum drove us to bishan to send my aunty off, and then to yishun to have dinner and to send my gifts to my aunty's fren for the deco of dulangs2. my aunty sed she's doing it for free. i was quite upset that she wasnt using the colour theme i provided. it was abit off. wait, it was WAY OFF. but its free n she did a good job with it lah mcm orang kawen punyer, tapi ni da melampao.. its nice. BUT IM JUST UPSET WITH THE COLOR. ORRHH. &lt;em&gt;forget about it waty, its nice.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the funny thing is, edd saw a dulang of it. -..-&lt;br /&gt;a dulang jer. cos he helped carry the gifts to her.&lt;br /&gt;but even if thats all that he saw, its still not fair rite? cos he gets to use his gift before officially getting it, n i canot use mine, n then i havent seen mine also.. i dun even noe wad colour he's using exactly.&lt;br /&gt;ish. mcm like tak sabar. at the same time mcm like nervous.&lt;br /&gt;like, ARE MY FRENS COMING? wad if nobody came? i really want to see them all.. or wad if i fainted in that corset dress? wad if my make up not pretty??? wad if pple dun like the door gift?&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhh... the horror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but of cos im praying for the best. ya Allah, may the best happen on that day, amin.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, dis is my last blogging session cos i'll be very busy then, tata my lovely frens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, im just wondering. kenape orang tgh gembire, kau pon selit2 nak tumpang gembire?&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i dun mind if its confirm2 kau dapat, congrats lah kan aku ucapkan, dgn seikhlas hati im happy for u,&lt;br /&gt;but &lt;em&gt;lalala~&lt;/em&gt; NOT YET?! nampak sangat kan kau trying too hard?&lt;br /&gt;prangai kau mcm seseorang ni yang suke cakap besar, too over confident last2 tak dpt, melalak, tutop blog. kau tau? happened before didnt it?&lt;br /&gt;menyampah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait, mum just called to complain that my aunty's fren is actually charging. $250.&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNOE WHO TO BE ANGRY WITH LAH KAN? MAKCIK AKU PEH KEPO MULOT PANDAI2 CAKAP FREE, OR HER FREN'S OVERCHARGED PRICE?!! i've already provided EVERYTHING that is needed she just have to pasang and its $250??&lt;br /&gt;OMG IM SO PISSED. my mum can do herself laaaaaaa!!! real free! omg!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, real bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2791437874295003710?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2791437874295003710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2791437874295003710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2791437874295003710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2791437874295003710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi_12.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5782823914237052906</id><published>2009-10-10T12:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T13:12:31.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everybadi.&lt;br /&gt;im gona be a busy woman today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was my last fitting appointment with the mak andam.&lt;br /&gt;i was late. supposed to meet her at 5pm. but we reached at 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;-..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we is i, ziela n my sister lydia. upon reaching bedok mrt at 5+pm, ziela told me we shud take bus 17. so we waited for bus 17 yang tak sampai2. we took the bus but we dunoe where to alight. so ziela played safe n alighted one busstop before the police station, cos dats the only thing she remembered cos her ex lives ard that area. and then we walked aimlessly. i hate being lost.&lt;br /&gt;and the pple there are so stupid. we saw blk 115 and wasnt sure if we were walking towards 124 or away frm 124. so we asked a chinese girl, "hi, do you noe whr's blk 124?"&lt;br /&gt;she answered, "err i not sure.. but i noe here is blk one one plus." eh bahalol.&lt;br /&gt;so i wanted to hail a cab but before i managed to get one, FIR called me.&lt;br /&gt;Fir, my guardian angel.&lt;br /&gt;our conversation was like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fir: hello waty. kau pat bedok heh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: HAK AH! &lt;em&gt;*puseng2*&lt;/em&gt; mane kau nampak aku, kau patne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fir: aku nampak kau nan ziela, aku dlm police car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: WHOA. eh, do you noe where blk 124 is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;fir: &lt;em&gt;*in abg2 police peh tone*&lt;/em&gt; you are walking in the right direction, just walk into the blocks and you will find blk 124. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;me: heh thanx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAEK KAN HIDOP AKU? syukur alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;so we finally met kak yatee. she was very2 kind lah i canot thank her enough.&lt;br /&gt;i was an hour late lah heh.&lt;br /&gt;and i love my baju n only ziela n my sis saw me wearing it. nope i didnt even allow them to snap a pic of it. LAWA HOKAY.&lt;br /&gt;kak yatee sed i can sleep with the baju after my event. and then she sed my baju is 'over'. baju pengantin buat tunang. MAK SAYE KAN YANG CHOOSE!!&lt;br /&gt;and then she also told ziela n lydia that my mum ni 'over'.&lt;br /&gt;she was like, "MAK DIER YANG CHOOSE!! alah biase lah anak 1st.." tgk, susah tau.&lt;br /&gt;and then a pengantin couple arrived so i told her wad i wanted with/on my hair for the event and then i quickly thanked her many2. she asked me if barang2 da ready and then my heart skipped 10 beats.&lt;br /&gt;becos no, its not ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went off. trained to habourfront. ate my yummy2 thaksin beef noodles. ouh the tasteeeyy. AND THEN TASHAYAANGG came with ice cream in her hand. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;walked around vivo. my initial plan to go vivo is to look for my bunge telor peh telor chocolate pat candy empire. layankan sie budak tasha tuh sampai aku luper. lepak2 dorg hisap rokok, by the time nak balek da TUTOP LAH KAN KEDAI TUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh, but i had fun with them.&lt;br /&gt;and today, i have an engagement to attend. berjangkit ni sume. satu engage sume engage.&lt;br /&gt;ITS MY DARLING ZARINAH PEH ENGAGEMENT. i miss her so much.&lt;br /&gt;we were close lah during sec sch always go her house then now she big oredy nak engage.. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;but she told me she's very rilek. sume mak dier buat kakak dier buat. she didnt even noe how many dulang she's sending ok. "..dulang entah belasan agaknyer.. aku pun taktau."&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAU TGK AKU!? maybe cos i want everything my way lah. aku sungguh leceh. org da sponsor nak tolong buatkan dulang pon aku lokek2 nak kasi dier buat. mader da sponsor makanan pon aku tanyer2 nak masak ape. nak itu nak ini. mepek perangai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today the mader is dragging me to jb to buy more stuffs cos bunge telor tak cukop.&lt;br /&gt;and im dragging the ziela to follow. wakakka..&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh edd wasnt with me lor since yesterday. today i told him to send the gift but he's using it for the jalan raye with his frens. so he'll only send the kotak.&lt;br /&gt;-..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, MAAAAYBE if i miss him too much i mite meet him tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok real bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5782823914237052906?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5782823914237052906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5782823914237052906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5782823914237052906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5782823914237052906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/hello-everybadi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1290876895086845429</id><published>2009-10-08T11:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T11:52:45.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITS NOT FAIR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why he can use his hantaran gift 1st and i cant even open mine??&lt;br /&gt;he kept mine at his house still in package.&lt;br /&gt;while his gift, dier dah test drive sane sini.&lt;br /&gt;nanti kan da tak best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona take it away from him.&lt;br /&gt;im not gona meet him for one week. starting dis saturday.&lt;br /&gt;and he's not allowed to come for my engagement with him.&lt;br /&gt;he's gona have to stay at home.&lt;br /&gt;he wun even get to view my pictures.&lt;br /&gt;until the event is all over!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1290876895086845429?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1290876895086845429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1290876895086845429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1290876895086845429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1290876895086845429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/its-not-fair.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4201228621806048027</id><published>2009-10-07T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T14:02:28.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dun get it.  why does these pple only goes on one way when it comes to sex?&lt;br /&gt;guys can do it and its alrite girl cant do it its so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guy fucks around n he's a champion, girl fucks around she's a whore&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;come on. both sexes fucks around, both get the equal amount of dosa, both gets the same risk of getting wadever sexual diseases, so wads so diff? dua2 sundal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless of cos, that whore fucks ur boyfren. rite?&lt;br /&gt;let say, im such a goody good small2 petite short girl, never fuck anyone before, and then suddenly i slept with your boyfren. and your boyfren is my first time. n &lt;strong&gt;your boyfren enjoys fucking the &lt;em&gt;virgin&lt;/em&gt; me.&lt;/strong&gt; I AM SUCH A WHORE, am i not? even tho he's my 1st. &lt;br /&gt;and your boyfren's sundalness will never be mentioned. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admit, i am like dat too, when i was&lt;em&gt; younger..&lt;/em&gt; i hate other girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;but now, i dun give a fuck. we're all grown up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun give a fuck becos the girl my boyfren &lt;em&gt;'fucks'&lt;/em&gt; turns out to be a nice soul who talks the same same language as me. heck we cud even finish each other sentences.&lt;br /&gt;i love her like how i love ziela, nina, tasha. yes.&lt;br /&gt;pple kept asking me why i can side her, hello? its just my choice.&lt;br /&gt;i can side any tom dick or harry. just like how i chose to side kanye against taylor while many are against him. &lt;em&gt;poor taylor.. boohoo.. fuck her.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, have you seen the other side? no?&lt;br /&gt;then shut up. dun even think about blogging it.&lt;br /&gt;dun be shallow. open your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;you noe its fun choosing sides and to noe you're against a losing side even makes it more fun.&lt;br /&gt;dun be a loser pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun give a fuck becos in the years i've been with this boyfren of mine, we've achieved this trusting stage many of you noobs have not reached yet.&lt;br /&gt;and if i dun give a fuck abt it, then why shud you? did i give a fuck about who your boyfren fucks? kenape kau saket hati sangat eh lynn main edd ke edd main lynn. do you feel the pain? cos i dun. at least not anymore. cos the thing is, i dun even think she wants him, or that he wants her anymore. we were young, he fucked, i fucked, she fucked.&lt;br /&gt;how am i so sure abt that?&lt;br /&gt;here.. have you heard of one nite stand?&lt;br /&gt;oh you havent? well, you shud try it, its fun, you shud get out more often n stop crying in your pillow every single nite so you'll have a better understanding of how we feel about the fucking. cheap, sluts, yah2.&lt;br /&gt;like i sed, we're young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or, do you know how to make frens? do you need me to teach you? cos i think you need more frens, not backstabbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet you're pulling your hairs off thinking "WHY THE FARK SHE DUN CARE ABOUT IT???!!"&lt;br /&gt;please continue to do so until ur scalp bleeds. you can also help me find edd calon2 laen yang kau nak suro maen tgk edd ckp ape pat kau k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg wait! are you secretly lusting over him? do you wanna try him? i think my boyfren's hot enough to make you cum. maybe you shud, i can offer you to, but then by doing that, i'll be disrespecting my own boyfren. he's not sumone i wud throw and let pple fuck. no no, he stays under my armpit just like how he kept me under his all this while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say my boyfren is the bestest, and he lives up to it. n i only say that after more than half a decade of reviewing. even that, i still admit we have ups and downs..&lt;br /&gt;see the good out of the bad, make juice when life gives you lemons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me correct u, u mentioned i was so nice on the phone but not in tags??&lt;br /&gt;i AM nice. its not me, its you. i was nice all along. u just dun see it.&lt;br /&gt;you're so paranoid about the pple around you arent you? y? are ur frens talking behind your back? isit that the pple you trust flicked you away so when a sincere soul comes, you become like this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop it k. never ever say you dun care abt sumone to the whole wide world, when deep2 down inside you care so much. never2 ever2 act that you're strong when you'll crumble just by a gust of wind. never ever claim it wudnt hurt you one bit when in reality, you're bleeding to death.&lt;br /&gt;i never do that. thats how i save my face. and thats how i help my girlfrens save their faces too.&lt;br /&gt;so pple cant go and say, &lt;strong&gt;"PADAN MUKE KAU SETAN!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;karma karma karma is the bitch here, not you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on a lighter note&lt;/strong&gt;, i've finished my invitation cards.&lt;br /&gt;peh budget. all i want to invite has been invited. tinggal wawa je ni aku lom blg address.&lt;br /&gt;jap eh wawa.&lt;br /&gt;yg tak dpt invitations, sorry, either you are not close enuff to be invited or i n edd dun like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, edd n i played the 'Saw' game.&lt;br /&gt;well HE played, i help him scream. lol.&lt;br /&gt;i got so worked up that he said, "you are funny at times you noe. i like your personality."&lt;br /&gt;mcm siak. BUT SERIOUSLY YOU ALL SHUD GO BUY THE SAW xbox 360. stupid jigsaw.&lt;br /&gt;da tkder cerite buat game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im calling all my gfs to help me out.&lt;br /&gt;YER AKU TAU KORANG SUME FIKER, DA SUSAH2 BARU NAK MINTAK TOLONG.&lt;br /&gt;tak susah k, tgh senang lah ni aku mintak tolong.&lt;br /&gt;alah tolong sket je. tolong decorate bilek pompan nie je.&lt;br /&gt;pompan ni malas. ok bye see you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4201228621806048027?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4201228621806048027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4201228621806048027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4201228621806048027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4201228621806048027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-dun-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7196279779886756531</id><published>2009-10-03T23:41:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T00:50:46.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. i cutted my finger.&lt;br /&gt;yes i noe there's no such word but i like to 'past tense' un&lt;em&gt;pasttense&lt;/em&gt;able word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it got cut when i broke edd's mug. i have no idea why the mug jumped out of my hand when i was washing it. i think its afraid of water. its weird cos mugs are supposed to hold water. it jumped and now its dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i saw my skin n part of my flesh on my fingernail n the part where its supposed to be was a gaping hole dat was vivid white which turned red n bloodied in seconds. i shouted for edd, who was busy with his gift, to grab me a tissue and he walked back and forth in the kitchen without knowing wad to do. -.- he said he canot find tissue. in the end he got one for me after i told him where the tissue was n he wrapped it around my finger anyhow..&lt;br /&gt;in cases of emergency, do not call edd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he took lotsa pictures of it. its horrible. i've never had such cuts before.&lt;br /&gt;its like a whole small chunk of skin n flesh was cut off my bones. i saw it and tot of keeping it in a plastic bag or sumthing but it got wash off into the sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 435px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7026_1252310310040_1297987152_724971_7493437_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 421px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs203.snc1/7026_1252310750051_1297987152_724981_7409612_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 436px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs203.snc1/7026_1252310710050_1297987152_724980_5212067_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 435px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7026_1252310350041_1297987152_724972_7181522_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;told u rite. gone are my nice2 fingers n nails... i hope it heals quickly. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;tunang oi... jari scar2 plak..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409141004315314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd5kJIHqrI/AAAAAAAAARs/gdjKDhnJ00w/s320/SayCheese(536).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409134069931730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd5jvS1XtI/AAAAAAAAARk/ZWCgLLj_9bg/s320/SayCheese(541).jpg" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;this one i do myself ok.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, earlier today, i went to awie's house for his open house lah. and his daugther SO CUTE. curly hair. his wife was indonesian n she's pretty lah. so fair like chinese.&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe, my indonesian aunty also very pretty. they have this &lt;em&gt;look&lt;/em&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409126250346242" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd5jSKf9wI/AAAAAAAAARc/WcErU1ZiF1c/s320/SayCheese(553).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409120138701458" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd5i7ZXqpI/AAAAAAAAARU/M_Ims13SYLk/s320/SayCheese(550).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388409108740730066" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd5iQ74bNI/AAAAAAAAARM/kBXOAlj5IHU/s320/SayCheese(548).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;and his wife cook super nice ayam goreng. like, i'll marry her if awie didnt.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've already sent my online invites to frens. glad to see the replies we've got.&lt;br /&gt;i have yet to give out the cards~ yeah i got my cards~ i love it lah heh, so weird cos its pink. i dun like pink mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like literally begging hassy to take photos for me, she was such a angel lah to take leave on that day for me... n diy, thanx so much darling for designing the cards, sampai hantar the card and all. wah lao.. i love my frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those yang belom receive invitations, I WILL SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!! vrean the monchichi turned one today!!&lt;br /&gt;so fast, it felt like baru tuh hari je dier maseh merah lagi.. so innocent bleh dukong2 sane sini, SKARANG DA GEDABAK DUKONG SKEJAP DA PENAT. da pandai bobal, lari sane lari sini, da pandai gigit2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 319px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 441px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs203.snc1/7026_1252164226388_1297987152_724607_1690357_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 326px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 441px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7026_1252164266389_1297987152_724608_4925358_n.jpg" /&gt; &lt;center&gt;this was before he bit off edd's xbox 360 navigation buttons. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;-.- edd was angry with me k..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason why my hair's red is cos i henna-ed it. it stinks. till now.&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe wad else to do to even out my hair color. IM OPTING OUT CHEMICALLY COLOURING IT. anything chemical is out. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388412765364796466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd83G6_vDI/AAAAAAAAAR0/WKJrX2ejjec/s320/SayCheese(538).jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's sum latest photos. latest as in today, just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 437px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7026_1252375671674_1297987152_725156_7174998_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 458px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs203.snc1/7026_1252375311665_1297987152_725147_3262149_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 450px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs223.snc1/7026_1252375591672_1297987152_725154_1418417_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i got to get home now. or later. i dunnoe. i hate going home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7196279779886756531?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7196279779886756531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7196279779886756531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7196279779886756531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7196279779886756531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/Ssd5kJIHqrI/AAAAAAAAARs/gdjKDhnJ00w/s72-c/SayCheese(536).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-9118036412083777991</id><published>2009-09-30T13:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T15:24:46.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg u all..&lt;br /&gt;pls eh, i've heard lynn n dayah pouring their hearts out on me on the phone lah for god sake.&lt;br /&gt;ape yg korang tau?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pity both girls oredy. susah sangat ke nak tinggalkan pompan tuh kalau kau stakat buat pakai/rebound? as far as i noe, NO! its as easy as ABC.&lt;br /&gt;call her, say "sorry im back with my ex", done.&lt;br /&gt;dun care wads gona happen next oredy lah kan!?&lt;br /&gt;i did dat. even edd did dat!&lt;br /&gt;is it so difficult? if sum pple come tag me say it IS difficult, then fuck la u just proved me that its not a rebound!! its &lt;em&gt;'LOVVEE '&lt;/em&gt; or sumthing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, you wun promise the rebound a whole new future lah eh if its just for awhile..&lt;br /&gt;i tell u, this guy.. did all the wrong moves.&lt;br /&gt;i wud do anything to make these girls find sum other better guys that wud treat them well lah eh, &lt;em&gt;providing sumone can pay me money to do so lah.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sumone in lynn's tag sed she hope edd will be steal? &lt;em&gt;stolen&lt;/em&gt; lah.&lt;br /&gt;but oh sorry.. he's not as horrible as that guy.&lt;br /&gt;zaman kecil-kecilan ni semua da terjadi. bukan time tue2 gini. kite da retire.&lt;br /&gt;masenyer untok berumahtangge jage anak jage mak bapak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desperate measure calls for desperate need. and when girls become desperate, there's ALOT of stories we make up for the guys to believe, just to have it our way. i had frens who did dat n admitted it was a lie just to get their bfs back. so please.. its not gona work on grown ups. u admit kan u grown ups..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape motive si waty nie?&lt;br /&gt;bukan motive, ni namenyer sayang kawan, tanak tgk kawan dibodoh-bodohkan dgn jantan- &lt;em&gt;(im gona be nice here)..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun understand why most my gilrfrens have shitty boyfrens. not all lah, sum have better bf than edd. no wait, i think my bf the bestest. lol. we have ups n downs but he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;and ni namenyer berfikir secara perempuan. saket hati tgk kaum sendiri di main-mainkan mcm anak patong. nak, bawak kluar. tanak, simpan. da boring, beli baru.&lt;br /&gt;and if u little2 supporter pple get angry cos im having a say in this, oh please, this is the WORLD WIDE WEB, n its their choice to publish their life story for the world to see. its my opinion abt wad has happen n i voice it out in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;u &lt;strong&gt;cant &lt;/strong&gt;tell me wad to say or do, but u can just suggest, im open to it, then its up to me if i'll listen anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like how its up to u darlings to do as told:&lt;br /&gt;like wad pple say, korang dua maseh lawa, maseh banyak yang willing to go down on their knees to be with the both of you.. (by this i meant seperately, one for each. no sharing!)&lt;br /&gt;ape kate sebagai perempuan, kaum wanita, kaum hawa, korang unite, n get back at the guy for wad he's done?&lt;br /&gt;yer darling, ckp senang, buat susah..&lt;br /&gt;tau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just dun be too blinded la k sayang2...?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-9118036412083777991?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9118036412083777991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=9118036412083777991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9118036412083777991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9118036412083777991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg-u-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5185607104783436255</id><published>2009-09-29T11:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T12:02:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sooooooooooooooooo happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;edd&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;job&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;IBM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he wanted me to accompany him on the phone while he made his way to the MRT after the interview, we then hanged up. then he called me again and sed, "u, kalau i ckp u takmu marah eh." so i was like, "whut.. -.-" and then he sed, "i da dapat keje."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee.... alhamdulillah. taktau brape byk kali i've sed dat oredy..&lt;br /&gt;senang hati gue. i just hope he's able to commit. keje best mesti able lah kan!&lt;br /&gt;eh! best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh anyway, i got dumb for awhile just now.&lt;br /&gt;tu lah panggel org2 dumbwhore lagi, sendiri jadi dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt realise dat nina already tagged me asking me to relink her, so i, being the ego bitch, went to search for her link instead of just msging her. i went to my sitemeter. (oh yah my sitemeter got 20k hits oredy hor? weee!) so i saw her blog lah! then i tagged her. as if thats not enuff, after tagging, i msg her sumore!! i told her to go check her blog taggy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she msged me back telling me she actually tagged me her link before.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, it was there.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k real bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5185607104783436255?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5185607104783436255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5185607104783436255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5185607104783436255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5185607104783436255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-sooooooooooooooooo-happy-edd-got-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3066279796920158462</id><published>2009-09-28T14:37:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:00:16.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;omg. this lazy girl finally updated her rotten links lah heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO SHILAH, FELLY, DIY, ur blogpage is accessible from my blog lah hor.&lt;br /&gt;sayang u all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been bloghopping from just now.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to see sum randoms sluts singing praises of a guy she barely knew.&lt;br /&gt;like they go, "so and so is SUUUCHHAAA GREAT GUYYY! &lt;em&gt;*cums*&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;br /&gt;i mean, whadayya noe?? how long have you known him again? i may noe nuts abt him but if he left his GF to use u for awhile and tells pple u'r such a boring girl, then i dun think he's such a great dick to u afterall. we see it, we noe.&lt;br /&gt;wad if that guy have crooked penis or have abnormal sexual behaviour or farts loudly or his attitude is horrendous?? just becos he drives a car or have cool tattoos or looks like sum korean/ japan actor, doesn't means he's nice!&lt;br /&gt;i dun even think your type can handle these type of men, or i dun think you're their wifey type anyways. you're just for fuck or for them to get their gfs JEALOUS (which doesnt work most of the time cos u'r not hot anyway). so dun get too excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've also come across few blogs of sluts, knowing that the guy is attached, still blogs about their &lt;em&gt;secret&lt;/em&gt; rendezvous proudly. hello???!! i dun care about you at all lah you can go fuck around with sum foreign workers for all i care, but HAVE YOU THE HAD THE SLIGHTEST IDEA OF WHAT UR MOM, UR GRANDMA, UR SISTER, UR BROTHER, UR ENEMIES MITE THINK OF YOU?? they can be dead all they want but they still can think!! and dun go all, "i dun care wad you dumbass think abt me yaadayadaa.." cos every soul no matter how ignorant, how heartless, how dumb, HAVE &lt;strong&gt;FEELINGS&lt;/strong&gt;. you CAN and WILL feel the pinch!&lt;br /&gt;and i am contributing to that feelings of yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i do dat? the proudlyshowsoffdatimrunningoffwithsumgirlsbf? no.&lt;br /&gt;even if i did n HAD blogged abt it, i do it wisely so i wudnt sound as horny, corny, or cheap as i am.&lt;br /&gt;im not saying im cheap or i did it and all, but u get the flow. thing is, im glad my days are over. i mean, i've been there done dat, WHEN I WAS WAY YOUNGER THAN YOU ARE RITE NOW. so to act that way at ur age AND BE HAPPILY PROUD about it, is autistically down syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wads more embarassing? is when the girl, who proudly blogs abt her secret rendezvous with sum girl's bf, and have a variety of ANONYMOUS supporters who occasionally sang the SAME phrase of praises for her in her taggy (let me make it obvious that I AM actually suggesting that the anonymous supporters IS SHE, HERSELF), n confidently thinks she'll succeed into getting him to leave his gf,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DIDNT SUCCEED AT ALL!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a total LOSERISHLOLINYOURFACE situation! girl, you dunnoe how to work it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at least&lt;/strong&gt; lah eh, &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;SUCCEED AT IT&lt;/strong&gt; THEN MAYBE I'LL SALUTE YOU AS AN ESTABLISHED QUEEN OF ALL WHORES.&lt;br /&gt;dumbwhore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now2, i've done my rantings. how long has it been since i last did dat?&lt;br /&gt;anyways, im doing fine. doing great actually. im just dealing with cold feet. my frens told me its normal. im like freaking nervous about everything like if this thing i do will go well, if everything happens the way it shud happen, if i got the correct things for him, if he's happy about it, if i'm happy about it, if he got the correct things for me, if my room's nice enough, if he'll have enuff cash. i've booked my mak andam n im still contemplating whether she's the right one for this job when i've actually fell in love with her dresses n makeup techniques.&lt;br /&gt;and my mom, the list of pple she's inviting!!! from mastura ahmad to her sec sch classmates (but im totally ok with the pple she invited), and she's even thinking of doing it at the void deck WHICH IS A TOTAL NO NO FOR ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;i've nitemares sitting at dais/pelamin before and have shrieked at the sight of girls doing engagement bawah blk lagi mak aku nak buat bawah block?!!! KELAKAR KAPE?&lt;br /&gt;OMG I M SO WORRIED. nnn its not even a wedding.&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU SEEN HOW I PLANNED MY 21st BDAY? it was last minute even though i got everything done n i dowan this day to happen that way too. im like basically running here and there for stuffs to be done.&lt;br /&gt;im even 'hiring' tasha sayang to help out. heh. SSHHH TASHA TAKMU CKP PAPE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so tonight my baby is fetching me from work and we'll go off straight to hospital cos he needs an mc tomoro cos HE'LL HAVE ANOTHER INTERVIEW WITH THE IBM COMPANY. omg syukur alhamdullilah amin... i pray that he gets this job.. pleeaaaseee baby get this job!!!!&lt;br /&gt;we want stable income for two years at least!! i hope im able to writedown my list of things i want to accomplish by end of 2009..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i just spoke to a couple of girls who prefered the 1st Phobia movie.. becos of the corpse in the plane part. DATS ALL LAH KAN? I AND A WHOLE LOAD OF OTHERS STILL PREFERS THE PHOBIA 2. cos their ghost more real. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, having a great movie buddy adds up to it!&lt;br /&gt;TOTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye i love my boyfren.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3066279796920158462?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3066279796920158462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3066279796920158462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3066279796920158462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3066279796920158462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7322958818901186503</id><published>2009-09-27T01:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T02:12:45.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi. i cant sleep. i just got back from edd's house. we went shopping for our hantarans stuffs. he bought me all the things i wanted n even let me choose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE MY BOYFREN OMG.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n now i cant use all those stuffs till i officially get it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;but his stuffs tuh yg paleng best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe wad else to blog, i was supposed to go out with lynn for her bday,&lt;br /&gt;happy bday girl. i wake up teros call u tao. heh. its kinda late now isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomoro im gona henna my hair, my colleague told me henna is good, n i decided not to add anymore chemical to my hair, sooooo henna is the answer lor. she got shiny thick hair btw.&lt;br /&gt;hair, pls grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im blogging in paragraphs. i hope we're gona be AMKhubbing tomoro..&lt;br /&gt;i still have my vouchers to spend.&lt;br /&gt;ok this is getting boring. so boring.&lt;br /&gt;i mite sleep after this but Red Dragon is showing on channel 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i forgot to tell, i watched Phobia 2 with edd on friday, it was better than the lame2 1st one.&lt;br /&gt;there's 5 stories to it, the last one got us laughing like hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7322958818901186503?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7322958818901186503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7322958818901186503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7322958818901186503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7322958818901186503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1807119539362863723</id><published>2009-09-23T12:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:36:30.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so i curled my hair using PAPERBAGS for the 1st day of raya.&lt;br /&gt;and didnt wash it for the 2nd day. infact, i curled both my sisters n mum's hair. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alot of pple wore blue on the 1st day. macam like wad like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ima post sum pics taken frm my handphone.. the rest dlm facebook.&lt;br /&gt;pictures from my camera havent uploaded yet liao. bodo rite canot find the reader..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_138896253606_717658606_2490172_94237_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 402px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_138896248606_717658606_2490171_6457048_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_138896273606_717658606_2490175_1627553_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 258px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_138896278606_717658606_2490176_8072650_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_138896378606_717658606_2490192_8197286_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 335px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_138896403606_717658606_2490196_5133471_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_138896363606_717658606_2490189_6651488_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_138896343606_717658606_2490186_7948637_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 330px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_138896518606_717658606_2490215_2102020_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_138896553606_717658606_2490219_357598_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_138896583606_717658606_2490223_8358035_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dats all. see if u can differenciate between my mum n my sisters.&lt;br /&gt;more pictures of me and edd after we go raya with frens~!&lt;br /&gt;now i have to get ready for work. ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1807119539362863723?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1807119539362863723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1807119539362863723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1807119539362863723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1807119539362863723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-i-curled-my-hair-using-paperbags-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7403092819644147213</id><published>2009-09-19T10:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:03:34.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt feeling all in the mood for raye.&lt;br /&gt;like, if i was still schooling maybe i wud lor, but now im working means DUET RAYE KENE KASIK SI BUDAK2 KECIK YANG SEDANG BERSEKOLAH DAN TIDAK CUKOP UMOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but giving them the duet raye, and seeing their exciteddalamenvelopenibrapebanyakeh-face never fails to make me feel, u noe, satisfied. and of cos i ikhlas kasi budak2 nie, jgn dorang buat duet tuh beli bende merepek sudah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my plan of never to jejak geylang ever for this year pon merepek jugak.&lt;br /&gt;in the end i went there for 2 days strate, and today edd chope me to go there oredy.&lt;br /&gt;3 days strate lah kire!!&lt;br /&gt;1st was iftar with my ite clans, omg i miss those guys. they tricked me. 1st say nak buka kat popeye, cukop time geylang jugak jadinyer. of cos we camwhored many2 with hassy's camera.&lt;br /&gt;but then havent upload. shall pester her.&lt;br /&gt;2nd was yesterday with my family. saw tasha n yom n family. saw md noh n feqa, who was practically shouting my name from across with her loud hailer voice. hahah! saw my long lost primary sch fren, nizam. saw who else eh? tah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k as u all noe it, me n my siblings were not in good terms with dad. they can at least talk to him, but i cant. i've not been talking to him since couple of months ago when we sparred? yes, he punched me i punched him. i mean i love my dad. to avoid talking to him is my way of respect. cos if we talk, like how my sisters talks to him, it will get rude. all his children talk to him semua mesti nak kene tengking nak terpekek becos he is unreasonable. pple talk ABC, he talk 456. he is difficult as he gets old. and he cant accept that all his girls are grown up. we're not babies anymore, so we have our own decision our own way of doing things.&lt;br /&gt;plus he's ways are not the right way even.&lt;br /&gt;he's part of the reason why im not looking forward for raye at my house.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my own place. soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday at geylang, EVERYTHING WAS MUM'S MONEEHH since she had her pay.&lt;br /&gt;wad.. i havent got my pay cos the advance didnt get thru and mum also used up sum of my money that is meant for raye earlier before she got her pay.&lt;br /&gt;so means its part of my money too. =P got my curtains, got my kurung. VERY THE LAST MINUTE DECISION DOWN TO THE COLOURS. like, "&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ah." " &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?" "k &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; eh."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. how convinient, edd's family &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue-ing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. and yes we bought one only cos my almari is penoh of baju raye dat can accumalate to thousands of dollars. every year, we beli sampai beribu, den this year, SINCE MY DAD IS NOT CONTRIBUTING much, we decided to only get one, and recycle the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.. i dun think mum want to save her marriage anymore. padan muke bapak aku, guys always take things for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, will be going to geylang with edd again. baju2 Aniz not bad eh the price. i saw one fit for edd. will get him to buy that one.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving the whether today so cold and wet.. confirm edd takbleh bangon.&lt;br /&gt;omg i need to rush things. why am i working today?? i shud have taken leave.&lt;br /&gt;i shud have i shud have i shud have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA, MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN TO ALL MY FRENS.&lt;br /&gt;will update with loadsa pics soonest.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh yah, in my previous post, i left out watching 'I love you, Beth Cooper'. lol. sempat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7403092819644147213?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7403092819644147213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7403092819644147213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7403092819644147213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7403092819644147213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/hie.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5918871788064554934</id><published>2009-09-17T11:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T12:18:37.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i watched alot of movies lately but never blogged about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days ago, edd n i went for buka with tasha, cian dier kene wait.. sorry tasha sayang..&lt;br /&gt;we ate at pastamania cosway je, she n edd got the same meatballs dish while i feast on my crayfish. ohh the yummaay. im salivating as i blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we walked around, while waiting for our movie to start. and also while waiting for the yom to arrive lah. dier punyer lah loving gi bawak minuman feveret bini dier. *tears*&lt;br /&gt;i can drink air jagung if its cold only lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after yom arrived, we went to the pasar malam to buy dengdeng. edd bought me 7bux worth of dengdeng-gen-dengdeng-&lt;strong&gt;DENGDENG&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;*hahaha tasha! yom je yang akan finish that tune for aku, laki aku salu tanak abeskan tune tuh nak kasi aku geram!*&lt;/em&gt; i can eat alone lah but i have to share. haha. taklah, mesti kene share. so i cubit sikit2 kasi yom and tasha. hahahaha tak lah. i gave them their fair share ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then our movie started, it was Dance Flick.&lt;br /&gt;the movie kelakar merepek macam movie2 parody yang laen. they are supposed to be merepek, org bodo je dun get the joke, cos they never watched the movies yang they intend to kenekan. so they will go around, &lt;em&gt;'ooooorhhh dance flick so stupid... so lame...-.-'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs258.snc1/10527_133496818810_657318810_2634504_5489316_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs278.snc1/10527_133496813810_657318810_2634503_7521405_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs258.snc1/10527_133496833810_657318810_2634507_8182337_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs278.snc1/10527_133496843810_657318810_2634508_3767979_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs278.snc1/10527_133496848810_657318810_2634509_2760636_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs278.snc1/10527_133496888810_657318810_2634516_2595511_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs258.snc1/10527_133496853810_657318810_2634510_918778_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after movies, we bade them goodbye n i went home n slept. wee.&lt;br /&gt;yom n tasha will get married with each other. it will happen, i just have that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;sooo sweet togeder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok rewind. saturday rite i go comex?&lt;br /&gt;yah. AFTER COMEX, we went to buka at long john silver. whoa, da lame you tak makan ljs. *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;i ate the deep sea grilled. the yummy you.. ish!&lt;br /&gt;and edd lah mcm biase add one chicken mcm lapar nah gitu last2 force himself to eat.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTER DAT, we trained back to orchard. cos edd booked &lt;strong&gt;'Gamer'&lt;/strong&gt; for me!!! he intended not to tell me but too bad terlepas cakap when he told his fren..&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS THE BESTEST MOVIE IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.&lt;br /&gt;mcm like transformer oredy.&lt;br /&gt;we rated it 5/5. gerek nak mampos!&lt;br /&gt;of cos lah gerek the movie made every gamers dream come true. omg i love that movie.&lt;br /&gt;no need console no need controller, just move your hands! i love how the creator controlled the prisoners to dance n fight for him. ohhhh i love that scene soooo much!&lt;br /&gt;omg and xbox is getting closer to that ok?!.&lt;br /&gt;edd sed their project natal will be released next year? i saw their skateboard n face recognition system n sensors...&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!&lt;br /&gt;MOVE AWAY LAH WII TAK GUNE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun like wii. i only like DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, then today edd called me and our conversation went like dis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: you..i ader berite burok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: *dah sedih* ape..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: tapi you takmu-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: ape.. you tkbleh amek half-day leave nari?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: ak ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: *tears dan tersedu-sedu, &lt;em&gt;k bedek&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: abeh camne..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: tahlah.. sembarang ah.. dah agak dah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: you.. i bedek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: oii!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: tapi i ader berita burok tol2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: nape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: my ord date bukan 19th oct.. dorg ckp 20th oct! I STRESS SEH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!! *updates facebook status*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kimeeeekkk satu hari je lah you!!! i punyer kekek!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! i canot get over his reactions, "i stress seh!"&lt;br /&gt;macam like 1 year more like dat!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha cian lah my bf. tkpe sayang da nak abes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TONIGHT GOING IFTAR WITH MY ITE CLANS!!&lt;br /&gt;*waltzing matildaaa*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you guys at gaylung! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5918871788064554934?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5918871788064554934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5918871788064554934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5918871788064554934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5918871788064554934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-watched-alot-of-movies-lately-but.html' title=''/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7025036869567465799</id><published>2009-09-16T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T21:02:54.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I SHUD REALLY GET UP AND GO CLEAN MY ROOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye. shilah n felly n diy, wait ah later2 will link u gals.. mwahks2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7025036869567465799?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7025036869567465799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7025036869567465799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7025036869567465799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7025036869567465799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-shud-really-get-up-and-go-clean-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1802679380449313971</id><published>2009-09-15T08:38:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:09:50.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was supposed to blog this yesterday but got done halfway.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was 14.09.09..&lt;br /&gt;it was our 77th monthsary!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;who the&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; cares.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im in my extra good mood yesterday. so i went to get a litre of paint n edd helped me out.&lt;br /&gt;ohhh the last minute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to larkin on sunday with edd, edd's mum n sis, my initial plan was to find a decent baju kurung.&lt;br /&gt;TO MY HORROR, ALL THOSE AVAILBLE THERE ARE THE SITI NURHALIZA-INSPIRED BUBBLE SLEEVES. ohhhhhh why are they so lack of style... the colour! the patterns!!&lt;br /&gt;im gona die for awhile now. &lt;em&gt;*tilts head n place hand on forehead*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im back.&lt;br /&gt;so, i spent all my money on keropoks. n games. n i still have sum ringgits left.&lt;br /&gt;now rewinding back to saturday.&lt;br /&gt;edd brought me out on saturday as promised, saaaayang dier.&lt;br /&gt;and i 'fainted' in the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously. i 'fainted'.&lt;br /&gt;'fainted' cos i was still on my feet. fainted is on the floor lying motionless.&lt;br /&gt;see the difference? but both have same symptoms.&lt;br /&gt;SO. no, i wasnt feeling hungry, i wasnt tired.&lt;br /&gt;i was basically well n up n about. i was even smilling n talking to edd seconds before i saw stars n felt my head was cold. i've been having fainting spells for quite sum time but they're not to an extent of me having to stop, hold on to things, n get out of breathe.&lt;br /&gt;i can usually shake it off n feel better.&lt;br /&gt;BUT THIS! i cud barely stand, i dun even noe if i have my eyes opened or closed cos everything was black, all i cud hear was edd's voice n i cant even answer him!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he brought me out of the train at outram i think, i sat and i felt like vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;edd wanted to get me a redbull but i dowan cos i told him i only got couple of hours to go for buka, but he insisted i eat sumthing n fed me the cake i got in my bag. so i munched on the cake. while im at it, I CUDNT MOVE MY HANDS!! do you know how freaked out i got?&lt;br /&gt;i tot i was gona get a stroke! maybe i was. but im so young! i have a whole life ahead of me!&lt;br /&gt;so, i saw my hands were yellow, i still cant see clearly, i can talk but i get so tired talking, n i tried lifting my legs up like were so heavy!&lt;br /&gt;all i cud do was tell edd i cant move my hands! so edd massaged my arms until i got my bloody blood back in them.. but he was irritating lah i cant answer him he kept asking.&lt;br /&gt;he sed if i were to drop on the floor, he'd carry me out alone. lol.&lt;br /&gt;see dats why i love him. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, despite all that, i still went for comex. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;i felt better afterwards mah. just numbness on my hands.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i'll kill myself if i cant feel/move my hands anymore forever. its so sad, i want to feel holding edd's hands n face, n to lose those feelings is the end sia..&lt;br /&gt;ish Ya Allah, jauhkan lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyways, im happy that my room paint is done. i love my boyfren, he did most of it. he cant stop sneezing cos under my bed there's a whole new world there.&lt;br /&gt;im left with the murals on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;mum told me to do a freehand, but i got no confident. i dun like my old designs on the walls oredy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more days~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1802679380449313971?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1802679380449313971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1802679380449313971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1802679380449313971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1802679380449313971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-was-supposed-to-blog-this-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-9040776671802490099</id><published>2009-09-11T09:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:02:58.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i planned to blog today lor.&lt;br /&gt;today marks the 8th year of the 9/11 in US.&lt;br /&gt;do i really care about USA? &lt;strong&gt;NOT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i only care about the muslims dat died on dat fateful day in the works of another dumb muslim who thinks terrorism is the way to heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH MY GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i list down the stuffs i havent done despite hari raya arriving in just 9 days?&lt;br /&gt;- hari raya outfits&lt;br /&gt;- paint my room&lt;br /&gt;- dye my hair roots&lt;br /&gt;- improve my skin condition&lt;br /&gt;- mani/pedicure&lt;br /&gt;- iftar with frens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so dead. its gona be my looknotsonice raya ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love my last year, i look so pretty with long hair. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, im still gona try to make it. in 9 days. all that be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is my morny shift, so ima run around the world (exagerated), to get things done.&lt;br /&gt;i havent had the time lah.. i've been opting to do overtime so i can earn extra cash..&lt;br /&gt;i need to save up for lotsa things now. i have a year-end resolution. things i want to achieve by the end of 2009. i'll list it down when im very sure i can get it done.&lt;br /&gt;it includes REGISTERING MYSELF FOR CLASS 2B.&lt;br /&gt;HELL YEAH BIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd allowed me, mum encouraged me. im the happiest girl in the world.&lt;br /&gt;thing is, im not confident that i can manoeuvre a bike. lol. yeah i ride bicycles like pro but learning to ride a bike...&lt;br /&gt;and i hate going to sumwhere with many pple to learn sumthing ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;when i was little, mum n dad sent me to nursery when i was only 4.&lt;br /&gt;i cried my hearts out n mum had to gimme candy n stay near the window. but i act strong lah infront of classmates, balek rumah melalak cam kene rebus.&lt;br /&gt;it happened dat way for kindergarten, my piano classes, madrasah, pri sch, n of cos not sec sch lah. but yeah i almost cried cos i dunnoe most pple. then in ITE i stuck behind zoul's backside all the way until i made enuff frens, i love zoul. n btw, im a piano class dropout. im a dropout at a tender age of 6. yes im cryptic about it. im telling you all i went for piano lesson. lol.&lt;br /&gt;well its better than being a poly dropout. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else i wanna blog about, oh yah yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;see, comex is here. we are geeks, so we sure wanna go rite.&lt;br /&gt;pple every year go baybeats, we go IT shows. like, its a must go.&lt;br /&gt;just like how baybeats is a must go for u all. &lt;em&gt;yeah we never attended baybeats dis year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yesterday, i took time off from work cos edd said he wanted to go comex. i got home, changed, straighten my hair, wear fake lashes, wear nice clothes. and i went to his house to wait for him to change n go out, but he said nak buka kat rumah. so fine, his mum cooked mee siam anyways.&lt;br /&gt;then after awhile he said, he dowan to go comex cos he's tired, but he'll acompany me to amkhub NTUC so i cud spend my vouchers. yes im upset, but its ok, he's tired n having a headache, at least he wanted to go help me finish my vouchers. and them lepas buka, he sed he got headache after playing games. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end, i have to layan him like baby. "u..i nak air i haus.." " nak ice cream.." "i nak makan, nak mee siam.."&lt;br /&gt;if he was vrean's size, i wud throw him out the window. i took timeoff, lost 50bux, wear nice2, in the end had to attend to my bedridden boyfren. my mum wont even dare doing that to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok, i love my boyfren.&lt;br /&gt;so i overdose myself on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_132047928606_717658606_2419942_3027709_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs240.snc1/8733_132039918606_717658606_2419899_7689123_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_132041258606_717658606_2419907_2318476_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 129px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_131989833606_717658606_2419513_2571682_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs220.snc1/8733_132015053606_717658606_2419731_1461983_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm mintak kene rembat kan?&lt;br /&gt;i went home after tucking him in.. he sed he'll bring me out on saturday. talked to lynn on the phone. haha, lame u tak bergantong nan girlfren mcm gitu.&lt;br /&gt;and sunday i'll be going to johor again this time with edd's family.&lt;br /&gt;i went to ayer hitam to buy those bunga gubahan n hantarans deco last sunday, and otw back home, we saw this horrible accident claiming 2 lives, injuring 2 others. it was horrible, blood was everywhere. apparently, they died cos they were run over by those huge malaysian trucks. omg.. i saw the bloody helmet next to the partially covered severed head lah eh.. with blood trails like 5 metres on the road.. god..&lt;br /&gt;and then a few metres away, there was a white honda, stuck on the barrier, wait let me draw out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380042798064961250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SqnAa48PhuI/AAAAAAAAARE/uIAGVLEE41E/s320/acc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok that horrible drawing took me 15mins. yah so that white honda flew n flip n landed dat way on the barrier, mind that beyond that barrier was a huge slope down to the plantations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to draw the 2 dead bodies. it was so sad. mum read online that two of them are bestfrens. chinese guys..&lt;br /&gt;and i swear we tot we saw 4 dead bodies but mum sed an online article only stated 2; the motorist.&lt;br /&gt;the 2 more we saw was nearer to the cars, only covered halfway with black plastic bags. so maybe they are not dead but looked dead. urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray to god for protection n to put all these kemalangan away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im on a mission to get an advance pay. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;BLOG AGAIN SOON!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-9040776671802490099?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9040776671802490099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=9040776671802490099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9040776671802490099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9040776671802490099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-planned-to-blog-today-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SqnAa48PhuI/AAAAAAAAARE/uIAGVLEE41E/s72-c/acc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7156161987058677464</id><published>2009-09-04T19:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:44:38.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear my intestines just did the utmost painful thing ever that i let out a cold sweat. i have no idea wads going on in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;godd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally decided to blog properly lor. anyways, dawn yang attempted to kenakan xiaxue sia cos of her chin. grr.. stupid girl, sure kena pijak2 by xiaxue lor. that was wad happened.&lt;br /&gt;her 'ignorance is mature' way of ending a catfight (which was started by her) is making her look even more stupider cos xiaxue is a bitch, that no one can bring down except for mike.&lt;br /&gt;how can she call xiaxue sour midget plasticnose? i mean, mirror? or, try harder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bodo woman exist everywhere in every race in every age.&lt;br /&gt;no i havent invalidate my fast. its my honest opinion which is not backbiting anyone in anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now back to me. this HSBC guy kept calling me today n msging me to confirm a meetup. it started out with me filling up a survey, which was done to brush him off my sight, cos he was so susah! so after i filled up that easy survey, he ask for my number n email. which was okay, since it was a bank.&lt;br /&gt;yeah2 my mistake, but i WAS interested in opening an account n saving my money in that bank.&lt;br /&gt;so, i've met him twice and found out i need to hand him the money once he has matched a plan with my survey. so told him i am not gonna touch any money i have now for the saving plans he suggested to me. becos i told him im using it for my engagement n hari raya. and i've told him im gona be busy this whole mth cos im working my ass off with overtime and stuffs. but nooo he dun understand.. kept calling.. im gona ignore until he gets the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when you've showed me a plan, and gave a trusting explaination that made me agree to take up that plan, n then after i've checked n reconfirmed every single thing you sed n signed up for it, it turns out i have to do more that wad was sed. i mean, its different when it comes to say, relationships n stuff, which always turns out different than promised.&lt;br /&gt;this is my money, and as long as have not shed a drop of blood on it, i can walk off as n when i like it. and no one can judge me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy, i still think he wants more than just having me over lunch signing up to his plans, the last time we met, after the meeting was over, he asked me if im free to join him for a drink; the reason why i dun find it necessary to meetup with him the whole time i sat looking at him explaining all the stupid plans!! i can just walk in to the bank and have one done!&lt;br /&gt;X OK? xxxxxx muke kau.&lt;br /&gt;yeah2, u all will say its just a nice gesture. my ass.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnyer, aku berpuasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going over to edd's house after work today. yesterday he needed my help to fill in the blank parts of his resume while he played xbox with ben. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;wad are gf for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want ramly buger.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7156161987058677464?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7156161987058677464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7156161987058677464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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color2="0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=" feature="player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAWN YANG'S FACE SCARES ME.&lt;br /&gt;means wadever dawn yang pics xiaxue posted in her tweets were not editted to look bad. her face is just badly fat. she stuffed so many plastics inside her cheeks i think.&lt;br /&gt;omg all this while i tot her plastic surgery were pretty..&lt;br /&gt;omg no wonder only old man wants her..&lt;br /&gt;omg...&lt;br /&gt;poor thing..&lt;br /&gt;fyi, im always on xiaxue's side but i just think that this plastic girl's plastic surgery was well done but nooo.... nooo...&lt;br /&gt;she's gona be the next jocelyn wildenstein..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/02_04/JocelynBIG2502_468x707.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 349px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2008/02_04/JocelynBIG2502_468x707.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOO...&lt;br /&gt;omg im gona have nitemares..&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the time, where i thank god many times for giving me a face that is pleasant to look at even though its not the prettiest and have its flaws.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YA ALLAH, SYUKUR ALHAMDULILLAH..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-8541519524253373156?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8541519524253373156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=8541519524253373156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8541519524253373156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8541519524253373156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/09/dawn-yangs-face-scare-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7702093763123200653</id><published>2009-08-31T17:00:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T18:00:24.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr. blogger. im supposed to blog this on a saturday but i missed two days cos i cant post.&lt;br /&gt;its a saturday at work dat day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great time with my baby dat nite. tho he's like on his pms mode lidat lor. he'll have this&lt;br /&gt;(-_-) sian face stuck on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe.. he's tired from work, so i left him alone. cos i noe he'll cuddle up to me in the end. cos only i noe the way thru his heart. &lt;3 =D&lt;br /&gt;but im very irritating most of the time cos i want things my way too. -.- cos, initially he wasnt supposed to be at work. he went to the poly in the morny, n was on the phone with me all the way planning out our date. after dat, we hung up, he went to the doctor, n i did my work. i called him again few minutes later n he told me he cudnt get an mc. errrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he went to work. n i got very sad. so we plan to meet up after he came back from work, which was at 5.30pm. AND since i finish work at 2.30pm, i sebok2 invite myself to meet man n min at vivo. weee. i miss them. they were planless and so was i so ape lagi selit ah.&lt;br /&gt;we walked around, i bought a shoe AGAIN, blanja min manicure while i did pedicure cos i wanted to wear the shoe i bought. a platform peeptoe lah. i like mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went off at ard 4plus. THEN. met edd at his house cos my baby is very manja like dat. if i never meet him at home the sulkier her gets. THEN brought him to sakura for dinner. he malu buffet2 ni sume, nak membontot je. I LIKE. the food wasnt the best but he finished most of it lah. AND THEN i introduced him to my favouritest dessert there. THE CHOCOLATE MOCHI. hahahahaha. edd gulped a plateful of it lah eh. told me to take another plate of it.&lt;br /&gt;its the nicest thing we ever tasted. im glad edd liked it.&lt;br /&gt;but wasted cos he cudnt eat much for buka. neither cud i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN, &lt;em&gt;so many and then,&lt;/em&gt; we cabbed to cineleisure cos we didnt want to be late for our movie. and we watched District 9.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY BOYFREN.&lt;br /&gt;he didnt tell me wad movie we were watching again lor. then after i found out, he sed, "abeh u cakap nak tgk crite seram, so i book district 9 lah.."&lt;br /&gt;he actualli took note what i wrote in my facebook status! that i wanted to watch a horror/action movie. omg. i didnt tink he will pay attention.&lt;br /&gt;he made me fall in love with him again. see, im so simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ps: the movie was my money actuali. wakaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie went home n my baby thanked me for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;my saturday went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my sunday.&lt;br /&gt;sunday morny was spent sitting lazying around at home with my mader.&lt;br /&gt;she n her facebook. and then she sed my lil bro psp got spoilt so she sent us to edd's house and we rest there for awhile before joining edd's mum n sis to the mak andam's house to choose her wedding outfit n to ask for my engagement's service.&lt;br /&gt;so we left edd at home after dat cos he had to wait for a customer to mod an xbox set.&lt;br /&gt;once we reached the mak andam house, i was awed by the amount of outfit she had! LIKE WHOA SO FAIRYTALE PRINCESS QUEEN.&lt;br /&gt;so many dresses, like shop like dat.&lt;br /&gt;i've set my eyes on a dress n my mum liked it too. ngah didnt want that dress, SO APE LAGI KAN GRAB AH. waakaka. and then edd arrived and they showed him the dress i chose. ACTUALI I DOWAN TO TELL HIM WAD I CHOSE LOR. but then dah nampak so tkpe, at least he didnt see it on me.&lt;br /&gt;and then ngah finished her choosing of dresses, ISH 7 PASANG YOU.&lt;br /&gt;so mum went home cos my cranky old dad make noise. i dun understand why he did dat, she teman her daughter choose mak andam, he make noise? sumtimes i really wish my mum HAD a boyfren so dat my dad wun make noise for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i followed edd n his family to buka at mummy's house. she cook the bestest food in the whole wide world. no wait, my mum's food is the 1st. she 2nd. my grandma 3rd. oh. mummy is edd's 1st sister mother in law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating to the brim, we went home. its nice to sleep on full tummy.&lt;br /&gt;so dats my sunday. it went soooo well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today. im at work. bleargh.&lt;br /&gt;accompanied edd to the poly n he didnt get mc, fuck the pple there.&lt;br /&gt;my bf really got gastric dowan give mc.&lt;br /&gt;i hope it will happen to their family members one day.&lt;br /&gt;so edd went to work eventually, n the stupid encik wanted to charge him for the last friday's mc. FUCK HIM TOO. i hope it will happen to his son or daughter. make pple life's difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you noe wad. i need pictures man. i wish i can upload pictures like i used to last time where blogger wasnt a bitch yet. stupid blogger. i love you so pls recover from your stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;wad, u suffering from alzhiemer izit? so old forget how to upload pictures oredy.&lt;br /&gt;stupid blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye i wanna work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7702093763123200653?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7702093763123200653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7702093763123200653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7702093763123200653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7702093763123200653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/grrr_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6943814908676708482</id><published>2009-08-27T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T13:21:15.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its sooo coldddd~&lt;br /&gt;brrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LYNN! WE GOT SAME STORY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was in soooo much pain i had to go home early from work.&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe, it was the 3rd day of menses yet the cramp was unbearable. i cudnt walk, breathe, or sit up strate. my colleague even made me a warm ginger drink n told me my face was different. i cud see stars n she told me to go home. i only got half an hour more but i really canot take it n was already crying in the toilet so i packed my bag n went home with mum by my side all the way till i got a cab. it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;i tot i was gona die. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so got home, SLEPT.&lt;br /&gt;edd's mum called me and told me she cooked mee siam n ask me if i was gona 'break my fast' there, BUT I WAS IN PAIN. but at the same time i felt bad cos the other day, she told me mee siam was her specialty, n taught me all the ingredients for mee siam, and she cooked it yesterday! so i finished my sleep, 'buka' at my house, and save up the rest of my energy to go to edd's house n eat her mee siam. nice2!!&lt;br /&gt;after dat, watched 'Da Vinci Code' with edd, n tucked him to sleep after dat.&lt;br /&gt;he's like so cute lor, will suddenly like cuddle2 mcm baby tuek under my armpit.&lt;br /&gt;i've been tucking him to sleep for days now. wonder wad will happen to him eh kalau i mampos?&lt;br /&gt;k mepek.&lt;br /&gt;eh seriously, i really tot i was gona die from my menses cramp yesterday. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;but im very much alive today hor. syukur alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo, i took some money from edd's wallet, &lt;em&gt;heh&lt;/em&gt;, then took a cab home. tried to sleep but cant.&lt;br /&gt;my womb felt like its coming out of my body. woke up to 'sahur' but wad was left for me was fried fishcake, so i ate some n continued sleeping. cudnt wake up until edd called me.&lt;br /&gt;sayang my boyfren. and sayang my mader cos she's been paying for the cab to work for the whole week.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. oh i woke up with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;bloody &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I FEEL MUCH BETTER NOW.&lt;br /&gt;IM LIKE SO HAPPY WITH MY PAYSLIP LOR.&lt;br /&gt;its raining n everything n i cant wait to go home n sleep.&lt;br /&gt;tomoro I'M gona bring edd out for dinner. terbalek lah skejap, asek dier je ajak.&lt;br /&gt;he's going out with his 'gengjahats' later.&lt;br /&gt;OUH, i have 150bux ntuc voucher from work.&lt;br /&gt;i love my workplace asek dpt voucher je! AMKHUB HERE I COME. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my life.&lt;br /&gt;and i THANK GOD for every moment of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6943814908676708482?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6943814908676708482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6943814908676708482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6943814908676708482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6943814908676708482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-sooo-coldddd-brrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7138762191115281438</id><published>2009-08-25T12:16:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T12:44:26.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST HEAR ME WHINE! BLAME MY HORMONES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO ANGRY AT NO ONE IN PARTICULAR TODAY AND IT FEELS FUCKING WEIRD N PSYCHOTIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like tearing up all the papers in sight now. and no, no one even made me angry lor. i've been controlling my emotions from just now. i can talk normally n laugh at pple's joke BUT I STILL FEEL VERY ANGRY! i hate this menses SO MUCH! this is by far the most emotional menses i ever got. i hate to whine emotionally in my blog becos my blog is a place to show how to bring out the best in life yet this fucking menses MADE ME BREAK THE RULE! the feeling is like me going to clubs becos the menses told me to! its very wrong! its a taboo! NO I'VE NEVER CLUB N IM PROUD OF IT! URGH!! HOW CAN I SUDDENLY FEEL LIKE SCREAMING AND CRYING when i dun even feel angry or sad? everything is so perfect n this menses had to ruin it!&lt;br /&gt;GAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. got come out news before anot, that a girl got so emotionally down becos of the hormones n unstable mood swing caused by menses that she killed herself? got anot?&lt;br /&gt;IMMA SEARCH IT IN GOOGLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gawd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine, the better things in life:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, edd told me to accompany his mum who was alone at home to break our fast, but i wasnt fasting lor. i mean i was but the fucking menses ruin it! okok, so i bought sum dishes and brought it to his house. edd was supposed to be back at 7pm but he came back earlier eventually. baru nak bonding2 together2 nan mak dier. hahaaha. mcm lah tk pernah bonding..&lt;br /&gt;so last2 kite berbuke bertige. makan byk2.&lt;br /&gt;and then we watched miss universe, OMG ONE OF THEM LOOK LIKE BROOKE SHIELDS LAH EH. sweden i think. n miss kosovo was my favourite since i saw her in rachel kum's blog. shes the sex i dun care wad u all want to say. sadly, she's as dumb as a door. i had to hug edd's leg as i listen to her answering her question. edd was laughing so hard at me. i shud laugh at him lor, his favourite tak masok top three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we watched 'THE LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT'.&lt;br /&gt;yes2.. IN BLU RAY QUALITY sumore. I LOVE IT SO MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;the movie shows that when the good becomes bad, THINGS ARE DONE MUCH MORE WORSE THAN WAD THE BAD ARE CAPABLE OF.. bodo peh bad guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh! you see lah! now i am angry again!! omg when will this mood swings end??!!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM GONA WAIT FOR MY EDD TO FINISH WORK TO BUKA AT KFC!! I WANT LOADS OF CHICKEN!!! AND NO I AM NOT FASTING BUT I HAVENT ATE OR DRANK ANYTHING YET!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7138762191115281438?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7138762191115281438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7138762191115281438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7138762191115281438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7138762191115281438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/just-hear-me-whine-blame-my-hormones-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3006767826507934538</id><published>2009-08-24T12:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T13:37:32.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*FASTING READERS DISCRETION ADVISED (gi mengucap byk2)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i want to die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS AIMING FOR A FULL MONTH OF FASTING AND MY STUPID FUCKING MENSES HAD TO COME TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u noe, it was supposed to come at this date range, &lt;strong&gt;LAST MONTH&lt;/strong&gt;??!&lt;br /&gt;like it purposely hold itself in FOR A WHOLE FUCKING MONTH so dat it wud come on a ramadhan!!&lt;br /&gt;how fucked up can it be? it has a life of its own! i was just telling edd to complete this year's fasting month cos we're already 21, time to change old habits~, BUT LOOK AT ME!!&lt;br /&gt;nnn we were oredy planning to buka outside today n now it can go and die! i mean i can tahan the foods and everything lah but the mood is not there anymore!&lt;br /&gt;7 days!! i have to repay 7 days (maybe more)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaaaaaarrrrrrgGGHHHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel great fasting for two days. like at least it spared me my 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;i went to johor yesterday to survey stuffs for the event.&lt;br /&gt;n my mader thinks i am a very rich woman. shes not the typical traditional mader lah hor. bunga telor here, bunga telor there. suddenly suggested i get those things.&lt;br /&gt;like WTF? do u noe how much it cost?&lt;br /&gt;but its ok. i am lucky i have the money for it.&lt;br /&gt;but stil, i rather put the money on my hair than those stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;im a hair person n my hair is the shittiest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. when i was in johor, with mas, hani, my mum, lala n lydia, we had to take 2 cabs to jusco.&lt;br /&gt;each cost us RM16. its over the top cos it only cost RM9.80 on the meter, but hey, at least we get there in one piece.&lt;br /&gt;so after much shopping done, we had to head back to JB Sentral. so we looked for 2 cabs but they insisted they can fit us in this 7 seater NEW N IMPROVED METERED cab.&lt;br /&gt;so we tot like, hey, wth, metered. cheaper. save cost.&lt;br /&gt;BUT WE ARE FUCKING WRONG BAYBEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN SINGAPORE, WAIT LET ME OFF MY CAPS FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;so, in singapore, taxi's meter will increase 10cents every 45secs. 10cents or 20cents. correct me if im wrong lor but i believe its 10cents rite? yah ok.&lt;br /&gt;but in the bribery city of malaysia, the legal lawful way is dat, it increase 20cents every 20secs.&lt;br /&gt;ok. 20fucking seconds. but thats ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. upon entering that fucking cab, the meter was set at RM6. uhuh ok. and then this fucking taxi driver, drove us all the way from jusco, to about 500meters to a pertol station to fill is CNG tank. so me being the calculativiest among my family, counted the minutes by cents. so we spent RM2.60 from jusco to petrol to sumwhere at main road. yes. the meter is now RM11.20 and we are ONLY at the main road's traffic light where i can still see jusco. nope, it did not increase every 20secs BUT EVERY 15SECS. YES, NURWATY YAZID COUNTED IT. you malaysians cab drivers are corrupted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN. this fucking taxi driver, drove us a whole lot of fucking little lorong his fucking mind cud think of. AS IF MAK AKU TAKTAU ROAD MALAYSIA LAH BUTO. even a blind man can noe he's cheating our pockets in this holy month of ramadhan. becos for every left turn he made on traffic lights, HE WILL SURE HAVE A RIGHT TURN. like, turn left, turn left, turn right, turn right, same building on opposite road. turn right, turn right, turn right again, same road name infront.&lt;br /&gt;how stupid does he think SINGAPOREAN educated women are? does he noe how fucking much we are earning compared to him?&lt;br /&gt;so. since EVERYONE tgh puasa. EVERYONE shut up. until my mum cudnt take it any longer, and the meter was already RM40. she shouted (mind dat she's at the front seat next to him), "eh?! AWAK PUSING SANE PUSING SINI TAPI TAK SAMPAI2 DARI TADI! SAYA NAEK 2 TEKSI LAGI MURAH DARI NI METER LAH!! awak ingat saye taktau road? tadi boleh jalan teros awak puseng!!"&lt;br /&gt;and then he was shaken. with shaky voice he sed, "takder, saye jalan sini jimat sket, jalan biasa jam, air berkumpul hek hok hek hok." i mean, dat was wad i heard he sed lah cosi was so angry.&lt;br /&gt;so i sed, "TAXI TADI JALAN MAIN ROAD LEPAS CARREFOUR NAEK BUKIT BARU 16 RINGGET, DIER CAKAP TURON BUKIT LAGI MURAH 13 RINGGET JE!"&lt;br /&gt;and then hani sounded, "AWAK KLUAR JALAN MAIN ROAD SKARANG!!"&lt;br /&gt;you, noe he's so stupid, we are 6 hungry women and he made us angry.&lt;br /&gt;and then he sed, "saye tau lah road ni, saye yg keje, saye tau."&lt;br /&gt;OH. NI PART SEMUA DIAM. nak tau kenape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos in 5 mins, cepat pulak dier sampai jb sentral. mcm dekat nah gitu lepas kene sound. memang dekat pon. we made him stop outside jb sentral, n we got out. and mum decided not to pay. we stood outside n expressed our angry loudly for him to hear. in the end, the price was brought down to a total of two cabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;padan muke kau setan. hari mulia bulan mulia, kau tipu org. dah lah nak langgar lorry minyak time kau angkat telipon bimbit kau.&lt;br /&gt;REZEKI KAU TAKKAN MASOK UNTOK SUAP ANAK BINIK KAU MAKAN KALAU KAU SAMBONG PRANGAI KAFIR CENGGINI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ye tuan2 dan puan. AFTER ALL THAT HAPPENED, i fell inside a drain.&lt;br /&gt;becos u noe, time bulan puasa nie, tkbleh lah nak maki2 marah2 org, so there was this stupid lady standing by the roadside asking the cabs for wad lah. my mum n sis walked pass her, and she acted like nobody is walking, macam tuh tempat mak dier, agaknyer memang tempat mak dier lah tuh kan? so orang yg nak kene elak2. and then it was my turn to walk n she stupidly open the cab door. MCM BODO PER KAU SUNDS?&lt;br /&gt;i was behind her n she stil can move behind. my heels da lah mcm 6 inches gitu, balancing on a 4inches wide curb n she can still move herself backwards pushing me n so i fell into the drain. HORRIBLY, UGLILY. i even tot i broke my leg cos i cudnt get up. n my my.. she can just look. LOOK. dat stupid woman just looked at me. i was damned pissed. if i fall n its my fault, i will always admit, BUT THIS IS NOT MY FAULT. and then i had to hold my anger mah, so i didnt even look at her fucked face, cos seriouly, i wud fuck the hell out her fucked face. n mum asked me, "apesal jatoh?"&lt;br /&gt;and it sounded stupid at that point so i sed, "bleh tanyer plak.."&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to rush back to singapore to clarke quay to the jamming place. god. wad a day.&lt;br /&gt;i managed to puasa for a full COBAAN day!&lt;br /&gt;ziela joined us breaking fast at my larling edd's house cos its his dad's belated bday celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is the day i let my anger out.&lt;br /&gt;AMEK KAU SETAN. DAH DUA HARI AKU TAHAN KORANG TENYEH2 MUKE AKU..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3006767826507934538?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3006767826507934538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3006767826507934538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3006767826507934538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3006767826507934538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/fasting-readers-discretion-advised-gi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6149336504822187014</id><published>2009-08-21T11:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T12:14:40.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you seen me in long hair?&lt;br /&gt;have rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ima put it here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/her%20pampering%20session/DSC00036.jpg?t=1250825826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/her%20pampering%20session/DSC00052.jpg?t=1250825786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/holiday/DSC05223-1.jpg?t=1250825944" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/her%20pampering%20session/DSC00074.jpg?t=1250825731" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRETTY RITE?&lt;br /&gt;but my darling edd said no becos he told me it will damage my hair n he wants me to grow my own long hair.&lt;br /&gt;thing is, i am not good at growing. everything about growing means not me.&lt;br /&gt;and hari raya means mustspendatleast300buxonhair for me. so now i dunoe wad to do to my hair.&lt;br /&gt;rebond n colour?&lt;br /&gt;rebond n cut.&lt;br /&gt;perm n colour.&lt;br /&gt;rebond.&lt;br /&gt;but strate is like so boring now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iz ok. i'll still jaga my thick black thick stubborn wavy mane until its long enoff to be permed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wanna go for my lunch now. i think i wanna go cosway point to walk around. k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6149336504822187014?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6149336504822187014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6149336504822187014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6149336504822187014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6149336504822187014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/have-you-seen-me-in-long-hair-have-rite.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2091981549750445821</id><published>2009-08-20T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T12:14:04.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for this week, i only met my baby once.&lt;br /&gt;ONCE.&lt;br /&gt;its already thursday n its only once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but iz ok. teringat zaman2 sec sch, msg2 kol2 je. ish.&lt;br /&gt;ape nak buat. busy.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna meet him tomoro tho.&lt;br /&gt;i noe today i sure dowan to meet him cos i'll b too tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i forgot, this morny he called me about my tupperware that i left in his room.&lt;br /&gt;dat tupperware was the leftovers of sum packed food that i brought on MONDAY to work.&lt;br /&gt;then, on MONDAY nite, i forgot to bring it home n it was left in the office la. so i brought it home on TUESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;then TUESDAY i went to edd's place rite? so i forgot to bring it home n its in a paperbag in edd's room. WEDNESDAY i didnt meet him. and its THURSDAY now.&lt;br /&gt;so he called me this morny and sed, "eh you, your tupperware tuh yg dah berlendih ke hape lah i tanak pegang eh. gi amek eh." wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;but today i dun think i can meet him so nampak2nyer FRIDAY je lah kan?&lt;br /&gt;ewwww omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaand saturday da posa. da posa nak kat raye!! weee.&lt;br /&gt;why at this age, shud i be hyped up about raya? its not like im getting duit raya.&lt;br /&gt;infact i have to GIVE! omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;im gona enjoy the foods these last few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 340px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 248px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_120236779210_536594210_2523505_7184462_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_120236789210_536594210_2523506_3258329_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 339px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_120236709210_536594210_2523493_5511733_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 346px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 459px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_120236704210_536594210_2523492_46654_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DO NOT DISTURB A FEEDING BITCH. SHE MITE WANT TO EAT YOU NEXT LOR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2091981549750445821?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2091981549750445821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2091981549750445821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2091981549750445821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2091981549750445821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-this-week-i-only-met-my-baby-once.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5538012899831817646</id><published>2009-08-19T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T14:37:34.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so pissed off with his encik for finding fault with him lor.&lt;br /&gt;he cudnt find anything else to charge my darling edd with, so he said,&lt;br /&gt;"saya tkbleh charge awak pasal hospital ni, saya carik benda laen untok charge awak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck you lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, edd kept on being on mc for the past few weeks. but he did every single thing by the rule.&lt;br /&gt;since he was restricted to only go to CCK polyclinic n hospitals, he did exactly that.&lt;br /&gt;and he visited the polyclinics n hospitalS at the given time range by them. he endorsed each MCs accordingly within  a certain period of time that was given to submit.&lt;br /&gt;SO ENCIK NI MATA MERAH LAH KAN NAK CARIK PASAL, AND SED MY DARLING BF NEVER ENDORSED AN MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prangai sundal ni jantan. cuba try siket kau masok db 40hari time raya puasa tgk kau suke ke tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls eh. i want him to ORD exactly 2mths from today's date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now. i am so tired at work cos last nite i went over to edd's even tho i finish work late.&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnyer cinta itu tidak mengenang lesu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home by cab n was on the phone all the way with edd. i saw that shadows2 dekat tingkap sang pocong tuh lagi but was too tired to be scared. like, "hoh. shadow.." mataku gatal memandang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr.. im on full shift today. for one whole week. for twice a month. for 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;iz ok. pay bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k thanx bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5538012899831817646?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5538012899831817646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5538012899831817646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5538012899831817646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5538012899831817646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/grrr.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6308285071963890007</id><published>2009-08-18T19:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T19:27:33.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok lah since susah sangat nak paham kan..&lt;br /&gt;my point is very strate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WHICH NONSENSE GUY WUD YOU RATHER LAYAN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you choose P n roll eyes at O, then gaawwd, you are one dirty lalat that is attracted to shit no matter how filthy it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you choose O n roll eyes at P, then ok, pple will see you like one friendly girl who CANOT CARRY A JOKE.&lt;br /&gt;box.&lt;br /&gt;kotak.&lt;br /&gt;takbleh kene sket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way, u will still be labeled.&lt;br /&gt;but still, wad i wud rather do is to just layan O since he doesnt talk much, plus he's friendly n he doesnt do anything else other than staring at you to get your attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the problem that pisses me off is dat, i have a fren with that attitude.&lt;br /&gt;in my point of view, O is not what she said he is. but she will keep on rattling about how irritating he is when he looks at her, how rugged he looks with long hair, how smelly he is even tho u cant really smell anything n how she will throw faces when he asks her those decent questions. WHILE ON THE OTHER HAND, she can tolerate P being a flirty 'joker' with wife n 2 kids becos why? becos of a higher standard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY GAWWDDD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wad if the 'joke', said by him infront of a bunch of his old aged uncle colleagues, includes him saying, "eh? you lupe ke tadi pagi i bangon, mandi, siap nak gi keje?",&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHEN ALL THAT YOU ASKED HIM WAS, "eh? you work today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULU ROMA AKU TERNAIK LAH K??&lt;br /&gt;i wud frown so hard, my shit will comeout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6308285071963890007?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6308285071963890007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6308285071963890007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6308285071963890007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6308285071963890007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-lah-since-susah-sangat-nak-paham-kan.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7216151836711126149</id><published>2009-08-18T10:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T11:09:40.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok i need to explain a scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;given a situation, say, u noe this man, his name is P, for like 2 yrs.&lt;br /&gt;he is married with 2 kids. works at the same place as u.&lt;br /&gt;have a high position in his name. he's very cheeky n likes making dirty jokes.&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes, he'll offer you a ride home in his car, ask you out for dinner, and email u kinky stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, you're being open n he's a 'joker' anyway, so u CLAIM u wudnt get offended. uhuh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, theres this another man, he's just a small wage worker, working at the same place u are working. u dun noe his name but lets just call him O, u dun noe his age, u dun even noe if he's married. the only time you see him is when u come to work every morny and he'll stare at you until u look at him and then he will smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so one fine day, during lunchtime, u saw P, and he ask you out for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;you smile and say, "oh sorry lah.. nak kuar nan kawan.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then u saw O, and he smile and ask, "makan?"&lt;br /&gt;and then u got irritated and u started frowning n telling ur frens that man is irritating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAD WUD YOUR FRENS THINK OF YOU GIVEN THAT THEY KNOW THE WHOLE SITUATION??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7216151836711126149?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7216151836711126149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7216151836711126149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7216151836711126149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7216151836711126149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/ok-i-need-to-explain-scenario.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6744749326113390591</id><published>2009-08-16T16:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T16:59:12.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg i want to blog but then blogger.. .tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I SHUD STILL BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;two nights ago, edd n i met my frens, diy, didi, fiza, fir, n man.&lt;br /&gt;it was a marina n we watched, BRUNO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it gives me nitemares. that guy shud be shot dead. he's sick, crap, shit, fuck, shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg pls watch if u'r 21. its R21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we had no plans after that so we went home.&lt;br /&gt;yerp. BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then yesterday, edd's sister had her flea market going and i had to help out.&lt;br /&gt;well im supposed to goreng2 foods to eat but bibik sed she's too free so she wud do it.&lt;br /&gt;lol. like my maid last time, too free until she had to look for stuffs to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wad too tired lah cos i slept at 3am the nite before. so my uncle had to fetch me home.&lt;br /&gt;oh, he's monchichi's dad, he was taking monchichi home too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok hie. im bored. today got date with boyfren, to sim lim, the world greatest shopping center.&lt;br /&gt;thing is. im broke.&lt;br /&gt;im dead broke cos my money. is. all. used. up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cold feet. frens sed im having cold feet.&lt;br /&gt;tell me bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs132.snc1/5656_118512753606_717658606_2250900_6755634_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6744749326113390591?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6744749326113390591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6744749326113390591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6744749326113390591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6744749326113390591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg-i-want-to-blog-but-then-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5218614717664140996</id><published>2009-08-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T21:28:52.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"i can say dayah is much more pretty she is damn gorgeous unlike you behave like one mother fucker slut..nonok confirm bau bab tu your bf yg muke pecah gilerr tu nak main think twice"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betol2... nonok aku bau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;bau wangi.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and betol3 if my bf nak maen i, he kene think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PASAL ASAL MAEN JE CONFIRM MAEN DUA ROUND EH.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh? how can slut fuck a mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH GO COLLECT YOUR FREE BRA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5218614717664140996?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5218614717664140996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5218614717664140996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5218614717664140996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5218614717664140996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-can-say-dayah-is-much-more-pretty-she.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3154547970019186471</id><published>2009-08-13T15:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T18:09:53.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAIZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang aku kutok is laen org, tapi laen org plak yg terase lepas tuh dier proceed with kutok mengutok n making herself look soooooooo stupid.&lt;br /&gt;so passerby yg baek, i wud love to post the pic up, but i cant becos i noe this is not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kesian kan org yg terase tuh? kesian.. tu je yg aku leh ckp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BOYFREN SAYS IM PRETTY, YOUR BOYFREN TOLD ME YOU'RE NOT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gaaaah i noe im too late but the movie Obsessed starring Beyonce is effing fierce lah!!&lt;br /&gt;wah! i want her husband can?&lt;br /&gt;i wud kill the homewrecker slut too if i was Beyonce. really wreck her home sia until ceiling all come down.. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this coming saturday, edd's sister gona have a FLEA MARKET AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;pls comedown to view loveyourlook's collection, invites are sent via facebook, if u all want details pls email me~&lt;br /&gt;kaum puak aku sume telah di calling2 suro dtg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo. nina msged me and told me she saw a fat version of me n that she now knows how i'll look like if im a fatty.&lt;br /&gt;the first thing i replied her was, "CB KAO! lawa?"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. oh nina sed she got a sweet face for a fat girl.&lt;br /&gt;SEE. IF IM FAT I'LL STILL LOOK PRETTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;accept the fact bitch dat aku nie tak burok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesnt work.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK TILL THEN!!&lt;br /&gt;i love you bf dun worry u'r still my handsome boyfren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;OH YAH I FORGOT TO MENTION.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'OBSESSED' IS ALMOST LIKE THE 1993 MOVIE 'THE CRUSH' starring alicia silverstone.. damn psycho sluts..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3154547970019186471?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3154547970019186471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3154547970019186471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3154547970019186471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3154547970019186471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6050134614538732834</id><published>2009-08-11T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T20:36:38.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>17TH. its on the 17th of oct.&lt;br /&gt;n mum is already showing me a few make up artist peh profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM, GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;WAD IS THAT YOU'RE WEARING?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IZIT A TRASHBAG??&lt;br /&gt;oh, its a cheap satin black tube bubble dress; &lt;em&gt;this fashion&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND, IS DAT CHEAP MAKE UP ON YOUR FACE?&lt;br /&gt;you see, if u decide to use cheap make up on ur face, pls, dun let it show the cheapness.&lt;br /&gt;OR AT THE FUCKING VERY LEAST, CHOOSE UR SKIN COLOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;give me attitude summore ah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;n u'll just see ur picture in that trashbag dress here.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU N GOODNITE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6050134614538732834?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6050134614538732834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6050134614538732834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6050134614538732834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6050134614538732834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/17th.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1528528929138206003</id><published>2009-08-10T16:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:44:32.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese015-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay hokay im a lazybug. i'd rather update facebook than my blog COS KAN BLOGGER KAN KEKADANG MEREPEK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wad have i been doing for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;I WENT TO SENTOSA AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with tasha, yom, fit, em, n my darling boyfren.&lt;br /&gt;janji jumpe kul 4pm pat yewtee. cukop time kul 5pm baru sampai.&lt;br /&gt;tapi tkpe, da biase buat org tunggu kan skarang kite lak kene..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reached vivo ard 6pm, aaand we had to wait for fit.&lt;br /&gt;FIT PUNYE LAMBAT LAGIK BEST EH KENGKAWANS.&lt;br /&gt;baru ingat nak suntan, last2 stakat moontan.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun. we bought booze for the night.&lt;br /&gt;the plan was to overnite, but tasha sayang nak kene balek cepat..&lt;br /&gt;so we, no, THEY drank. got tipsy and bbl2 lah mepek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt drink. i was paranoid with the smell. it reminds me of the horrible headache n fever that i caught in batam. so all i did to join them in giler2 was to be sleepy n tahan my eyes to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;natural intoxication. no chemicals needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiok dok. like cough medicine lidat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so em bought her beer n kacang, which i accidentally brought back home. mcm siak kan. so i msged her and all she sed was. "hahahaha bestnye."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apedah. not like i can touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tasha n yom made a move, we packed. em n fit wanted a laughing gas session, but my baby was tired so we headed back home instead. i slept the rest of the nite at his gajamming room next to the pearl.&lt;br /&gt;n i dreamt i played the drums with the rev. pape saje lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then woke up, watched AdventureLand with him, then got home..&lt;br /&gt;GOT HOME WATCHED NDP ON TEEVEE. like wow. im 21 n im watching ndp on teeve cos EACH YEAR IT GETS BORING.&lt;br /&gt;like gaaawddd im so tired of the crowd. so tired of seeing my money explode into fireworks.. so tired of being a singaporean that at 8.22pm 'The Pledge Moment"(wads with pledge moment sia.. something 'new'??)&lt;br /&gt;we took this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs132.snc1/5656_115147868606_717658606_2205247_1911482_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum is cooking lotsa food rite now.&lt;br /&gt;becos why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd's family coming over to &lt;em&gt;merisik&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;OK I JUST SCARE THE &lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt; OUT OF ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not like it never happened before &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(it happened twice y'know. i sed no on both occasion..-_-).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just that this time everyones gona agree.&lt;br /&gt;insyAllah everyone's gona plan on a date we're &lt;strong&gt;getting married&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;syukur alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;and i bet mum's gona ask for a big2 &lt;strong&gt;engagement partay&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i hope later everything will go smoothly, cos my DAD IS NOT AROUND. its better when his not around, i think. no, i KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;(dah puas lynn? wawa? diy?)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="316" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs149.snc1/5528_1212608037508_1297987152_594261_13381_n.jpg" width="384" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR MORE PICTURES OF SENTOSA OUTINGS, &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;PLEASE CLICK &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=32454&amp;amp;id=1297987152&amp;amp;ref=mf#/album.php?aid=32454&amp;amp;id=1297987152"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2023393&amp;amp;id=1200661169&amp;amp;ref=mf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1528528929138206003?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1528528929138206003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1528528929138206003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1528528929138206003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1528528929138206003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/hokay-hokay-im-lazybug.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6324780018629749344</id><published>2009-08-08T08:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T09:00:53.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is how i feel right now, or everytime i think about it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excitedhappynervousscareddelightedgladmirthfulterrifiedsatisfiedfrightenedanxious&lt;br /&gt;petrifiedcontentedpleasedblessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos instead of it happening on 15th aug. it's happening on the 10th!&lt;br /&gt;im not saying im not saying im not saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you baby.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6324780018629749344?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6324780018629749344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6324780018629749344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6324780018629749344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6324780018629749344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/this-is-how-i-feel-right-now-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1386363095541491779</id><published>2009-08-06T09:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:34:14.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everibadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd bought a drumset.&lt;br /&gt;no actually, i bought him a drumset.&lt;br /&gt;but only for awhile cos later when he pays me back, it's all his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not totally sane rite now becos the drum is noisy for a hdb flat. plus his 'GAJAMMING' room is not that soundproof.&lt;br /&gt;plus, he'll spend more time with his drumset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad is 'GAJAMMING'?&lt;br /&gt;'GAJAMMING' is a combination of two words, 'GAMING' n 'JAMMING'.&lt;br /&gt;he turned his GAMING room into a JAMMING ROOM too.&lt;br /&gt;and he got excessive amount of furniture to be place sumwhere else. i think his dad will settle that for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways.&lt;br /&gt;NAK TENGOK MUKE PSYCHO AKU NAMPAK LAKI AKU MAEN DRUM YANG BELONGS TO HIM?&lt;br /&gt;NI HAH:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 414px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs132.snc1/5656_113388683606_717658606_2182180_2177001_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 412px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs152.snc1/5656_113379873606_717658606_2182159_5125996_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE THAT SMILE?? THATS MY PSYCHO SMILE. BECOS I AM EXCITED PLUS TIRED PLUS ANGRY BECOS NOW I NOE THAT HE IS GOING TO BE 600BUX POORER WHICH MEANS..&lt;br /&gt;k nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS IS MY FAT LIPBALM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 425px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs132.snc1/5656_113390258606_717658606_2182182_4625835_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i know he is now humping his snare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;EDD!! I KNOW!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;BYE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1386363095541491779?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1386363095541491779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1386363095541491779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1386363095541491779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1386363095541491779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-everibadi.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-8621966851614977555</id><published>2009-08-05T12:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:29:51.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still love blogger no matter how many blogs i read complained about it.&lt;br /&gt;you all dun like you all lah move.&lt;br /&gt;so that blogger will have lesser pple, lesser traffic flow, faster server, thus frequent blogging from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but seriously eh blogger, kau peh bitchfit enuff eh. i cant even access my blog.&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant click this blog. wadever. as long as i manage to blog EVENTUALLY now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooo. yesterday. i hate my boyfren for 0.09sec.&lt;br /&gt;really. becos he like got pms lidat.&lt;br /&gt;if he was a girl, i wud call him a sundal.&lt;br /&gt;just like how he'll scold me sundal n i cant scold back equally becos i dunnoe wad to call a male version of it. i told u wad he's horrible. dats why i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;but only for that 0.09sec lah.&lt;br /&gt;im horrible too. but i love him for the rest of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to collect my IC at ICA. n i looked like the late Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;becos they editted my face to be so white that i lost my nose; there's only two holes visible.&lt;br /&gt;its the same picture as my passport, but i think my passport photo looked better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then edd brought me to beach road to eat mutton chops. i love the muttons.&lt;br /&gt;he ate chicken rice, and when he ask the abg for soup, the abg only smiled.&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;edd: abg, sop ade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;abgsengeh: *nods* *smile* *returns change*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;edd: SOP ADE TAK BANG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;abgsengeh: *smile*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe if he cant hear wad edd said or dat he was overpowered by edd's charm.&lt;br /&gt;so we burst into laughter for the next 2mins. fyi, no, we didnt get the soup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after eating we took the bus to bugis. ITS BEEN AGES.&lt;br /&gt;eh? da lame tak gi bugis. went strate to Iluma, n strate to the lipgloss cart.&lt;br /&gt;ni sume Sab nyer pasal. she bought a fat Emily the Strange lipbalm n blogged about it, n the other time i went there, there wasnt any available. so i bought a Skittles flavoured lipbalm.&lt;br /&gt;BUT YESTERDAY, GOT ALOT. of cos i strateaway bought the fat lipbalm.&lt;br /&gt;so yummy the apple smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we decided to try watching movies at Film Garde.&lt;br /&gt;it was The Hangover. damn hilarious. and i dun like the cinema dat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we took 960 to my house, standing throughout the expressway journey..&lt;br /&gt;ish. got home and vrean so cute. can see he likes edd more than he likes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, since my cousins have moved out. the room is now empty. it was supposed to be lydia n lala's room lah kan. BUT NOW ALL SCARED TO SLEEP THERE.&lt;br /&gt;you want to noe why?&lt;br /&gt;becos behind my block, got this stupid block. that block is where shahpundek lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sidetrack:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yah btw, remember his 'dreams' he wrote about achieving, n how he'll 'prove' to all of us that he's gona be better than us now that he is schooling in ITE, n how he kutok ali late dad in the grave??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;yah. he skipped school frequently, n is now working at pizzahut plus he's frens seem to have avoided his worldness. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;'dreams'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k back to my story.&lt;br /&gt;that block. level 3. got pocong jumping near the window at nite. its in a room of that house. n that house will leave the room's lights on for the rest of the night at times. and when u leave the lights on in a room at night n stand near the closed window, pple outside can see the silhouette.&lt;br /&gt;so this silhouette, complete with the toncet ontop of the head, jumps in an unhuman manner. k?&lt;br /&gt;yah yah. always pocong this, pocong that.&lt;br /&gt;come and see lor.&lt;br /&gt;if its ur luck, it will just stand there quietly near the window n it will let you absorb the awesomeness of seeing a ghost. like, ur heart will beat faster, and ur ears will go deaf2 n u will feel pressure here n there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becos, edd, lala, lydia, my lil bro, my uncle, my neighbour's maid, my 3 cousins, my aunty, my mum n me, HAD SEEN IT. it jumps.&lt;br /&gt;its like, &lt;strong&gt;AMEK AH KAU NAK TENGOK SANGAT KAN??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously believe thats the pocong i saw the other time. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah.&lt;br /&gt;malas nak blog pasal hantu skarang. my place is such a stupid place. its been vacant for awhile before they renovate the whole flat, making it into a Jumbo flat, still pple want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby darling edd is removing his stitches todaaay.&lt;br /&gt;and he still cant bite me kuat2 giler2. going over to his house later to help him with his room.&lt;br /&gt;its white now. not a favourite. i hope he's gona design the walls..&lt;br /&gt;k bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-8621966851614977555?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8621966851614977555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=8621966851614977555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8621966851614977555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8621966851614977555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-still-love-blogger-no-matter-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-9158167754106644480</id><published>2009-08-02T12:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T12:05:33.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg. this post was supposed to be posted ON SUNDAY,&lt;br /&gt;BUT I HAD TO POST IT TODAY(MONDAY) ONLY. &lt;br /&gt;BECOS BLOGGER IS HAVING &lt;strong&gt;HICCUPS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hating my blogskin day by day.&lt;br /&gt;i mean no lah, its nice. its ROMANTIC ok.&lt;br /&gt;cos edd created it. every single details down to the codes. &lt;br /&gt;see that 'edd-loves-waty' thingy above?? &lt;br /&gt;HE DID DAT. I DIDNT ASK HIM TO DO DAT. &lt;br /&gt;NOT LIKE SOME GIRLS WHO WRITE FOR THEIR BF BY THEMSELVES. UNDERSTAND ANOT?&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING DONE BY HIM.&lt;br /&gt;so all credits to him.&lt;br /&gt;but its old. like when was the last time i changed? last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sumtime this year, i tried updating the skin, changing stuffs, editting more nice looking pictures,&lt;br /&gt;but he disapproves it. he said he'll do a better version of mine soon.&lt;br /&gt;DARLING YOUR SOON IS VERY LONG DE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so i had a blast yesterday (sat) with old frens!&lt;br /&gt;there was a meetup plan for all the ite clans, but only the usuals made it.&lt;br /&gt;it was at sentosa. picnic initially, until we saw the waters.&lt;br /&gt;but we dun have bikini.&lt;br /&gt;so we eventually bought bikinis n towels n attacked the beach.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVENT SHAVE, so i opt for the shorts.&lt;br /&gt;which sux badly it keeps sliding down when i jumped out of the water, so i had to shove it up my ass for a better hold.&lt;br /&gt;all of us except for edd, swam, cos my baby was being the nicest man to sleep on the hammock n look after our bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;correct lor. how to look after the bags when sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe. i think he wasnt sleeping, he was wearing shades, looking at sum chicks i guess.&lt;br /&gt;cos before that, while walking at vivo, i saw a hot chinese girl, with spilling boobies, long legs long wavy hair, and i immediately tap2 him and asked him if he saw that hot girl. AND THEN HE SAID, "i tau, lagi2 i tgh pakai shades kan.."&lt;br /&gt;means, SHADES = CAN STARE GIRLS ALL HE WANT WITHOUT THEM KNOWING.&lt;br /&gt;so i sed, "HOW CAN YOU TELL YOUR GF LIDAT ONE?!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok back, so yeah, i swam here n there, i played ball with all of them in the water, n then i realised, that my butt is fucking heavy n i am not fit anymore. becos i tried running in the water chasing the ball while apek, min's bf, was chasing it too, n i felt like i just did the 2.4km. my whole leg got sore, n i was breathless. so apek got the ball 99.5% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;im an unhealthy bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are sum pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464234210_536594210_2405927_3451272_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; superstarkarat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464359210_536594210_2405947_7541570_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464349210_536594210_2405945_5375978_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464324210_536594210_2405940_872232_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464299210_536594210_2405936_5075434_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464309210_536594210_2405938_1082947_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464249210_536594210_2405930_33366_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464244210_536594210_2405929_6899779_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464664210_536594210_2405991_1052920_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464449210_536594210_2405959_8193125_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464629210_536594210_2405987_4241024_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464599210_536594210_2405982_4988127_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464559210_536594210_2405975_6075080_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464574210_536594210_2405978_3396597_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CAN YOU SEE MY FORCED 'PECS'??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464544210_536594210_2405973_5941368_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464499210_536594210_2405968_3912142_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464489210_536594210_2405966_2674979_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464424210_536594210_2405956_1660391_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464794210_536594210_2406013_1966483_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112464749210_536594210_2406007_5027501_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112464809210_536594210_2406015_220691_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs144.snc1/5360_112469409210_536594210_2406079_2215520_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;pple shud &lt;strong&gt;not &lt;/strong&gt;disturb me when im doing my make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then aeen brought us to mamam icecream at IceDreamLand. it was featured in that underaged-girl.blogspot.com before. also in nuffnang. sumtime last year i think.&lt;br /&gt;the place will 'fry' their icecreams with ur chosen toppings on a cold surface. i dunoe wad its call. but anyways, nice place with nice ice creams, if u noe wad to choose n mix lah. PEACH TEA KAYU JATI EH DIDI EH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112469599210_536594210_2406112_4599983_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112469694210_536594210_2406130_1675895_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs124.snc1/5360_112469814210_536594210_2406153_2399005_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok dah. got more pictures in my facebook. im soooo lazy to put here.&lt;br /&gt;my cousins had moved out on saturday too. i dunoe whether to feel happy or sad.&lt;br /&gt;like, YAY WE GOT OUR ONE ROOM BACK!! but then we'll miss them.&lt;br /&gt;fifi always pluck my armpit hairs. tatik will always crack the ice in the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;dotdot will always be shooed away by grandma from vrean the monchichi.&lt;br /&gt;boohoo.&lt;br /&gt;NVM. HARI RAYA WILL SOON BE HERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today (mon), i forgot to wake edd up for his appointment to remove the stitches on his gums. not say forgot. I DUNNOE WAD TIME HE'S SUPPOSED TO WAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;cos i remembered i saw it written 2pm or sumthing. wadever lah. my intention was NOT TO WAKE MY BABY UP IN THE MORNY. check2 ader appointment. &lt;br /&gt;da lambat org tuh, da binget.. i think he'll postphone it anyways. sape nak gi hospital pepagi bute. dorang pon tak betol. DOES EDD LOOK LIKE A MORNY PERSON??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANT WAIT FOR THIS WEEKEND!!&lt;br /&gt;K BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-9158167754106644480?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9158167754106644480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=9158167754106644480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9158167754106644480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9158167754106644480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/08/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2811271956543858077</id><published>2009-07-31T10:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T11:49:26.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blogger's being a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tools header cant be seen using mozilla.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;i have to wait for today to blog.&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, two days ago, i brought Vrean the Monchichi to edd's house.&lt;br /&gt;and he cried. with tears and all.&lt;br /&gt;like that lil man canot easily be cried. u noe wad i mean? like i can pinch n slap his tighs so hard and all he do is beat ur face n eat ur hair. maybe give a little "waaaaaargh!" but then thats it. or maybe when he wants milk he'll just give you this &lt;em&gt;iwantmilkyoustupidsister&lt;/em&gt; cry. its not even a cry. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he cried when i stepped into edd's house. he looked around n i think he felt like he dun belong there. so he cried. &lt;strong&gt;WITH TEARS AND ALL&lt;/strong&gt;. with this little&lt;em&gt; iveryscaredlahkak&lt;/em&gt; face that makes me want to throw him off the wall. hahah. so cute like dat.&lt;br /&gt;and he wudnt let edd leave his sight. edd is like his safe person. not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he messed up edd's gaming room. and then he ate kueh layang-layang dat edd's mum gave him. and then he peed so much in his diapers. THAT LITTLE MAN IS THE CUTEST WEIRD THING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he brings joy to the pple around. i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;omg when he grows up n start acting rebelious, im gona make him read this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 185px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese190.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 244px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 188px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese194.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute kan? i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 181px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no im not naked. its a tube. i love it that edd cant bite me cos his teeths will hurt. VREAN BITES HARDER. wakakaka. padan muke kau setan. padan2. eish padannyer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored. i've been holding my fart in for an hour now. i feel like shitting.&lt;br /&gt;my work is to wait wait wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope edd has got a better plan for me after work. im wearing make up n contact lenses today you noe. wearing specs for a week is such a burden. my headache have not gone away since i woke up. no no, since i slept last nite. i EVEN dreamt of the headache. it sucks dat much.&lt;br /&gt;and wearing contact lenses hurts my eyes so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasik surgery, pls become more cheaper. i am not willing to spent almost $3k for my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;$3k is for sumthing else. like party or celebrations.&lt;br /&gt;or hospital emergency.&lt;br /&gt;or shopping.&lt;br /&gt;or hair. &lt;em&gt;ok thats ridiculous&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;$3k is just not for eyes.&lt;br /&gt;k? thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH I FORGOT!!&lt;br /&gt;edd bought this earpiece for $59.90!&lt;br /&gt;fucking cool lah.&lt;br /&gt;its like u'r stuffing skulls in ur ears..&lt;br /&gt;MEHTALLL!!! \m/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;k bye. im so bored im gona finish my bar of chocolates alone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and then proceed to the toilet and make chocolate cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2811271956543858077?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2811271956543858077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2811271956543858077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2811271956543858077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2811271956543858077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/bloggers-being-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1255836646706785448</id><published>2009-07-29T15:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T15:51:01.261+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese147.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="442" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese147.jpg" width="385" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese146.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 249px; HEIGHT: 185px" height="598" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese146.jpg" width="249" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese155.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 175px" height="600" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese155.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 186px" height="584" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese149.jpg" width="322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese156.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 179px" height="598" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese156.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese158.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 177px" height="594" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese158.jpg" width="251" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese159.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 181px" height="429" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese159.jpg" width="259" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sooooooo gona bring him out today. maybe bring him go edd's house. &lt;br /&gt;wakaka. k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1255836646706785448?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1255836646706785448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1255836646706785448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1255836646706785448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1255836646706785448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-sooooooo-gona-bring-him-out-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3690871540178694882</id><published>2009-07-29T08:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T10:40:06.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello pple!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you noe, i love my boyfren?&lt;br /&gt;meluat eh dengar. but seriously la, i went to his house yesterday cos he kept complaining that he's hungry, so i asked him to cooked the campbell soup tapi dier tak masak2. maen game je all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when i got to his house, budak busuk tuh belom mandi pon. and then i cooked the clam chowder, let it cool down n make him eat it. then he say he's stil hungry. and told me he wanted &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;THE DOUBLE FILLET-O-FISH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so high the dream.&lt;br /&gt;he cant even bite into it without dropping his teeth lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the plan was to meet abg at cosway point and pass him his obats that i brought home from the melaka trip. but abg sed nenek is coming over to yew tee so i mite as well just pass it to her, so i tot the plan to cosway point da bleh cancel lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;and then all the way, he kept telling me, "you.. you... you..*tap2* you. i ader sumthing nak cakap tapi belom time nyer nak cakap.." and when i ask. "APE??" he'll say, "tkder pape."&lt;br /&gt;and then he'll continue the "you you you.." again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he likes to do that to me, in the end its either he'll forget wad he actually wanted to say, or its really just nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then budak busuk tuh, lepas nenek dier dtg, dier pon proceed to the toilet n mandi.&lt;br /&gt;tell me ah, sape nak gi mandi malam2 kalau tak gi mane2. i mean knowing him kalau da satu hari tk mandi mesti dier takkan mandi sampai besok pagi or probably the next two days. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;so he mandi n then told me to get ready cos he nak gi cosway point. ikot je lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reach cosway point, he wanted to go macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;YES DIER NAK JUGAK MAKAN FILLET-O-FISH TERSEBOT.&lt;br /&gt;so i ordered for him, n asked for a plastic fork n knife. becos i noe my poor baby cant bite his burger.... so he ate his double fillet-o-fish with fork n knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHO THE HELL EATS A BURGER WITH FORK N KNIFE LAH EH??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ok maybe one other person i noe. my ex hafiz, he so weird. makan doublecheese with fork n knife. and then after eating he clean up our table. even throwing the food in the bin. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;CANCEL SEY DATING NAN ORG CENGGITU.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i saved my seaweed shaker fries. then he asked "abeh tuh bile nak makan?"&lt;br /&gt;so i told him that we cud eat it when we are walking around cosway point. and i didnt think abt it. lepas tuh dier ajak gi singtel, and then when i want to buy stuffs at watsons, he pulled me away, saying that "YOU NI KALO GI WATSONS CARIK BARANG KAJE2 AH."&lt;br /&gt;and pulled me away from that shop. then we stopped by cotton on n i cudnt resist buying the skirt. so he waited, n i also rewarded him with a pair of bermudas, and then he said, "ACTUALLY KITER ADER MOVIE KUL 9.30PM SKARANG DA LAMBAT!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;A.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sayang my boyfren. i also dunoe.&lt;br /&gt;i think his plan was to just bring me up but i very difficult one sure will stop at every shop that interest me. so he tried to 'unsurprise' me lah, lepas da ckp gitu, dier ckp, "actually i bedek. takder movie."&lt;br /&gt;ape lagi aku pon mengamok lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;and he squeezed my face n told me not to give him 'THAT FACE'.&lt;br /&gt;but he still brought me up to the cathay n collect the tickets n it was JANGAN PANDANG BLAKANG CONGKAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEKEK TO THE MAX, tapi mepek.&lt;br /&gt;n he sed that i ni macam tau je ade wayang gi save seaweed shaker fries tuh.&lt;br /&gt;its called &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WOMAN'S INTUITION.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dun mess with it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;k dah. dats the story why i love my horrible boyfren so much.&lt;br /&gt;omg im so horrible for calling him horrible. but he really is horrible at times.&lt;br /&gt;like horridabable.&lt;br /&gt;but i love him.&lt;br /&gt;ok pape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n yes, its funny how pple &lt;strong&gt;QUOTE STUFFS&lt;/strong&gt;, but actually not, let me use the best phrase known here, &lt;strong&gt;PRACTICE WHAT THEY PREACH&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;u cant even forgive the girl who did nothing to you but u can forgive the guy who hurt you so much.&lt;br /&gt;maken org tuh diam, maken kau naek kepale.&lt;br /&gt;true, you really got a sad story going on there, as a woman, i feel you.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS VERY SAD. I FEEL ANGRY TOO.&lt;br /&gt;you noe wad i wud do for you? i wud&lt;strong&gt; kill the guy&lt;/strong&gt; who hurt you if i cud. he really dun deserve you. im glad u pulled thru. you did so much for him and he did that to you.&lt;br /&gt;in my eyes, he is at fault.&lt;br /&gt;pple know your story. pple sympathise.&lt;br /&gt;im sorry for whoever that wud get offended.&lt;br /&gt;but this is too much.&lt;br /&gt;yg buat jahat tuh lelakinye, kenape kau nak attack pompannye?&lt;br /&gt;karma karma, percaye sangat kan?&lt;br /&gt;then tak nampak sape yang tergolek biler kau doa2 pada Tuhan for org yang jahat to fall?&lt;br /&gt;the guy or the girl?&lt;br /&gt;its rite there, rite infront of your beautiful eyes pon tak nampak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its not even rite to pray to God for pple to fall in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God gave you perfect eyes, perfect mind, use it wisely.&lt;br /&gt;you hear the stories from pple who hated her, why not open your God-given ears to the stories from pple who loves her?&lt;br /&gt;You are beautiful when u are happy, like one of them said, but think ah, how much more beautiful can you get being happy from someone's downfall?&lt;br /&gt;please, for once blame the guy instead of the girl.&lt;br /&gt;she is not wad you said she is. she is not wad you heard she is. mulot manusia can be kotor.&lt;br /&gt;i noe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3690871540178694882?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3690871540178694882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3690871540178694882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3690871540178694882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3690871540178694882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello-pple-you-noe-i-love-my-boyfren.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1703662458522951050</id><published>2009-07-28T09:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T09:25:42.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was waiting for his kol yesterday, and my hp rang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: *muffled* fhellof..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: hahahahahaa. dabes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: ffda..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: kene jahit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: kefnef, ffat my gumsf. i mesef u ofkay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd: meseff meseff. ofkay? fye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;me: ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;edd:*toot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;kesian laki aku. he got stitches under n above his gums.&lt;br /&gt;and his ingrown tooth is quite huge. but too bad the dentist had to break it into two, if not can make pendant oredy. my poor baby, if there werent any stitches, his two front teeth will drop out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wad he did the whole day?&lt;br /&gt;he scolded me becos i was late meeting him after work, i noe lah he cant wait with bloody mouth n and gauge stuffed in mouth.&lt;br /&gt;but it was raining, n i had sum leftover work.&lt;br /&gt;so to make up to him, he wanted porridge but since i was late i had to search for it myself. wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;but there werent any shops that sells porridge in choa chu kang. macam sial.&lt;br /&gt;so i bought him soto ayam, which in the end was consumed by me cos he cant eat it.&lt;br /&gt;its 'too spicy'. my bf, says its too spicy.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;so i went down to buy porridge stuffs and his mum cooked it for him.&lt;br /&gt;but he's stil hungry n wanted to eat chicken but cant, so he slept it away.&lt;br /&gt;kesian kaaaan.&lt;br /&gt;ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that we finally watched 'Bolt', n he was under my armpit plak this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 237px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 248px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 182px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 201px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 221px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought him two cans of campbell soup so he can eat when he's feeling more depressed later.&lt;br /&gt;stress rite canot brush teeth, canot eat chicken, canot drink milo panas.&lt;br /&gt;EISH! TANAK AKU CABOT GIGI!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1703662458522951050?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1703662458522951050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1703662458522951050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1703662458522951050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1703662458522951050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-waiting-for-his-kol-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-560717183238663690</id><published>2009-07-27T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T09:44:59.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suke pe waty tak update blog??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been making myself comfortable under edd's armpit for the past few days dat i dun find any importance to update my blog. ketiak dier bau best sangat.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, my siblings, my nenek and i spent the whole day with him also.&lt;br /&gt;dier blanje sane, blanje sini. ish. saaaaayang my masham boyfren tersangat2. you the bestest boyfren ever2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cleaned his room couple of days ago. and habok dier mak ai..&lt;br /&gt;yeah i figured i must become a good gf wad. the last time i cleaned his room was last year. wakaka. ok tipu ah, this year got clean also, only his messy desk. its messy ok?&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to clean his whole room pasal byk kotak2 gadgets2 dier. managed to 'hide' all those..&lt;br /&gt;he likes to keep stuffs. like can throw dowan to throw. i can imagine how my house will be like after we get married. like one whole room of canotthrowawayyet stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he even kept my keychain dat i gave him 6 years ago!! i made 2 keychains time kiter maseh zaman kental loving2 puppy. one my name, one his name. he kept my name, n i kept his name. and yes you've guessed it, I LOST MINE. and he still kept his. in good condition. gambar neoprint pon dier maseh ader ok? my one i koyak2 kan oredy.&lt;br /&gt;u see, dats why i love my boyfren. cacat. suke simpan barang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today he got his ingrown tooth operation. the mission was to go dentist and take out his wisdom tooth so he cud get days of mc, but then he's got the most perfect teeth on the earth, poor guy. even wisdom tooth dier strate nak mampos, u noe how wisdom tooth are supposed to grow rite? like slanting inwards, but his was perfect.&lt;br /&gt;like it was meant to be there. like it has a purpose.&lt;br /&gt;so the dentist had to find other things to operate on. and then that understanding dentist found an ingrown tooth at the front row of his perfect teeth. tah mane dier jumpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakaka.&lt;br /&gt;eeeeee. operation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am gona stay with him after work to watch 'Bolt'. dier download 'Bolt' so that smlm can watch mcm confident, skali lom abes.&lt;br /&gt;he's gona have stitches in his mouth! omg cool or wad. abes ah. takleh kiss2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAM INI ADALAH MALAM GAJIKU. teramat sangat happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad? laki aku pon sampai panggel kao bodo kental.&lt;br /&gt;here's his exact words, "apesal siak dgn pompan nie? kental pe? prangai merepek siak. umor brape nie?"&lt;br /&gt;sampai LELAKI pon da cakap gitu pasal kao?&lt;br /&gt;MACAM KESIAN EH.&lt;br /&gt;lets see wads next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-560717183238663690?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/560717183238663690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=560717183238663690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/560717183238663690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/560717183238663690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/suke-pe-waty-tak-update-blog-heh.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3351095471290677683</id><published>2009-07-23T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T15:42:23.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WAS SO SICK OR WAD?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt better now. got 3 days mc, hibernated at home.&lt;br /&gt;it was horrible having fever as high as 39.5 degrees. my darling edd sent me to the doctor on monday n my bill was 50++bux. i cudnt get up, so he took a cab from poly after getting his mc strate to my place.&lt;br /&gt;gah.&lt;br /&gt;sayang my boyfren so many2. budak gemok botak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, FEVER FOR 5 DAYS.&lt;br /&gt;but how was my melaka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPERB!!&lt;br /&gt;i climbed trees, i got sick, i shopped, n i get to see a REAL halfway house.&lt;br /&gt;heh, i mean its really done halfway mah.&lt;br /&gt;now im just lazy to upload the pics here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accept for this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs199.snc1/6731_102764707882_663087882_2228736_2142869_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think my other wisdom tooth is growing.&lt;br /&gt;ITS ITCHY. I NEED SUM SOFT RUBBER TOYS TO BITE2.&lt;br /&gt;or maybe edd's yummy arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i saw fcukezah just now.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly stand beside me, like wad like dat.&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i saw kartina after collecting my iheartmakeup products at boonlay mrt.&lt;br /&gt;YES I WAS IN A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; DRESS.&lt;br /&gt;SSHH..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3351095471290677683?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3351095471290677683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3351095471290677683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3351095471290677683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3351095471290677683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-so-sick-or-wad-felt-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-9024786667481599935</id><published>2009-07-17T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T20:22:41.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my nose is soooo stuck. and i left my flu med at home. im depending on my hot milo n minyak kapak at edd's house now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had fever just now, it came n went suke2 hati mak bapak dier.&lt;br /&gt;i can like suddenly break into cold sweat, see stars, and be better the next minute.&lt;br /&gt;haaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, im coughing like there's a cactus stuck in my throat..&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhhh no one understands meeeeeee. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to blog so much. gives me the headache.&lt;br /&gt;BUT I CANT WAIT FOR TOMOROOO!! MELAKAAAAAA~!!&lt;br /&gt;oyyyeeeeooooyyyeeeoooo~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona sleep early tonite, am gona park my sick lazy butt on edd's comfy bed n make him sleep on the couch in his gaming room. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;laaaalaaaaalaaaaaaaaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see u guys next week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;can sumone pls, sing laksamana - gugurnya bunga cinta for me? k thanx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-9024786667481599935?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/9024786667481599935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=9024786667481599935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9024786667481599935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/9024786667481599935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-nose-is-soooo-stuck.html' title=''/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1073482413748091664</id><published>2009-07-16T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T22:50:34.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;OMG CAN I BLOG TODAY??!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im feeling better nowwwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOA.... SO LONG NEVER BLOG...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so heres wad happened in batam lah.&lt;br /&gt;woke up early2 to meet up with the rest at habourfront, we reached quite early at 7.40am, while our ferry 'flight' is at 9.20am.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, filled in wadever is needed to be filled, then when we got in the immigration area, EDD SAW THE DUTY-FREE SHOP. taadaaah. a huge bottle of deadly makesmehyperventilatetodeath ABSOLUT VODKA for only 26bux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 342px; height: 234px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5440_104464554210_536594210_2280728_6207493_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 341px; height: 255px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5440_104464574210_536594210_2280731_7862035_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then off we go riding the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;IM NOT GONA POST LOTSA PICTURES NOE.&lt;br /&gt;theres thousands of them. so only those dat makes a story will be here, for the rest pls visit my facebook, thank you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 340px; height: 247px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5440_104465064210_536594210_2280739_4912488_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we reached batam, our tour guide linda greeted us.&lt;br /&gt;the guys immediately bought n smoke the cheap cigarettes. pantang~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 244px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5440_104484029210_536594210_2281409_5749530_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so once we're on the bus, SIGHTSEEING AND MASSIVE CAM-WHORING!!&lt;br /&gt;WHOA I TELL YOU, i never made love to the camera this much before.&lt;br /&gt;wadever was on sight, were captured in our digicam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 228px; height: 308px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5440_104484144210_536594210_2281427_4234746_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 254px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5440_104484169210_536594210_2281431_2967523_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5440_104484149210_536594210_2281428_7937357_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 299px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs137.snc1/5848_1194230898091_1297987152_533204_190830_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 303px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs157.snc1/5848_1194230178073_1297987152_533186_3983521_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 332px; height: 264px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5440_104464524210_536594210_2280723_6340430_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we were brought to this nice place for go-kart n more cam whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 332px; height: 240px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5440_104459414210_536594210_2280509_6814425_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 224px; height: 291px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376453445_749248445_2041228_1735943_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 331px; height: 236px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103376323445_749248445_2041207_2696137_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, it was lunch.&lt;br /&gt;SEAFOOD.&lt;br /&gt;you noe, i am allergic to seafood. my body cant really accept octopus, crab, lobster, clams, oyster, prawns, basically wadever shelled stuffs lah.&lt;br /&gt;they will either make my lips swell, or i will have a severe shitting session.&lt;br /&gt;in this case, my lips only itched, BUT I SHIT LIKE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376513445_749248445_2041236_3618603_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 302px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103376543445_749248445_2041239_3211870_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 304px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103376578445_749248445_2041245_8383487_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey, at least the food was super damn nice, i mite go there again. after lunch was sum cultural dance. kuda kepang-like dancing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 299px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376678445_749248445_2041261_6909484_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 300px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376673445_749248445_2041260_10223_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376623445_749248445_2041254_6895644_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my shit session was held at nagoya's huge shopping centre's toilet.&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; AWESOME SHOPPING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 296px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs137.snc1/5848_1194232098121_1297987152_533233_769277_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 301px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376723445_749248445_2041268_124078_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 306px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103376743445_749248445_2041272_506108_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 258px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103376733445_749248445_2041270_2977928_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, i felt weaker. like ugh.&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep. need to vomit. so i just slept it away.&lt;br /&gt;seafood = sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN IN THE EVENING.&lt;br /&gt;after a few unattractive stops, the guide stopped us at our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;the pacific hotel or sumthing. gee im so ignorant.&lt;br /&gt;it looks like a cruise ship.&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 332px; height: 248px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103376753445_749248445_2041274_2176168_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then AFTER A COUPLE HOURS OF &lt;strong&gt;REST. *coughs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd decided to start the parttaaay.&lt;br /&gt;LG n vodka. a super deadly mix.&lt;br /&gt;it was done in the husband n wife room; man n acap.&lt;br /&gt;WE WERE LAUGHING LIKE HELL.&lt;br /&gt;i and man had the worse fate at edd's games lah.&lt;br /&gt;we were made to down shots n shots of redbull vodka.&lt;br /&gt;until eventually my body couldn take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i have to throw up all the harams off my body.&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to play that game ANYMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 251px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103771468445_749248445_2049027_4461057_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 337px; height: 253px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103771483445_749248445_2049030_7181554_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 303px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103771418445_749248445_2049020_5176485_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 312px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103771343445_749248445_2049008_311807_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 311px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs188.snc1/6293_103771328445_749248445_2049007_7902220_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 328px; height: 248px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs168.snc1/6293_103771348445_749248445_2049009_7160041_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 242px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5440_104484199210_536594210_2281436_1420716_n.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i vomitted. hug the toilet bowl. until my baby darling edd had to literally drag me out to our room. where i remember i started hyperventilating cos i cudnt breathe without having liquids out of my nostrils. it was so bad. i puked next to the bed. edd place a plastic but i did it sumwhere out of the plastic. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;sayang my boyfren. he wiped my nose, my mouth, gave me water, put me to sleep.. wake up every 5 mis to attend to my needs. LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU SEE, if it was another guy, he wud prolly just fuck me upside down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hey. GREAT NITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next morny, he cudnt wake up.&lt;br /&gt;i did, but i had a huge bump on my head. i realised i hit the side table so hard last nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT&lt;/strong&gt; gave me the headache. plus, my tummy was still growling from the seafood.&lt;br /&gt;all in one. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;had to miss the breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was when i fell sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMPAT BUAT SHOPPING THO.&lt;br /&gt;shop shop shop till we dropped.&lt;br /&gt;shit again, vomit again.&lt;br /&gt;ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd was being the greatest guy i've known.&lt;br /&gt;felt better cos of him.&lt;br /&gt;if he had his shitty behaviour on i think i wud have killed myself by um, eating the &lt;em&gt;pecel lele&lt;/em&gt; by the roadside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then off to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;K DA BORING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had the vomit2 part still on when monday came. by monday nite, my fever emerged.&lt;br /&gt;by tuesday, i had cough/flu/sorethroat/fever.&lt;br /&gt;got an mc, actuali got 2 days but i had to come to work on wednesday n cover anita, so i canceled it to 1 day.&lt;br /&gt;TURNS OUT I DIDNT HAVE TO COVER FOR HER ON WEDNESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGH.. I CAME TO WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at home, my whole family are down with fever. HIGH FEVER OK.&lt;br /&gt;scary. my lil bro kept hallucinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today im feeling much better. can jump around.&lt;br /&gt;accompany edd to the poly this morny, upon entering, i had to cough, so the nurses gave me a mask almost immediately.&lt;br /&gt;edd got two days, HE'S NOT BEEN GOING TO WORK FOR FEW WEEKS NOW.&lt;br /&gt;then he sent me off to causeway point..&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, he bought an ipod touch.&lt;br /&gt;AN IPOD TOUCH HOKAY??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;HISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysss, im here at edd's home now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then guess wad? this weekend, im off to melaka with edd's family.&lt;br /&gt;they're DRIVING!&lt;br /&gt;gerek kape lah every weekend travel overseas.&lt;br /&gt;gerek sampai kocek kering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nose is irritating. if i cud just plug it out off my face n go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;yay quick2 i want tomoro quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET WELL SOON EVERYBODY THAT HAS FALLEN VICTIM TO THE EVIL VIRUSES.&lt;br /&gt;my lil bro, my two sisters, my mader.&lt;br /&gt;get well get well.. cos im felling better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1073482413748091664?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1073482413748091664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1073482413748091664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1073482413748091664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1073482413748091664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/omg-can-i-blog-today-im-feeling-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5678555717764685246</id><published>2009-07-11T00:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T01:04:13.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omfg. im so effing excited for tomoro's trip.&lt;br /&gt;edd told me he cant sleep oredy cos u noe, when u cant wait for sumthing, all ur nerves becomes active.. but for me, im too tired. n we got a whole day packed with fun activities tomoro. if i sleep now, i mite not be able too wake up. but stil, i need to sleep. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got lotsa pictures.&lt;br /&gt;they're all in my hp. wait ah lemme upload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 241px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese019.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 318px; height: 237px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 314px; height: 234px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese023.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 313px; height: 234px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese028.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 233px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese032.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese039.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 255px; height: 340px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese039.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a 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href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 251px; height: 334px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese052.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese049.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 218px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese049.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese048.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 240px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese048.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese042.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 323px; height: 242px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese042.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese058.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese058.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese059.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 247px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese059.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese063.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 326px; height: 243px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese063.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese061.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 308px; height: 231px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese061.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SayCheese062.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 259px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/SayCheese062.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i've been sick. wadever i eat, did not even have the chance to digest. it all started when i was brushing my teeth on thursday morny and i felt like vomitting. since my tummy was empty, n i had to puke, my greeeeeeeen biles came out.&lt;br /&gt;alot ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then thruout the day, i cudnt eat any solid food. i had to accompany edd to the hospital for his mc, n i got sick again. threw up my tummy's content at the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;last2 i yg need obat. lol. thanx baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we watched the haunting of connecticut. so sad n scary ok. im lazy to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go home n sleep.&lt;br /&gt;have to be at harbourfront by 7.30am.&lt;br /&gt;0_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k bye nak pack baju.&lt;br /&gt;see you when i come back.&lt;br /&gt;mwahks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5678555717764685246?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5678555717764685246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5678555717764685246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5678555717764685246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5678555717764685246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/omfg.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4827555687342163513</id><published>2009-07-09T15:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T16:19:23.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...&lt;br /&gt;yah.&lt;br /&gt;things are settled after dayah's call.&lt;br /&gt;yes she was RUDE, n of cos i become one too, but things were cool after awhile, and she also apologised for her anger.&lt;br /&gt;i've been in such situation before dear, but we had a diff approach.&lt;br /&gt;we talked it out n didnt even bother to fite. there was just no reason to.&lt;br /&gt;but ni bende, there was a reason why i had to have my part in it. i was mentioned BY THEM, even tho they were doing the same. so unfair lah kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi wadever lah kan~&lt;br /&gt;she had apologised, n i did my part by not posting the repost blog.&lt;br /&gt;DONED~&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4827555687342163513?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4827555687342163513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4827555687342163513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4827555687342163513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4827555687342163513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5923301880800159576</id><published>2009-07-09T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T11:04:03.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>korang tau tak? my sitemeter doubled this week.&lt;br /&gt;and then my referal, got this person asek patah balek patah balek you.&lt;br /&gt;sum even go thru my whole archives.&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL FAMOUS.&lt;br /&gt;i noe u'r secretly loving me whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dats all im about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you noe, when u've already told one &lt;em&gt;sad story&lt;/em&gt; to sumone, dun go around denying that &lt;em&gt;sad story&lt;/em&gt;, to others just to show how 'hard' ur crackable shell is.&lt;br /&gt;calling pple names ur mother wud not be proud of is downright RUDE.&lt;br /&gt;its embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much for wad &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; claim to be lah eh?&lt;br /&gt;*looks at tagboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS.&lt;br /&gt;OMG ITS THURSDAY!&lt;br /&gt;met up with the 'trippin' pple last nite.&lt;br /&gt;got a short briefing of the trip over dinner.&lt;br /&gt;i was sooooo tired.&lt;br /&gt;rushed out of work late, got my handphone which i left at home from my sis (refer facebook), went to edd's house n 'siapkan' si baby tuek tuh, had to feed him food also. rushed to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;then got back and i have to send that baby home. plus i wanted to use his comp mah.&lt;br /&gt;I-.-h&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN.&lt;br /&gt;chatted with lynn till late. till i was half asleep.&lt;br /&gt;till suddenly we went quiet like dat.&lt;br /&gt;then i had to go home. it was almost 2am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOKE UP AND VREAN MONCHICHI WAS SUPPER ADORABLE!!&lt;br /&gt;you see, pple &lt;strong&gt;WITH LIFE,&lt;/strong&gt; will &lt;strong&gt;wake up&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;early&lt;/strong&gt; to go to &lt;strong&gt;work&lt;/strong&gt; n do so many stuffs in a day,&lt;br /&gt;so after having my morny bath, i went to see my darling baby vrean and he immediately stood up on the bed and 'walked' towards me. so when my grandma told him, "no no. takmu!"&lt;br /&gt;he shouted, "mamamamaMA!" WHILE SHAKING HIS HEAD!&lt;br /&gt;so cute lah. so i took him to my room, got ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;and then si monchichi nie, kesukaan ingat org nak ajak dier kuar.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;he so cute. where got baby so cute until lidat?&lt;br /&gt;he made my day early in the morny oredy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, i finally remembered to bring edd's bermudas that i bought for him from topman.&lt;br /&gt;since last sunday okeh.&lt;br /&gt;kesian org tuh.&lt;br /&gt;he's gona fetch me todaayyayay despite saying, "i boring ah amek u lau takder kereta.."&lt;br /&gt;KERETA PLS COMEBACK.&lt;br /&gt;i love love my boyfren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND i cant wait for saturday.&lt;br /&gt;diy, didi, man,&lt;br /&gt;SEBELOM SUBUH KITER AKAN SAMPAI PAT HARBOURFRONT.&lt;br /&gt;and didi tot edd was gona drive to habourfront..&lt;br /&gt;stop it k? org tuh da tkder lesen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I ALSO CANT WAIT FOR THE DAY TO COME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where all good things will happen to the good, and all bad things will happen to act good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day &lt;em&gt;pooks.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5923301880800159576?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5923301880800159576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5923301880800159576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5923301880800159576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5923301880800159576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/korang-tau-tak-my-sitemeter-doubled.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6989605708146997412</id><published>2009-07-08T16:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T16:49:06.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok ok ok~&lt;br /&gt;the blog so long lidat i never read all of it.&lt;br /&gt;i only read parts where my name was mention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My public apology to you, Matilda." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest wanie,&lt;br /&gt;apology accepted.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im nice like dat rite&lt;/em&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;tapi eh, ina tak tgk me pon, dier tgk tepi. dier tgk atas. dier tgk bwh.&lt;br /&gt;so takmu ckp begitu. i tak suke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say ur part, ziela say her part.&lt;br /&gt;pple can choose their own side to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like how i chose to stay on lynn side becos i strongly believe she's not wad dayah had said she is.&lt;br /&gt;n then when dayah REMOVED HER POST,&lt;br /&gt;semua dah rilek, semua da senyap,&lt;br /&gt;org2 belen2 tuh je yg meng-extra.&lt;br /&gt;typical?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skarang nie, macamane nie.&lt;br /&gt;i've been calling, i've emailed her. i've stuck my eyes on the screen for her replies.&lt;br /&gt;dayah im worried sick baby. pls call me back.&lt;br /&gt;you see, i get worried when i call pple then pple dun answer my calls you noe.&lt;br /&gt;u didnt even leave ur number, i yang go around finding out.&lt;br /&gt;tsk...&lt;br /&gt;if thats your correct number lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;if not pls give me your correct number, so dat we can, you noe, like &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; said, like wad &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; wanted, meet up becos you want to talk to me face to face?&lt;br /&gt;pls check your emails, pls check ur miss calls..&lt;br /&gt;and get back to me..&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(-________-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u all lah so kpo for dayah stil say i kpo. contradict tak?&lt;br /&gt;lynn tak marah aku, korang nak marah?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;mcmane ni.&lt;br /&gt;pls eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6989605708146997412?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6989605708146997412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6989605708146997412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6989605708146997412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6989605708146997412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-ok-ok-blog-so-long-lidat-i-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7591347125880294414</id><published>2009-07-08T10:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T15:25:59.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dayah, i think i've got ur number, and i've been calling, tapi takder org angkat.&lt;br /&gt;da taktau brape miss kol lah aku kasi.&lt;br /&gt;bgn and answer my calls pls baby?&lt;br /&gt;since blog kao tkder tagboard, aku maen email2 lah plak.&lt;br /&gt;TUH PASAL AKU BENCI ORG DELETE TAGBOARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;PEH SUSAH NAK GET BACK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mcm kau selalu ckp kan dayah, &lt;em&gt;aku nyer blog, aku nyer suke lah..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my opinion on ur attitude. everybody have the rights for an opinion.&lt;br /&gt;KAU PEH OPINION SAL AKU PON AKU TAK STOP KAN.&lt;br /&gt;and theres another side to every opinion. u state yours, we state ours.&lt;br /&gt;and ni cerita, org da senyap, kau pon konon2 nye da 'sua' nan lynn lah katekan.&lt;br /&gt;KAU PEH POST PON KAU BRING DOWN KAN, &lt;em&gt;no matter kau ckp tuh blog kau kau nyer suke uhh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like wad lynn told me, kalau kau betol binget, asal time 1st july yg aku post bende ni, kau tanak maki2 aku?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days after, lepas org da senyap, baru muncul si 'OI' &lt;strong&gt;yang tak perlu&lt;/strong&gt; dlm lynn peh blog, nak bbl2 sal lynn peh supporter.&lt;br /&gt;kau ader supporter seram, asal lynn pon takbleh ader supporter seram ehk?&lt;br /&gt;lagi nak ckp, &lt;strong&gt;"can get back thru tags but not thru blogs"&lt;/strong&gt; or sumthing lidat,&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH LETAK BALEK TUH TAGBOARD UHH, SO NEXT TIME I WONT HAVE TO BLOG.&lt;br /&gt;sheeshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siape pijak2 kepale kau ni? selepas aku nan lynn blog pasal kau, and kau pon da delete post kau yg kau ckp tanak delete tuh,&lt;strong&gt; ADER KE KITER BOBAL SAL KAU LAGI?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau kan yg ckp you wanna turn blind eyes/deaf ears, dun wanna waste time with us..&lt;br /&gt;dat kau is &lt;em&gt;being the better half, you rest your case here....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMUA DA SENYAP, SEMUA DA MCM FIKER, "dayah da senyap lah.. kesian sey dia.. baek seh dia..." ABEH KAU BUAT GINI?!! CONTRADICT MUCCCHHHH??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY LAH!! TOLONG BANGON DARI TIDO, AKU NAK SUNGGUH BEBUAL NAN KAU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;da da tkpe, biler kau da bgn and have started your &lt;em&gt;great life&lt;/em&gt;, sile eh, tolong reply email aku so aku bleh kol kao.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7591347125880294414?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7591347125880294414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7591347125880294414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7591347125880294414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7591347125880294414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/upon-request-lah-kan-oh-yah-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5799740702104987814</id><published>2009-07-07T11:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T11:42:58.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my smartphone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;includes a dozen satisfactory features.&lt;br /&gt;responsive qwerty rubber keypads that won't make u miss a letter while typing sms/emails/blogs.&lt;br /&gt;perfect ruby red colour with matt ruby red back cover.&lt;br /&gt;sleek lady-like design.&lt;br /&gt;functional Navikeys and useable shortcuts keys.&lt;br /&gt;perfect key functions.&lt;br /&gt;acceptionally loud inbuilt loudspeakers, bright display screen.&lt;br /&gt;wide display screen so i can surf the webpages without having it squeezed.&lt;br /&gt;supports a whole list of connectivity/applications. it can even multi-task.&lt;br /&gt;user-friendly music player, with 'Now Playing' music display on home screen.&lt;br /&gt;3.5mm normal headphone jack so i cud just plug any perfect headphones/earphones i've own.&lt;br /&gt;super clear 2 megapixel camera, with built-in LED flash.&lt;br /&gt;definately not a prob taking pictures in dark rooms.&lt;br /&gt;flash can be used as a torchlight with just a click of the 'Spacebar' key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perfectestsaurus phone ever made huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but just one thing.&lt;br /&gt;this one thing made me search the internet for a solution only to find out,&lt;br /&gt;there is no solution to it.&lt;br /&gt;one small little thing that is gona make me sleepless for a few nights now.&lt;br /&gt;one tiny little thing that is gonna make an unstable mind person become sucidal.&lt;br /&gt;one minute little tiny stupid arsehole muthafucka thing that--,&lt;br /&gt;ok lets just get to the point:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant turn off the shutter sound for the camera.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye, cruel world..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5799740702104987814?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5799740702104987814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5799740702104987814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5799740702104987814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5799740702104987814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-smartphone.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4822135767840198320</id><published>2009-07-06T20:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T21:03:14.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heeyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how come i forgot to blog about saturday nite n sunday sia.&lt;br /&gt;ok, a brief run thru of saturday nite n sunday.&lt;br /&gt;my mummy asked me to join their weekend getaway to KL last saturday. dorang ni gi KL mcm gi johor.&lt;br /&gt;i dowan to follow cos im saving my $$$ for batam trip, plus it wun be fun cos im not on talking terms with my dad.&lt;br /&gt;so i dowana go lah.&lt;br /&gt;hope they buy stuffs for me. ~_~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so, on saturday nite, i called n asked my grandma who was looking after vrean at home whether my mom had left for KL, and she sed, "nyai kat rumah ni sorang2 dgn vrean, balek ah. sorang2 ni." 0_0&lt;br /&gt;she's scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told her i'll be home later in the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then when i got home, she was already asleep with vrean, so edd, since my dad is not at home, pon tido lah kat rumah saye. i woke vrean up n played with him until he fell asleep again.&lt;br /&gt;sejooook you tido pat hall. sampai tak off teevee. vrean was super adorable lah k.&lt;br /&gt;so sunday was lazy day at edd's house. we so slack. eat at burger king, buy food eat infront teevee watch 'Knowing' for the 2nd time.. then channel 5 was showing 'War Of The World' so we went down to the shop, bought more junks and ate infront of the teevee again. burok skali! tgh menses mcm babi. swine. pig.&lt;br /&gt;oh!&lt;br /&gt;i kinda cant wait for 'Left 4 Dead 2' to be released. in november y'all.&lt;br /&gt;it doesnt look as scary as the 1st one, to me at least, new characters looked like they're sum normal civilians instead of soldiers, SO I CANT WAIT LOR.&lt;br /&gt;i hope their new zombies takder mcm si witch giler tuh bunuh2 org. mcm nak campak mouse n controller je dibuatnyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand, today edd went to ICA to collect his passport.&lt;br /&gt;means now we can travel to jb n recce the places for ngah's wedding card printing.&lt;br /&gt;eh.&lt;br /&gt;actuali hor, my uncle can do it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;im so dumb. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met edd at ang mo kio mrt station. we msg2 each other seeyyy. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;edd: where are u now?&lt;br /&gt;me: im at wdls oredy, u?&lt;br /&gt;edd: orchard.&lt;br /&gt;me: ok, lau da sampai dulu msg je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"..MSG DULU JE.."&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha. ok i don usually msg him ok? sket2 kol. seminit2 kol.&lt;br /&gt;skg, hp da best, nak tido pon ckp, "k nanti i nak tido i msg you je k."&lt;br /&gt;nanti edd yg ckp, "takmu, you call my telipon rumah."&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then ate at mos burger in amkhub. eleh dulu  i eat there this man scolded me lah say tak halal lah, cukop time ajak makan pat situ. i dun eat the chicken n stuffs. i only eat the unagi rice burger.&lt;br /&gt;i love my unagis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;and this is wad i ddid to the phone.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a punk and a boxing glove.&lt;br /&gt;im gona bling2 it but i sayang the handphone cover so much le.&lt;br /&gt;how? can just paste on my silicon casing?&lt;br /&gt;i think can. n i bought one for my sister even. ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 276px; height: 370px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/06072009119.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 323px; height: 243px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/06072009120.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wana get home nowwwww. weee. vrean is calling. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;i love my new blog song sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4822135767840198320?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4822135767840198320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4822135767840198320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4822135767840198320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4822135767840198320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/heeyyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1962296290096307449</id><published>2009-07-05T18:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:55:46.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im sooooo frustrated with blogger!&lt;br /&gt;When im in the mood to blog, it wont load! So now im blogging using my new handphone, the humble nokia E63.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100018698606_717658606_1977778_4019017_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes frens(dats my botak handsome bf), dats my secret dat i've been keeping for week. And this handphone changed my life. Lol. Instead of calling, i prefer msging cos the qwerty keypad are so damn easy to type with! I loveeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing is dat, its not lost! My handphone is stil mine! Edd bought me a lanyard n i hang it on my neck 24/7 taking it off only during bathtime or watching teevee, yes, i sleep with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so last friday, we rode the sg flyer. THE SINGAPORE FLYER GODAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you the experience. it was awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so nauseous the whole time i was up there.&lt;br /&gt;my knees were wobbling, my hands were sweaty, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ketiak basah kuyop tuh actually korang taktau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i cud do was sit, n pose.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i can ride roller coaster n stuffs, cos they all drop after getting so high, but this thing! it was so slow!! omg it sux. i dowanna ride it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but good company makes a difference.&lt;br /&gt;i love my edd, ziela, tasha n yom!!&lt;br /&gt;korang the best! tasha pon takot heights eh. haha.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at popeye after that. paid for a wing n breast, but got thighs instead.&lt;br /&gt;i dun eat thighs. it goes down to the thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i congkong edd's breast.&lt;br /&gt;and handed the thighs to tasha, who didnt eat the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok heres sum pictures, the rest are in my facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 358px; height: 268px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007323606_717658606_1977500_5002141_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 341px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007328606_717658606_1977501_791219_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 277px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007343606_717658606_1977503_7585979_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007373606_717658606_1977509_6260698_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007378606_717658606_1977510_5596617_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007383606_717658606_1977511_4156854_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007398606_717658606_1977514_7038279_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007423606_717658606_1977518_6709341_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ini adalah muke nak muntah yer kengkawan. bodo betol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007458606_717658606_1977525_4076304_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007463606_717658606_1977526_4822312_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;budak nie dier berani giler, tapi biler da kat atas tros terbareng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 297px; height: 229px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007513606_717658606_1977534_6673065_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dah rabak! da rabak!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007533606_717658606_1977537_5539447_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007468606_717658606_1977527_7951545_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007498606_717658606_1977531_236119_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 296px; height: 228px;" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007678606_717658606_1977564_4008178_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007688606_717658606_1977566_589153_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 347px;" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007663606_717658606_1977562_1795514_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: tanak ride sg flyer anymore. ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that edd n i went for our movies. it was Ice Age 3 3D~&lt;br /&gt;BUT THEN WE RATED IT 2.5/5..&lt;br /&gt;not as fun as Monsters VS Aliens..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 292px; height: 227px;" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs126.snc1/5416_100007693606_717658606_1977567_1158027_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 290px; height: 223px;" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007698606_717658606_1977568_2542710_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 294px; height: 223px;" src="http://photos-b.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs146.snc1/5416_100007708606_717658606_1977569_985189_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im tired. k bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1962296290096307449?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1962296290096307449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1962296290096307449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1962296290096307449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1962296290096307449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-sooooo-frustrated-with-blogger-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7934498653327869251</id><published>2009-07-03T15:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T15:52:20.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>edd lom di release seyy..&lt;br /&gt;mangkok je. high chance of not going to flyer todayyyy.. wasted my quarellingshiftswapping with colleague.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cries on pillow*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7934498653327869251?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7934498653327869251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7934498653327869251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7934498653327869251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7934498653327869251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/edd-lom-di-release-seyy.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7845705935271515781</id><published>2009-07-03T10:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T10:38:59.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a weird dream. i dreamt about her.&lt;br /&gt;must have missed her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY I LOVE MY TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be going to the salon during lunchbreak to iron my hair, dats just wad im gona do til it fully touches my shoulders. i'll give it one more month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then im gona have to fetch edd from his station. my botak guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sesungguhnye, bile kau nak abes ns wahai sayangku..?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(T_T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then off to sg flyer. cian tasha.. im sorry lor becos i really changed my shift for today... =(&lt;br /&gt;and i wun be free on the weekend pasal ader jugak plan laen..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN im gona meet ziela for the first time after 15468754778545112548461 gazillion &lt;em&gt;minutes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is, i misplaced my camera.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot where i've placed it. at home or at edd's house?&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7845705935271515781?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7845705935271515781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7845705935271515781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7845705935271515781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7845705935271515781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4660831110190450361</id><published>2009-07-02T08:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T08:14:27.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i cant stand girls who deletes off their tagboard after their secrets been reveal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a loser. cant even stand for ownself yet want to kena kan orang balek.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG YAH, I TOTALLY THOUGHT TODAY IS TUESDAY.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why, like i woke up, "eh tuesday.."&lt;br /&gt;showered, got ready, saw vrean, got out of the house, got in car, ask mum, "eh nari hari thursday??!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEANS TOMORO MY SAYANG WILL BE OUT.&lt;br /&gt;means tomoro go up the sg flyer.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah thats one more secret too. i have decided to go ride the high tall tall sg flyer.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means means means,&lt;br /&gt;ziela pls follow tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;tasha, SEE YOU TOMOROOO.&lt;br /&gt;n see you tomoro too also sayaaaang~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg i love my tomoro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4660831110190450361?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4660831110190450361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4660831110190450361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4660831110190450361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4660831110190450361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-stand-girls-who-deletes-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1317989504330002334</id><published>2009-07-01T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:52:14.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;get over it laaaaaa &lt;em&gt;lala&lt;/em&gt; from dayah's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;you the one yang cant get over rezzuan izit? dayah idol ke rezzuan yang idol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nak try attack aku plak. quote sane quote sini. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sal tak quote part dayah peh crite? bersalah kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;seriously peh kelakar pe kau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sheeessshhhh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;boring eh korang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh hi ann.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1317989504330002334?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1317989504330002334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1317989504330002334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1317989504330002334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1317989504330002334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/get-over-it-laaaaaa-lala-from-dayahs.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-5835138054158399712</id><published>2009-07-01T17:35:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T19:45:02.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the story was, my sister n i saw her last nite. rite before my post on &lt;em&gt;hypocrisy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was sad becos, the last time we saw each other, we smiled n waved,&lt;br /&gt;but this time it was &lt;em&gt;JELINGAN TAJAM&lt;/em&gt; eh tasha. canot take it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess thats wad happens when i noe sumone is on &lt;em&gt;'operation anti matilda'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;lol. how old does dat sound again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadever.&lt;br /&gt;hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;bitches they come they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"slam"..&lt;/em&gt; sheesh. pandang or approach pon tidak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO ANYWAYS YAY BANYAK DUET.&lt;br /&gt;how much are we supposed to get. 200bux?&lt;br /&gt;then how come my one like get 300bux lidat. or izit becos i dun even noe how much is left in my bank.&lt;br /&gt;i've transfered my $$$ to iheartmakeup oredy. and then i lost my receipt this morning, so i cudnt fill in the form, so i got hyped up n rummaged thru my bag, n searched all over the house.&lt;br /&gt;lost lor.&lt;br /&gt;so i emailed her and luckily she cud track down my account number.&lt;br /&gt;phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shud stop spending as of now.&lt;br /&gt;i think i shud reveal one secret today lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEMALAM KAN KENGKAWAN, EDD MASOK DB.&lt;br /&gt;mcm best gitu kan encik dier suker aim laki aku?&lt;br /&gt;confinement boleh tanak kasi. asek db db db.&lt;br /&gt;kanina.&lt;br /&gt;tapi memang ah. dier pon da malas nak keje cos he's supposed to ORD on &lt;strong&gt;12th June&lt;/strong&gt; oredy. (STOP THINKING ABOUT IT BABE, i hate the similarity.)&lt;br /&gt;friday kuar.&lt;br /&gt;mcm da biase gitu. masok lagi je lah every month.&lt;br /&gt;-___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then he sed, "..i promise ni last i tak masok lagi sampai ORD..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;k bye love you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, i cant stand the girls on lynn's bf's ex gf.&lt;br /&gt;binget gitu. one even said abt lynn,&lt;em&gt; "see her face aredi we all noe she is a cheap gal who goes for guys with bikes. such a digger."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really ah lynn looks like dat? i dun think so.&lt;br /&gt;dayah look almost alike, that makes dayah one too? no?&lt;br /&gt;or you want me to paste a picture of a girl who looks like she loves stalking attached guys?&lt;br /&gt;im not lying about it. im not making up stories.&lt;br /&gt;god, they shud see the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make things worse, dayah told a story of how lynn got hooked up with rezzuan.&lt;br /&gt;like they broke up, then lynn came into the picture, then lynn got dumped by rez, then dayah n rez patched things up, then now break up then &lt;strong&gt;2 mths&lt;/strong&gt; later lynn got back with him again. ok ok.. wad do i noe abt it, siape lah aku..&lt;br /&gt;BUT EH, FROM &lt;strong&gt;HER STORY,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IS ANYTHING WRONG WITH THAT??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she said, she and her current bf is diff, she doesnt noe her current bf's ex. yada2.&lt;br /&gt;cukop time, kat tagboard, ader org sound ckp that &lt;strong&gt;she is actually dating sumone BF before the couple broke up becos of her.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg who's the bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ckpkan diri sendri eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, having to know lynn from my own personal experience, i think she knows her boundaries and she respect girls alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unlike sum, barely days/hours attack like hungry mother hyena already.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni 2months already lah woi...&lt;br /&gt;that dayah girl is just not over her ex lah lynn.&lt;br /&gt;dydy IS HER REBOUND. not you as rez's rebound like wad they said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sesungguhnyer aku meng-kepo kerane &lt;strong&gt;i believe that there are much worse sluts out there with their bloody legs wide open to other attached guys who deserves wad lynn is going thru lah ok?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so angry about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry and i cant wait to finish up my pasta at home.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-5835138054158399712?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/5835138054158399712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=5835138054158399712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5835138054158399712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/5835138054158399712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/story-was-my-sister-n-i-saw-her-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-8647541107788473709</id><published>2009-07-01T02:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T02:35:30.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>Monchi chi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpZYA31RsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j8K26j5rWps/s1600-h/30062009(009).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353189376169166530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpZYA31RsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j8K26j5rWps/s320/30062009(009).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV6LY4mYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/idIp9FIXAeM/s1600-h/30062009(001).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353185565061192066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV6LY4mYI/AAAAAAAAAP4/idIp9FIXAeM/s320/30062009(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV6NLmB_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/p87nhKw709c/s1600-h/30062009(005).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353185565542320114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV6NLmB_I/AAAAAAAAAPw/p87nhKw709c/s320/30062009(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dresses from OhSoFickle finally arrived. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV535jyxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/StPVUJvjy8k/s1600-h/30062009(015).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353185559829531410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV535jyxI/AAAAAAAAAPo/StPVUJvjy8k/s320/30062009(015).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpXcU1i55I/AAAAAAAAAQI/c13usmcUvO8/s1600-h/30062009(017).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353187251224504210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpXcU1i55I/AAAAAAAAAQI/c13usmcUvO8/s320/30062009(017).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV5vZit9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Sk23Tdl2EPI/s1600-h/30062009(022).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353185557547759570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV5vZit9I/AAAAAAAAAPg/Sk23Tdl2EPI/s320/30062009(022).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpaaEscV6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/UMZQLV2YCfE/s1600-h/30062009(020).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353190511066503074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpaaEscV6I/AAAAAAAAAQY/UMZQLV2YCfE/s320/30062009(020).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV5sYAAaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HDHH33EnKEo/s1600-h/30062009(028).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353185556735984034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpV5sYAAaI/AAAAAAAAAPY/HDHH33EnKEo/s320/30062009(028).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okehdaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-8647541107788473709?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/8647541107788473709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=8647541107788473709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8647541107788473709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/8647541107788473709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/07/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SkpZYA31RsI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/j8K26j5rWps/s72-c/30062009(009).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2166254298316907799</id><published>2009-06-30T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T23:32:39.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the aura of hypocrisy surrounding her, dumbfounded me real good.&lt;br /&gt;it was so strong, my brain cudnt process anything worse than the hypocrite itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;khekhekhe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually, we were waiting for our &lt;em&gt;'slam'&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;becos you see, it wasnt even our problem to start with.&lt;br /&gt;siape la kiter kan dlm hal nie? how i wish it was mine again.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i thank god it wasnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my boyfren.&lt;br /&gt;wish you were here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-2166254298316907799?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/2166254298316907799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=2166254298316907799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2166254298316907799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/2166254298316907799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/aura-of-hypocrisy-surrounding-her.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-1397795713353055617</id><published>2009-06-30T20:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T20:08:41.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;when &lt;strong&gt;TOO MANY&lt;/strong&gt; people are saying the same thing, it just had to be the truth. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;-SLANDERING&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enuff oredy siak kao.&lt;br /&gt;it gets too grossed over time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-1397795713353055617?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/1397795713353055617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=1397795713353055617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1397795713353055617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/1397795713353055617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-too-many-people-are-saying-same.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-450199653641285025</id><published>2009-06-30T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:53:22.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wah. i feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;i made lynn &lt;em&gt;'run here n there'&lt;/em&gt; to search for my &lt;strong&gt;secret&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bet kartina's doing it too..&lt;br /&gt;aiyah dun get too excited lah, its not so big, just dat i did sumthing i sed i will never do again.. i mean yah lah i learnt from mistake, but there's another mistake to be learnt from doing it. HEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, u all received my msg anot? i changed number liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;hint hint.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk. heres the picture i owed this blog.&lt;br /&gt;its actuali in my facebook oredy but nvm i post here also la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4990_97759413606_717658606_1944499_3374210_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 282px" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4990_97759418606_717658606_1944500_6789528_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4990_97759423606_717658606_1944501_4683873_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 217px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 281px" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4990_97759433606_717658606_1944503_7770713_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i look muscular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://photos-g.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4990_97759468606_717658606_1944510_3632711_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" alt="" src="http://photos-e.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4990_97759458606_717658606_1944508_7919583_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="" src="http://photos-f.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs119.snc1/4990_97759463606_717658606_1944509_7219276_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://photos-h.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4990_97759473606_717658606_1944511_556104_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA. i love eels n salmons so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://photos-d.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4990_97759453606_717658606_1944507_7768278_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 215px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px" alt="" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4990_97759448606_717658606_1944506_3779999_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px" alt="" src="http://photos-a.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc1/hs099.snc1/4990_97759438606_717658606_1944504_533360_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k dats all.&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i got another secret also.&lt;br /&gt;i dunoe lah kan why i want to keep secret2 ni sume.&lt;br /&gt;in the end also i tell.&lt;br /&gt;so wait lah, later when everything is over then i tell. together with reasons.&lt;br /&gt;FOR NOW. I CANT WAIT FOR THE GOVERNMENT TO GIVE BACK OUR $200.&lt;br /&gt;cepat2 kasi balek cepat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi! ok bye now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-450199653641285025?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/450199653641285025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=450199653641285025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/450199653641285025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/450199653641285025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4827968614576666803</id><published>2009-06-29T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:43:41.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, i just got back from buying sumthing. i got secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i learn from mistake, so i wun tell you guys wad it is sampai lah da "lepas hari" which will take 44 days. ok maybe 30days. or 14days.&lt;br /&gt;ok make it 7 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pls wait for 7 days before i tell u all my secret. meanwhile, u can search for clues in my facebook. see my daily uodates or sumthing. and i MIGHT just sign up for twitter since xiaxue tweeeeeet so much n i badly want to reply to her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINA KAO TAKMU KUTOK AKU OK.&lt;br /&gt;skg da banyak org pakai twitter.&lt;br /&gt;if you cant beat them, join them, they say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogspot so stupid cant upload pic. &lt;br /&gt;upload but never comeout.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4827968614576666803?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4827968614576666803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4827968614576666803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4827968614576666803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4827968614576666803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-i-just-got-back-from-buying-sumthing.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7687113827730210868</id><published>2009-06-29T14:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T15:34:32.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HALLLOOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak wait arh i want to go toilet.&lt;br /&gt;k back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekend is AWESOMEEEE!! its AWESOMMEEEE becos i got lotsa money!!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.  SO, wad did we do? we went to tasha's bday, reached there in time for the cake cutting. that girl so sweeet like dat with her maxi dress. sexaaaay ok? then she also lit a cupcake for her bf. SWEET KAN? mcm nak tear pon ader, bday dier tapi dier maseh ingat laki dier nyer bday.  ish. abeh we didnt get many pics cos i never bring camera. but its nice meeting fit n em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS SADDENING WHEN STRANGERS MEET AND THE TOPIC WE TALKED ABOUT WAS &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;you're such a sad thing, no no, at this situation, you shudnt be proud. you shud be ashamed of how you brought your 1st impression around pple. i mean, if pple were to SUDDENLY start bitching about you becos u got this handsome guy that they're eyeing on, or that you got the job they wanted, then you can say that they're just jealous. BUT THIS, this same topic, this thing pple are doing to you, ITS THE MOST SADDEST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN TO A WOMAN. or so, cos you claimed that you are one.&lt;br /&gt;its sad cos when you claim you have  a life full of frens, but most of them dun regconise u as one. like, we can give a group of pple you know your name, and they'll give the same description : SLUT.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, get your lovely pretty well-mannered LADIES frens to advise you on how to behave.&lt;br /&gt;they're much better souls who lived the life i n others respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but wadever. i thank god so much that pple dun that to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, MY SUNDAY!!&lt;br /&gt;my sunday was spent with my family, without my old dad n lydia gemok.&lt;br /&gt;i was suppsed to blanja all of them for lunch at sakura, but by the time we reached there, the lunch buffet dabes lor. so we decided to head for ramen tien (or how u spell it) at jubilee.&lt;br /&gt;yes i know. pandai kan? by the time we reached tthere da kul 2pluspm. da hungry to the max. SKALI TMPT TUH TAKDER LAGI!! da closed!!&lt;br /&gt;so we bought durians, then headed for hei sushi at sembawang shopping centre.&lt;br /&gt;so we ate like hungry cats.&lt;br /&gt;becos we ate fish mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are the pics.&lt;br /&gt;not much tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyah, edd want to go out oredy. i upload later2 AH.&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok byeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7687113827730210868?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7687113827730210868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7687113827730210868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7687113827730210868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7687113827730210868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/hallloooo.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4963678202581479633</id><published>2009-06-27T10:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T10:43:29.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVEY DOVEY MY PAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i can afford to pay the modelling agency at one go, but to think of it, wad if i need that amount sumtime in the month?&lt;br /&gt;wad am i talking about?&lt;br /&gt;Create Talents called me up lah. die2 want me to take 50 pics for the portfolio. die2 say i can take bikini pictures. last time EModels did that too. n they burnt my 20bux.&lt;br /&gt;then Exhiber, recommended by Qiuting, called me up but then i keep quiet also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to try it for once man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today is gona be busy day!! Abg Mamat's getting engage to Kak Mira!&lt;br /&gt;Abg Mamat ni Su punyer abg.. Su ni cousin si edd.. and Kak Mira is a very pretty lady.&lt;br /&gt;Got theme summore. im very the stick to the theme one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after that its Tasha's bday partaaay~&lt;br /&gt;theme is black with floral? KAO!&lt;br /&gt;NASEB BAEK AKU ADER SEDEMEKIAN DALAM GEROBOK AKU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;naseb baek also, that the engagement theme is black or white. save my time changing2.&lt;br /&gt;eh, why black or white eh? tribute to Michael Jackson eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok wadever, i have to rush!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4963678202581479633?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4963678202581479633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4963678202581479633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4963678202581479633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4963678202581479633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-lovey-dovey-my-pay-ok-i-can-afford-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-7132191901468529662</id><published>2009-06-26T15:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T22:55:11.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yah lah... you all heard abt the legendary King of Pop, Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;died at the age 50, yesterday, of cardiac arrest.&lt;br /&gt;aiyah im so shocked when i saw kartina's facebook status.&lt;br /&gt;its real this time! when i was small, my mummy always told me, "si micheal jackson nie kalau mati mesti byk org bunoh diri."&lt;br /&gt;now i wonder lah ader org tak bunoh diri.&lt;br /&gt;dulu elvis mati pon gitu. we're big fans of MJ, i grew up listening to him.&lt;br /&gt;mum had a whole album, n big LASER DISCS of his music videos n concerts. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;ok dah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, can you see my tagboard?? sumone shud be ashamed of herself..&lt;br /&gt;stop it siak prangai sundal. ni baru sundal.&lt;br /&gt;tak payah org nk tau u sleep around ke tidak, this is ENUFF oredy.&lt;br /&gt;behave eh pls? geli i.&lt;br /&gt;as long as she stays away from my bf, im gona be very nice.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY IS MY 2ND HARI MALAS.&lt;br /&gt;smlm da malas giler stay at home je.&lt;br /&gt;today is gona be like dat again. becos why?&lt;br /&gt;BEOS WE BOTH POKAI!! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;tunggu malam. gaji beribu2 nie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye&lt;br /&gt;the rockband's calling me suruh main lagu no doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-7132191901468529662?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/7132191901468529662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=7132191901468529662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7132191901468529662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/7132191901468529662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/yah-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>DROZAXX</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15957193095954777744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='32' src='http://bp3.blogger.com/_v6Q98C2pOh8/SDhdcv9zvpI/AAAAAAAAAAM/fRX0yzlJIRY/S220/DSC00223.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4506793636255816198</id><published>2009-06-25T08:04:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T09:27:41.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was sleeping last nite on edd's comfy bed, when he woke me up.&lt;br /&gt;showed me some stuffs on the computer, his new google chrome, the latest mrt victim video, my facebooks comments and then he sed, "abeh kan, i nampak something..."&lt;br /&gt;and he proceeds opening up our blog, to the shoutbox.&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- wanie put "aku anti matilda" on her tagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;you noe why pple say you kental? becos i fucking dun even have a Tagged to read those up.&lt;br /&gt;you're so kental that probably its sum of your frens in Tagged put that up in my shoutbox for me.&lt;br /&gt;you're so kental to the extent that your own 'fren' did that to you.&lt;br /&gt;it just shows what kind of a female you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go on now, delete all the frens in Tagged pulak ah amcm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that he's away, pls behave.&lt;br /&gt;stay away from drugs, and stay away pple's &lt;strong&gt;handsome&lt;/strong&gt; boyfrens.&lt;br /&gt;if you need help, i think there's a quit helpline on that issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you may proceed to aziela's blog:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://missparoxysm.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;http://missparoxysm.blogspot.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuse me now,&lt;br /&gt;i have a battle to win,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the red ants in my office.&lt;br /&gt;-.-''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4506793636255816198?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4506793636255816198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4506793636255816198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4506793636255816198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4506793636255816198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-sleeping-then-edd-woke-me-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4670521755843145511</id><published>2009-06-23T09:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T09:10:01.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8;font-size:180%;" &gt;OMG~~!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8;font-size:180%;" &gt;TRANSFORMERS REVENGE OF THE FALLEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8"&gt;watching it today. watching it today. watching it today, watching it today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8"&gt;booked the tix few days ago. weee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #d8d0c8"&gt;ok bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4670521755843145511?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4670521755843145511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=4670521755843145511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4670521755843145511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/4670521755843145511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/omg-transformers-revenge-of-fallen.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-3065712391020687760</id><published>2009-06-22T13:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T13:45:00.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM SUCH A PIG THIS WEEK!!&lt;br /&gt;i look down n i can see my bulging tummy!!&lt;br /&gt;pms sux.&lt;br /&gt;my food intake didnt double, it tripled!!&lt;br /&gt;like i pig out almost constantly!! i ate a mountain of rice with the curry chicken i helped cook at home, then went to edd house and saw sum chicken dishes n i quickly took another mountain of rice, and then i ate chicken satays and then i ate two sticks of ice creams and then i got home and im still hungry so i got angry that there weren't any chicken curry left but i found two donuts on the table so i ate it without asking who's!&lt;br /&gt;serves them right for not leaving 2 sets of wings for me to consume!!&lt;br /&gt;i dun get angry over food! well unless edd took my chicken skin that i've been saving lah, but apart from that I DUN GET ANGRY IF I DUN FIND FOOD IN MY CROWDED HOUSE! my pms! blame it on my hormones!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, i was nagging about the chicken to my mum this morny. turns out she did keep sum chicken for me.. awwww i love my mummyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IF I FOUND OUT THAT MY CHICKEN THAT MY BELOVE MUMMY KEPT FOR ME IS GONE, THEN THAT'S IT!! I AM GOING TO FINISH ALL THINGS EDIBLE IN THE HOUSE. let them starve.&lt;br /&gt;enuff is enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways heres the pics from sab's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4FRJoMZgI/AAAAAAAAA04/sKtxIbGIZTE/s400/SNV37781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4FSRdNB-I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/pKMCdS4PCIc/s400/SNV37777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4FRsQ3-xI/AAAAAAAAA1A/owwUAWOP32E/s400/SNV37780.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4FRwIJ-NI/AAAAAAAAA1I/VthCrkrOJEo/s400/SNV37779.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4FSnKI47I/AAAAAAAAA1Y/W9WphaUZwYg/s400/SNV37776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4BxrMe_PI/AAAAAAAAAzI/L25dXjYemas/s400/SNV37760.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4Egx60lEI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/t3OvZVWAtiU/s400/SNV37775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4ByLxaWYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/kYQzSlGpMxI/s400/SNV37761.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love how my legs looks like in the pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4Eh1haGPI/AAAAAAAAA0g/BOxhO_fVzXk/s400/SNV37773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4EimGoBEI/AAAAAAAAA0w/5R_TSU1Bg6Y/s400/SNV37771.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah ah. im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-3065712391020687760?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/3065712391020687760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=3065712391020687760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3065712391020687760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/3065712391020687760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-such-pig-this-week-i-look-down-n-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_OP9Ofd-CUuY/Sj4FRJoMZgI/AAAAAAAAA04/sKtxIbGIZTE/s72-c/SNV37781.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-6385903567673090404</id><published>2009-06-21T17:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T20:27:00.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aaaahhhh... its such a boring sunday!&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was spent playing arcade, watching movies, then hanging out with adek, shida, sab n chucky. and some of their frens cos it was sab's fren's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so edd n i, went out of the house quite late n was sooo plan less apart from the movies.&lt;br /&gt;we ate at far east then headed down to paragon, bought a tube dress in miss selfridge, then headed to cineleisure where edd told me he wants to 'introduce' meto his fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadahell, turns out it was adek. and shida.&lt;br /&gt;your head lah eh sayang? introduce konon.&lt;br /&gt;they were coincidentally watching the same movie as us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got along with shida quite ok eh. haha, i mean, i dun really like talking to pple unless i want to. but once i started talking then da mcm kenal lame gitu lah kan. so we still have time in our hands before the movie starts so we headed to the arcade and played Left 4 Dead.&lt;br /&gt;i was always scared of that game when i played it with edd in the xbox 360, cos the zombies are very scary. but wadahell, to please the guys, i and shida went along.&lt;br /&gt;SHIOK GILER LAH OK.&lt;br /&gt;i died many times becos im always the 1st to the front so kene attack nan zombie byk2. then edd or adek will always have to revive me. if it weren't me being dead, its shida's. played n played, tetiba masenyer da sampai nak tgk movie, it was Ghost of Girlfriends Past. adek n shida went to meet chucky and sab while edd n me went up to our seats 1st.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a sappy movie. but ok lah the humor was there also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met up with them again after the movie and we head to hermes, where chucky forced us to drink.&lt;br /&gt;this chucky canot say no u noe?&lt;br /&gt;if he had poured the drink into the cup, and he handed it to u, a no is not the answer. mcm devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he wanted his nipples to be pierced. 0_O&lt;br /&gt;edd pierced for him b4 but it was closed so he wanted it pierced again. adek did it cos edd didnt want to or sumthing. then skali adek cocok salah, and then he was scared to continue. so i told him i cud do it, and then it hit my mind that nanti sab ngamok lak kan. then adek was like, "ah kau anu ah!" so i turn to sab and confirmed again and she sed ok so i proceed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his nipples are bloody. but that guy got a very high pain tolerant.&lt;br /&gt;EH SAKET LAH BODO TINDEK PUNAT. kimek.&lt;br /&gt;so my hands were all bloody and ugh...  i looked at his bloody nipple, pain lah sial. i canot imagine the pain he's feeling!! i dunoe if he felt pain anot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we're all bloody and we got not tissue so shida n sab ran to the 7-11 to get some.&lt;br /&gt;and both nipples were pierced n then we sat n camwhored then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up this afternoon, went to ntuc to get cooking stuffs, then helped my mum cook chicken curry and strate away went out to edd's. so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as bored as i can be. gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;here the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 225px; height: 299px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1981.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 297px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1982.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 319px; height: 239px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1984.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 221px; height: 294px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1985.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 223px; height: 298px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1986.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 309px; height: 237px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1987.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 216px; height: 286px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1990.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 304px; height: 228px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG1992.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 306px; height: 229px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG2018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 226px; height: 303px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG2019.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 230px; height: 297px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG2020-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 227px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG2022-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 226px;" src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/CIMG2021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gona die of boredom now.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-6385903567673090404?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/6385903567673090404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20058509&amp;postID=6385903567673090404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6385903567673090404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20058509/posts/default/6385903567673090404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/2009/06/aaaahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>Miss Ann Trophy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c282/drozaxx/weekend%20200509/th_CIMG1981.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-4953688366874939331</id><published>2009-06-20T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T17:42:41.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss my granddad so much.&lt;br /&gt;how does one get over death of loved one so easily?&lt;br /&gt;its been almost two years and im still dreaming about him, kept thinking about him, kept seeing his face in old apek's or pakcik's.&lt;br /&gt;tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i had two of the best car rides last nite.&lt;br /&gt;1st it was my colleague's subaru impreza. SHE, hani, is a young malay girl who drives an impreza.&lt;br /&gt;grrrr.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, lunchtime was roti naan at woodgrove, i had garlic naan, n not enuff cash cos i forgot my atm card. lol. tkpe will payback on monday.&lt;br /&gt;then on the way back home, she drove like mad woman cos we were all late oredy lah. i had to be in the pandan's warehouse by 2pm n my other colleague was already waiting to pick me up.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly along the traffic light, there was this keling guy in lancer, and he swerves in our lane n drove slowly infront of us. sengaje lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;so hani tailgate him closely, then cuts his lane in a blink n it was her turn to drive slowly.&lt;br /&gt;road bully gets bullied by her ok?&lt;br /&gt;i love her man. she drives according to her car. get wad i mean?&lt;br /&gt;like some pple will have super sports up car, but drives like an old man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then it was the other colleague's car. his name is wan, and awi told me stories of his driving skill. wan is as old as my dad. and he drives a subaru sumthing. im not sure wad it was already cos it had this 'WRX' logo, but i noe its not a wrx. lol. an old impreza prolly. is there an old  impreza? k wadever. awi and i had to tompang his car to the other warehouse in pandan industrial area for a stockcount that was my worse nitemare. more on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this man drives like he's suicidal or sumthing. cos he swerves in and out of lane for no reason, tailgates others so others will give way instead of just cutting into their lane. he's like an ambulance! cos if pple didnt give way, he'll honk!! crazy.&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i enjoyed the car ride seating at the back seat. awi was all buckled up and very silent throughout the ride! i was silent too lah cos im not close with wan, my mum is, lol. but i was looking around his car figuring out wad model it was n sticking my face in between the front seats to get a better view of the road n cars he bullied.&lt;br /&gt;imagine driving 130km/hr in broad daylight with cars here and there. shiok! edd wud do dat if he owned a manual! the fastest edd drove with me in his car was 160km/hr nit was in the wee hours of the morning on a strate road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then we reached the nitemare warehouse at 2pm. less than 15mins from woodlands! naek teksi bayar 8bux je. hahaaa. and then at the nitemare warehouse, it was a mess. it was hell.&lt;br /&gt;hot, dusty, hot, cramped, hot. there was this guy, his name was halim. tried many ways to get close with me, until i think he thought im a lesbian. lol.&lt;br /&gt;between the stock count, we had a break, and he came to talk to me again. he ask wad was my position in shell, wad i had to do, and why i didnt try out for the post as warehouse scheduler, so i said, "oh, that post was taken by my mum."&lt;br /&gt;and then his eyes went wide, "MUM?!"&lt;br /&gt;"yeah, MUM!", i imitate his actions.&lt;br /&gt;"her name?", he asked.&lt;br /&gt;"sumanah.", i answered.&lt;br /&gt;and then he went, "YOUR MUM IS SUMANAH?! I DOWAN TO TALK TO YOU OREDY! IM VERY CLOSE TO HER! SHIT MAN! I CANOT TALK TO YOU OREDY SIAK."&lt;br /&gt;so i mumbled in relief, "yahlah very close rite always talk on the phone..*cheeky smile*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looove it. can i just say my mum's name then iritating guys will stop asking for number?&lt;br /&gt;like,&lt;br /&gt;iritating guy: dek mintak number bleh?&lt;br /&gt;me: SUMANAH!&lt;br /&gt;iritating guy: aaaarghhhhh! *burst in flames*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaaaaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so he asked for my age and i sed "21." and he sed he's 23. so i sed, "dun lie ah, u 32 rite."&lt;br /&gt;"no i 26."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wadahell.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder the warehouse's in a mess. oh, he's the warehouse manager anyways.&lt;br /&gt;it just shows his attitude lah kan. messy guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stockcount was supposed to end by 9pm. but since this guy managed the warehouse poorly, it still havent ended when i, awi n wan went home. it was 12midnight.&lt;br /&gt;TIME FOR THE THRILLING CAR RIDE BACK HOME!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOOH!&lt;br /&gt;u noe wad he did? he pulled a fast n furious stunt in our bke ok??&lt;br /&gt;along with an impreza hatchback! whoa that chinese guy in smartshirt was up for the challenge sia. i saw him cos wan drove centimeters apart side by side when he got a chance. i even smiled at him and he smile back. gila babis.&lt;br /&gt;that hatchback cut into our lane earlier, so wan honked him and beamed his light.&lt;br /&gt;wan then turned on his hazard lights and i knew i had to hold onto the car seat. the other car next to us quickly gave way, and wan cut thru 2 cars infront of that hatchback. i turned and saw that hatchback cutting thru again, i told wan, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(note i never talked to him before in my whole 1yr in shell)&lt;/span&gt; "eyy!! dier on ah! haha. cepat2! kene ikot ni!", so all the way, i look behind, while he swerves in n out of traffic, with hazard lights on. perangai. he even attempted hitting that car ok!! like purposely swerve in n out a couple of times infront of that car.&lt;br /&gt;in the end, that hatchback beamed his lights in surrender. and wan exits woodlands ave 3 in time.&lt;br /&gt;IN TIME LAH COS HE SWERVES RITE THRU 4 LANES OK?!!&lt;br /&gt;i can see my life sitting next to me and waving!!&lt;br /&gt;i tot at least he's gona miss my exit since he's racing. but noooooooo. he had to do dat.&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, awi was silent. gahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got home with my head still attached, and i was sticky and smelly. so i took a shower, found out my family left me for karaoke, so i packed my stuffs and took a taxi ride back to edd's.&lt;br /&gt;the taxi driver looks like my late grandad. i dunnoe lah eh. my late granddad likes to eat rendang. he likes traditional dishes ah typical kan.&lt;br /&gt;and then this uncle, can suddenly tell me, "i like to eat rendang, u like anot?"&lt;br /&gt;wad?!! i almost cried ok. muke da same, tetibe je bilang aku sal rendang.&lt;br /&gt;then when we reached n i paid him, instead of saying "goodnight uncle."&lt;br /&gt;i said, "see you soon uncle.." and he even answered, "see you also!"&lt;br /&gt;so all the way up to edd's house, i had this blank look. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad sia. i have to visit my granddad's grave soon.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt he came to my house gate, fully clothed, its always like dat, he will always stop by the gate.&lt;br /&gt;and called me to pass me sumthing, yes its always HIM passing me SUMTHING, and so i cried and asked him, "kenape yaii maseh nk dtg ni? kan org maken rindu nanti!!" cos in the dream, i knew he was dead. its ALWAYS LIKE DAT everytime i dreamt of him.&lt;br /&gt;and then he said, "ak ah lah.. abeh kakak tanak tgk yaii."&lt;br /&gt;waaarghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;but i cant! i know i wud cry over his grave if im there.&lt;br /&gt;i noe i will be all depressed like i was on the day we buried him.&lt;br /&gt;i cudnt eat nor cud i sleep.&lt;br /&gt;it was very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i had to emphasise abt him being fully clothed becos, my grandmama sed that org yang da meninggal kalau tkder org sedekah doa atau al-fatihah, they will return in dreams naked.&lt;br /&gt;or with less cloth lah. im glad we gave him enuff doa.. i mean everyday without fail, an al-fatihah for him.&lt;br /&gt;but then we cant really believe all that syaings lah kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok im not gona talk abt him again.&lt;br /&gt;edd asek tanyer2 da ke belom da ke belom.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE GOING TO TOWN.&lt;br /&gt;BYE SEE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-4953688366874939331?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://drozaxx.blogspot.com/feeds/4953688366874939331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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sumthing anot?&lt;br /&gt;my cheap china mp3/mp4 is not spoilt at all!!&lt;br /&gt;theres nothing wrong with it.&lt;br /&gt;just sumthing wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunnoe how to switch it on properly.&lt;br /&gt;sorry china.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not my fault &lt;em&gt;okeeehh???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the manual says, "USE THE ON/OFF SWITCH TO SWITCH IT ON."&lt;br /&gt;sumthing lidat.&lt;br /&gt;and the on/off switch is placed at the bottom of this chinese.&lt;br /&gt;how i noe, u may ask?&lt;br /&gt;becos down there got put the word "ON/OFF".&lt;br /&gt;so when i did as told, it cudnt be switched on. unless i connect it to the pc lah.&lt;br /&gt;BUT MY DARLING HERO EDD SAVED MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;he happily press the middle navigation button and taadaaaa it switched on without even being connected to the usb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaaaahahaaaaa..&lt;br /&gt;im so silly..&lt;br /&gt;made him come all the way to my workplace to take the mp3 to send it to sim lim when actually its not spoilt at all.&lt;br /&gt;stupid unfunctional switch.&lt;br /&gt;its only there for show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, today that married guy, i went thru my workplace gate, walked pass the canteen, and the canteen window opened, and i heard a coarse voice called out on me. i turn and it was him lah.&lt;br /&gt;he threw a flying kiss at me. like, "..waaaaty.. &lt;em&gt;*mwaaahks&lt;/em&gt;*"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg. even my armpit hair raised.&lt;br /&gt;g.r.o.s.s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight tonight i shall record2 my scary workplace. lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SI BUDAK TASHA NAK KENE GIGIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20058509-782464737418234856?l=drozaxx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_OPqiu-5hlB4/SP1yBBt3X_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BsRDtQjcbfU/S220/waty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20058509.post-2092562256348544689</id><published>2009-06-17T14:47:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:48:54.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FINALLY WATCHED TRANSFORMERS ON BLU RAY LAST NITE.&lt;br /&gt;i slept with a baaaaad cramp yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;it was so bad, i even dreamt about it.&lt;br /&gt;and no its not menses yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my china mp3/mp4 decided to die on me after only 3 days of care.&lt;br /&gt;and it will only come to life with its life support on;&lt;br /&gt;the usb connector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pull it out n off it goes. dead.&lt;br /&gt;-__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hooked reading, Anthony Burges - A Clockwork Orange.&lt;br /&gt;watched the movie lah, but didnt quite concentrate so i chose to read it up.&lt;br /&gt;now i understand his language, "..appy polly loggies.."&lt;br /&gt;OH DID I MENTION IM READING IT FROM MY MP3??&lt;br /&gt;yes yes.. theres E-book in this stupid chinese.&lt;br /&gt;so imagine my frustration when i've happy2 installed the e-book in it then canot switch&lt;br /&gt;on without connection to the computer.. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edd's gona send it to the hospital at sim lim square later on. THANK YOU SAYANG.&lt;br /&gt;he's going there with the rich man alfie. lol. that guy just got his insurance money lor.&lt;br /&gt;shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i tell you sumthing?&lt;br /&gt;i dun have a earphone for my mp3/mp4.&lt;br /&gt;i only have loud speakers.&lt;br /&gt;yes. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recorded my journey from the warehouse old scary toilet to the guardhouse main gate last nite.&lt;br /&gt;yeah i went behind at 8++pm. when all the old folks here kept telling me not to go there after 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;im just like dat. the more you say do not, the more i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;but the camera's memory got itself full, so it was done halfway.&lt;br /&gt;AM GOING TO DO IT AGAIN TONIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;its not so scary lah. i mean, apart from the jasmine fragrance and hearing pple walking, kids giggling when actually noone's around, THATS ALL.&lt;br /&gt;probably sumone IS walking around just that the place is so big i cant see who or where the person is.&lt;br /&gt;but then again, who wud want to walk around there? another me???&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha, ok inside joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos my workplace is well known for dopplegangers.&lt;br /&gt;we've spotted many replicas of our colleagues who've gone for mc or leave.&lt;br /&gt;they will suddenly be seen walking around the work place acting weird, like, not talking just smiling, just staring, just walking strate.&lt;br /&gt;AND THEN YOU WILL REALISE, "ehh.. he on leave wad.."&lt;br /&gt;that happened to me before ok.&lt;br /&gt;my fren, who was also my mum's working partner was on 2 weeks reservist leave. i saw him walking in &lt;strong&gt;broad daylight&lt;/strong&gt; near the canteen as i was heading for the gate. i waved and ask him where he was heading cos i was going home mane tau bleh tompang2, but he smiled n waved back and walk off.&lt;br /&gt;i saw him walking behind towards the drum filling area. back towards the warehouse.&lt;br /&gt;so i tot, "..oh ok he stil got work."&lt;br /&gt;it was until he got out of sight that i remembered he was on leave cos my mum was at work covering for him. so i asked around whether anyone saw him at work dat day and all gave me the same big fat NO and that he was on reservist leave and it was on his 3rd day. HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;sape nak gi patah balek keje lah kan kalau da kat tgh2 hutan???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;imagine if he's heading for the gate too n i tompang him back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thank you,&lt;br /&gt;i just remembered i left the camera on my bed while unpacking my bag today.&lt;br /&gt;means i just have to do it tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;a thursday nite.&lt;br /&gt;this is all planned!!&lt;br /&gt;they purposely made my camera memory full yesterday so i cant record,&lt;br /&gt;and purposely made me forget to pack the camera in my bag today, so that i have to record it on a thursday nite!!&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU! 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