<?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-8366485</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:10:26.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Da_FiD</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-114935315855707736</id><published>2006-06-04T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T11:31:52.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Its been a long time..&lt;br /&gt;Moments of Happiness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;My prayers have been answered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"Bersyukur kepada Allah.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happines on 2 June 2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- It was my younger sis, Mizaro's Birthday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"HaPpY BiRtHdAy!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Enjoy ur self-bought black long shoes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- My BLaNKie fetched me from camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We watched "The Nun"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;At the east side, Tampines Mall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I felt bad for he always pampered me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But i just love the way he is..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- Around 2200hrs plus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;My first ever nephew came to earth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Muhd Faid Hariz B Muhd Fauzi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*I hope I got the spelling right..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Hes superly handsomely cute and plumpy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Dont believe.. Check this out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="833" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby049.jpg" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="833" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby056.jpg" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="833" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby053.jpg" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="833" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby054.jpg" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="833" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/baby052.jpg" width="403" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happines on 3 June 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- It was the moment of joy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"LoVe is in the AiR"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;At my very own bus stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ard 0030hrs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He confessed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I smiled and waited..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Man just don't get it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was still waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"..Its sooo like secondary school.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;He did..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I grinned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;From ear to ear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Enuff said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~BB HeaRTs BLaNKie Loads~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-114935315855707736?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114935315855707736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114935315855707736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/06/double-happiness.html' title='Double Happiness'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-114503657214817855</id><published>2006-04-15T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:38:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>State of Confusions</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Friday, April 14, 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Her Love for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;is like the wind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't see it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But I always feel it.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;time passes so fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;at times we didn't even realise,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;dat the breathes we take,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eventually ends da day in an instant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;blood gushing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my heart pumping,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my ears buzzing,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and my eyes were blinded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i sat to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i couldn't find a reason why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;you were everything to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and everything dat i'd ever dream of..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u may appear so sudden,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;or even at the wrong time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i sat to myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i hope dere was a reason why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the times we shared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;were golden moments of my life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it can be rewinded,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but it could never be replayed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i sat to myself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i knew that the moments were priceless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and dere was always a reason why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but as times moved on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there were ups and downs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we guided each other,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;in this dark and massive storm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when u fell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i offered u my hand,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but when i fell,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u offered me yr arms..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and at the end of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i sat to myself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she is so special and extraodinaire,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i knew there was a reason why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i didn't know her dat much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nor do i know everything about her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but whenever she appears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i felt as though i knew her for years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;people says dat i do not look like her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but why does she look like me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the wind became our symbol,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the weather became our model,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it may rain and even be so cloudy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but whenever she appears,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the sun emerge from the rain!it kills away all my pain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;people say i do not look like her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but why does the weather mentions her name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i remembered,at once..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was helpless..and lost...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i couldn't go home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i was peniless..and empty..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i thought it was the end of the world..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but when she appeared,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;she helped me find my way home!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;people say i do not look like her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but why does she fight the world for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after all this questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my questions mixed with confusion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;confusion turns haywire..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and now i'm back inside the compass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;being a needle once more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i thought dat i knew which direction where to go,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but where is she,my torch and my soul?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after this battle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;we lost each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;distance began to seperate us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and now we rarely talk to each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it's like we're living in pluto and mars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;while we're still living on earth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;after all the damage..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there is noone to blame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;except for myslef..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;let it be my mistake..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i didn't make any move to save us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;how could i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;when dere isn't anyway to contact u?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but deep within i blame myslef..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;distance may seperate us,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;work and studies might push us away..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but in this special place of my heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;u were always dere..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;alive..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;every minute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and every moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there u will be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the Heroine Of my Heart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;thank u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and may god always guide u.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;-Ameer Hassaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lets hear on what I have got to say..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For the second time..&lt;br /&gt;U posted for me..&lt;br /&gt;With this..&lt;br /&gt;I thank u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U felt my love..&lt;br /&gt;Like the wind..&lt;br /&gt;But did I feel urs..&lt;br /&gt;Even if I seek for the breeze..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes so fast..&lt;br /&gt;When we are together..&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, u drifted..&lt;br /&gt;Even if its for 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my muscles tensed..&lt;br /&gt;My feelings ached..&lt;br /&gt;Knowing I will make a fatal mistake..&lt;br /&gt;Just to know how badly u want me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are my only hope..&lt;br /&gt;My only world and galaxy..&lt;br /&gt;Tho I came at the wrong time..&lt;br /&gt;U still accept me then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed those times..&lt;br /&gt;Where we met as different status..&lt;br /&gt;The senority n juniority..&lt;br /&gt;The singlehood n the one taken..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U neva fails to cheer me up..&lt;br /&gt;Neither did I fail to ease ur problems..&lt;br /&gt;We promised to brave thru storms n weather..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But look at us now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drifting apart from our very own ground..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I had no idea how I got dumb-strucked..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just after knowing the 'culprit'..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who wrote such stuffs in the appraisal..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Needless to say..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chemistry flows thru the electricity to the eyes..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The wind is what we yearning for..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause that is what brings us closer to each other..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The message brought across..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"..Sealed with a kiss.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It just kills the aches and pain of 'missingness'..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He sent me home..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Despite of being super late..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Offered him what he needed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;He returned an unexpected smooch..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought we knew where we were heading..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boy, I was sooo wrong..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U cant even make up your mind..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be with me or with her..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A good metaphor of an unsecured, confused needle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In a good condition of a normal compass..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In this battle..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We have never lost each other..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is just that we are not strong enough..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To hold each other strong back again..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And now slowly, drifting..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Away from our sights..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As a matter of fact..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;After reflecting back..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thanked Allah for it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its a test from him to us..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And we failed it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Even though u tried to save it..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;By contacting me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I tested u by not replying them..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It had failed the moment..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;U stopped and felt lost..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nevermind the pain..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thanked its the past.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As for now..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Im glad I had expressed.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What i have wanted to say all this while..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I moved on..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And so should you..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Friends we shall be..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I thanked for everything that had happened..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause thats where I learnt..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The beauty of an unrequited relationships..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-114503657214817855?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114503657214817855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114503657214817855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/04/state-of-confusions.html' title='State of Confusions'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-114456756508128778</id><published>2006-04-09T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T15:26:05.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake me up inside</title><content type='html'>Cranky..&lt;br /&gt;Jus lack of sleep..&lt;br /&gt;I hope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, jus felt like typing wat i felt rite now..&lt;br /&gt;So wat am I feelin?!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.. Zero..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait to go back to HTA where I felt my life is well used..&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel the pain and comfort at the same time in HTA..&lt;br /&gt;Im beginning to hate weekends where I keep lying down on my bed and look into space..&lt;br /&gt;I just want to stay inside..&lt;br /&gt;Its just much betta than to think of nothing but him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;How can I still think of him when he dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;How can I dream of being wif him when he dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;How can I eva wish to be by his side when he dont..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;In the first place, who am I to him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Dear Diario,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I used to write to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Now, Im just simply plain lazy and tired..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;But then, I missed writing to u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Pardon for my laziness..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hope u feel me like the way u used to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Haish..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I betta get going..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hot iron is awaiting for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Uniforms are waiting to be ironed-smart..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Papers and books are waiting to be full of markings..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Bag is waiting to be full..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And here I am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Wasting my time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Okie.. Fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I go..&lt;br /&gt;A very big shout out to all my peeps..&lt;br /&gt;I miss u guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"HaPpY BiRtHdAyS to AlL mY FeLloW PeePs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Omar (2 March)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Sarah (8 March)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Hana (16 March)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Firdaus (23 March)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Zaihar (2 April)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Adnan (8 April)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Did I miss out anybody?! Pardon me if I did..  And ermm, sorry if I didnt msg some of u to wish ya.. Busy wif in-camp trainings.. May all ur wishes come true.. Hugs n Kisses!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-114456756508128778?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114456756508128778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114456756508128778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/04/wake-me-up-inside.html' title='Wake me up inside'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-114452031251671160</id><published>2006-04-09T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T02:21:22.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cant get over it</title><content type='html'>Heyz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time..&lt;br /&gt;Just to say..&lt;br /&gt;Im dont feel good whenever i returned back home on friday..&lt;br /&gt;I will be reminded, no matter what..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To someone,&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how u feel and what ur thinking..&lt;br /&gt;But I just cant get over that day..&lt;br /&gt;Pls guide me..&lt;br /&gt;I was not convinced..&lt;br /&gt;I feel shitty and above all..&lt;br /&gt;Should I move on or stay..&lt;br /&gt;Im lost than ever..&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to turn to..&lt;br /&gt;A shoulder to cry on..&lt;br /&gt;Someone to hug to..&lt;br /&gt;Just anything that can ease off my mind..&lt;br /&gt;Just someone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now, ur no longer there for me..&lt;br /&gt;Neither will be in the future..&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for my wrong deeds..&lt;br /&gt;Thanx for everything..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Let me walked away from my Shane West and be the Leukemia Mandy Moore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Ku Seru" by Misha Omar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ku membayangi jiwa hati mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Tapi perpisahan menunggu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ku ingin membelai mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Namun kasih ku tiada restu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Diri begini kerna selalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Di tinggalkan marah sengsara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Hingga hilang terlupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Siapa aku sebenarnya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sayang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(Korus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh dengarlah sayu tangisan ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mengapa degupanmu ku seru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kerna kesepian nan berlalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kembalikan hidup yang ku rindu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Oh dengarlah sunyi tangisan ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kau tahu ku amat menyayangi mu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pergilah kau bukan milik ku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pulang pada yang mengasihiDiri mu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kesepian berlalu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Maafkan daku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sampai di sini &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Ku lepas kau pergi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Biar ku damai bersemadi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Luka mu ku mengerti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kan ku hilangkan derita.. Ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;(Ulang korus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kau ku seru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-114452031251671160?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114452031251671160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/114452031251671160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/04/cant-get-over-it.html' title='Cant get over it'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113996047161136776</id><published>2006-02-15T07:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T07:41:11.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thankius to all</title><content type='html'>Okie, few hours from now, I will be at Prison HQ, then to Home Team Academy..&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to shaking leg..&lt;br /&gt;Hello to the NEW World..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With these, I would like to express my greatest gratitude to those who wished me luck, spending time with me in one way or another and all.. Really thankiu guys.. U guys must take a very good care of yourself.. Hope to meet u all someday k.. Keep in touch ppl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taggers Replies:-&lt;br /&gt;blog hopper:&lt;br /&gt;Not really a pro dancer.. Just a freelance only.. All the best in dancing k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maz:&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Im ok now and evrything is just niceeee.. Glad to spend time with u esp at the cineleisure.. hehe.. See ya ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hanani:&lt;br /&gt;U take care aight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fellow clt:&lt;br /&gt;Hey, thanx.. Got ur msg.. Ermm, do drop by and identify urself aight.. Thanx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis_Dada:&lt;br /&gt;I mish ya damn loads.. U take good care aight.. Hope to see ya ard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tha Clover:&lt;br /&gt;I believe u got ur ans aight.. Take care Fizzy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zaz:&lt;br /&gt;Hey, u take good care aight.. Gonna mish ya too.. See ya soon k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42:&lt;br /&gt;Hey buddy, take care aight.. Cant wait for the jersey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;syamsinator:&lt;br /&gt;Hey, mish ya too.. Take care aight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LeRa:&lt;br /&gt;Link u up soon k.. Take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;effurr:&lt;br /&gt;Its okie la gal.. U take care k sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chins:&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Happy belated V day.. Hehe.. Gonna mish ya lame craps man.. Takle care dudette..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwincess:&lt;br /&gt;Hey.. Take care gal.. Yep, prison la jawabnye.. Hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113996047161136776?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113996047161136776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113996047161136776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-thankius-to-all.html' title='My thankius to all'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113950027883656632</id><published>2006-02-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:56:35.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Clouded Minds - Vapour eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"As the fingers spent its time typing this words of mine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The sorrowful tears bottling at the verge.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early in the morning.. Rest for 15 mins here and there and finally decided to bath at 8.15am.. Was ready by 8.30am.. Woke up my sureties..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing up the Training Deeds today at 11am at Prison HQ.. Was eveready for it.. While waiting for my sureties to get ready, ate cereals while surfing the net.. Smily so early in da morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drizzling by the time when we reached there.. Finished my lolli upon reaching.. Saw my senior Iskandar with his sureties.. Read documents, being briefed and sign docs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mind is whirling after the whole signing deed ended.. Like seriously.. But all that blown away by the wind when I rushed off to my self-declared last parade in BTS.. Or rather, my last time in NCC.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;For real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore the uniform for the last time.. Cadets shocked upon my presence?! Discipline down the drain but fun still need to go on.. Had fun with games and serious with the Part Ds.. Tell each and everyone about what is good and bad in their dressings.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Teachers helping me out to boost my confidence for the Prison Career.. Rebuild the confidence in the Part B boys.. Acted as the CO for dismissal parade.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Salutation*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Went home with the cutests, so called bro and sis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to reality.. I feel like breaking down any moment.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;For real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Once I embark on this new journey, I got to sacrifice everything.. No more of the mentions.. Dance, NCC, Hockey, TVs on weekdays, offers from outside companies to work as part timers and a whole lot of me will have to be erased for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BLOODY 2 YEARS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Else I got to pay back like &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;20k&lt;/span&gt;.. Why no more of the mentions.. Simply, I must not get injured outside of trainings esp when my ankles are much fragile rite now.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tats not the saddest part&lt;/span&gt;.. Training extended to 5 months due to the moving Home Team to Old CCK rd in March.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Still, its not the saddest part&lt;/span&gt;.. I got to read, study and learn the law chapters which is freakin thick.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Not the saddest part yet&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant put my mind to ease.. I freakin dunno &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;what to be expected and what to expect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; from the Basic Officer Course.. Its like a whole new thing.. I guess Im being paranoid but Im really scared if I eva gonna screwed the whole thing.. A week of Orientation.. A week of Attachment.. Before the actual training start.. I dunno wat is wrong wif me.. Maybe I just need time to chill.. Im really scared.. No kid.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaaarrrgghhhh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Feel like pouring then maybe I will feel better.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Just let me cry in silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to smile.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those whose taking &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'O' Level&lt;/span&gt; results tmr, all the best and may u get the grades tat u all have been wishing for.. Especially to my titans.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Goodie Luck&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis msged the whole family that &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;insya'allah a new born Adam will be gifted in june this year&lt;/span&gt;.. According to my kak, in the 3D image, he is normal.. Plush, he is a shy baby.. Aww.. How lovely.. I hope to meet my nephew soon.. Insya'allah.. Syukur pada mu ya Allah.. Sesungguhnya kau lah maha kuasa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my dear sistas Sarah, Hana and Dessy askin me out for dinner tmr at Cityhall, Sakura.. And the Titans wanna meet up for dinner too at Cityhall.. Man.. Im really broke.. But tats not the prob.. I just too depressed to meet anyone for I dunno wats the heaviest thing in my mind tat could possibly bring my morale and dignity down today.. But I see how.. Maybe I meet my sistas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, enuff said.. My visions kept being blurred.. Cant bring down the tears.. Bottling up feelings with unspoken words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need someone to talk to.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need a shoulder to cry on..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need to be hugged now..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Drifted slowly, with head low, morales down, faded away..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113950027883656632?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113950027883656632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113950027883656632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/clouded-minds-vapour-eyes.html' title='Clouded Minds - Vapour eyes'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113941983354977709</id><published>2006-02-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T01:30:33.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Foreva PrInCeSs HaRyAnA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I cant get enough of her.. And now Im missing my dear &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Princess Haryana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; a lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie, so we went out today.. 2.30pm at Tampines Small Mac.. Headed to Sky Garden and reminiscing the memories.. Gosh.. From my &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;prison application&lt;/span&gt;: from the signing up - 1st assesment: handing out docs - 2nd assesment: interview - 3rd assesment: job preview and fitness test and last assesment: Medical check up to couple of topics, summarised, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the Princesses, Poly life, guys, my love life, her poly times, the TP dudes, cam whores and choco ice blended and one last thing:- my stomachache&lt;/span&gt;.. Haish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sho much fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. We went to the fitness corner just to take loads of pics.. Then headed to Gazibo which happened to be another fitness corner and took pics again.. Tat is how bad our cam-whoring is.. Hehe.. And yah, my stomach had to spoil the day.. Haish.. Uurrrgghhh.. So we decided to head home and hour earlier.. Yeah, we acted like a les for a moment.. Hehe.. Jus u know tat put hand ard the other arm.. Nothing much la.. We both STRAIGHT okie.. Plus I got &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my syg&lt;/span&gt; okie.. Took pic along the way to Tamp int.. Haha.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kewlness&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enuff said.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Enjoy the pics&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3568.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3568.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3577.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3577.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3583.jpg" border="0" 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113941983354977709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-foreva-princess-haryana.html' title='My Foreva PrInCeSs HaRyAnA'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113932989378374580</id><published>2006-02-07T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T00:31:33.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My instant confessions</title><content type='html'>My soul just died..&lt;br /&gt;My heart just bleed..&lt;br /&gt;Everything falls apart..&lt;br /&gt;At this very instant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?!&lt;br /&gt;Because..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant talk..&lt;br /&gt;Cant speak..&lt;br /&gt;Whispering..&lt;br /&gt;Sweet nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh?!&lt;br /&gt;Meaning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugging..&lt;br /&gt;Kissing..&lt;br /&gt;Be it virtually..&lt;br /&gt;Or the reality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now?!&lt;br /&gt;This was what happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liking each other..&lt;br /&gt;Love is in the air..&lt;br /&gt;Yet the truth..&lt;br /&gt;has never been told..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sayang, my dear..&lt;br /&gt;The one and only..&lt;br /&gt;Has a gf..&lt;br /&gt;And an angel..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say..&lt;br /&gt;Just want to know..&lt;br /&gt;Who he wants..&lt;br /&gt;The most in his life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live one time..&lt;br /&gt;True love one time..&lt;br /&gt;Marriage one time..&lt;br /&gt;Death comes one time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decisions need to make..&lt;br /&gt;In order to live at ease..&lt;br /&gt;I hope to hear..&lt;br /&gt;Ur truly choice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My decision is final..&lt;br /&gt;Tat is to be with u..&lt;br /&gt;Brave thru storms and weathers..&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of circumstances..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now left with u..&lt;br /&gt;u, u and the only u..&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say to u..&lt;br /&gt;Please be true..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113932989378374580?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113932989378374580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113932989378374580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/my-instant-confessions.html' title='My instant confessions'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113932017645592440</id><published>2006-02-07T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T21:49:36.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truths - Confusion - Heartaches - Lies --&gt; Which one is it?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haish&lt;/strong&gt;.. How do I begin this.. &lt;strong&gt;Haish&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while Ive been living in a love fantasy.. I always dream that this fantasy will come true.. Which it did.. But I cant express to anyone, not to the whole world.. I have to tell my closests cos they know that I have always share my deepest thoughts and probs with em.. But still nothing can solve my situation as it needs both hands to clap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been hiding my true feelings.. I thought I could rely on my blog, not the whole frame but at least, the minimum.. Im heavenly wrong.. Before I could actually put my mind to ease, there the gf had watched me like a hawk.. Sorry &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*H*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, cant help it tat Im being watched in this very blog.. I mean yes its true, I keep myself updated bout them.. But not because I want to destroy them or what.. Just want to know where i really stand in this position and at least know how my future lies from there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, soon enough, the gf, him and me met and talked.. For hours, still not solved.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. I just kept my true feelings.. Not worth being true to myself since I was the one who supposed to be at the losing end.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. If u really know what I mean.. Actually, I dont wanna make matter worse thus dont wanna meet the gf but when I read her posts, I got pissed off badly and so there was I meeting the eye of the beholder.. He told the gf that he dont love me and I was the one who keeps expressing my love to him.. Plus he could not avoid me and stuffs.. Seems like Im a desperado rite.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Haish&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. How could anyone take it.. Can u handle such things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to say it all.. But when I met him and the gf, things changed.. Im losing.. Whatever.. I helped them but who help me.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Tats my ans..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sometimes, things got bad btw them.. I dunno whats their actual status.. Even &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*S*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and I were the victims of this whole issues.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. When can I ever hear the real story.. When can I ever stop hurting someone's heart or be hurt myself.. What can I do when I have never tell lies.. Its entirely up to him now.. Hes the one who started this, only he can end this.. Well, I can end this too actually.. Just that I wont end this matter without hurting both parties, including myself.. Cos I speak da truth and da truth hurts.. So I jus wished he has neva lied to me all this while cos if he did, he will receive his retributions.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Our promises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To my syg &lt;strong&gt;*A*&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tho I trust u a lot but as a girl, we do trust our judgements.. Sometimes I feel that u are troubling urself with troubled gals like me.. Cos u see, u have the simple path to go thru in ur life but u chose to brave thru storms and weathers with me.. Even so, u are still with her.. I cant even tell who do u want in ur life.. And Im really scared, just like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*H*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Cos we both, tho have different positions in ur life, dont want to be treated like a queen at one moment and then a shit after some times.. I just hope u make up ur mind and hope that when the time comes, I will be here to respect ur decisions.. Like her, I dont want to share my property with anyone else.. But it seems that u always have back ups.. U have ur angel, u have ur gf and u have me.. The 3 of us are always here for u.. But honestly, I hope u can decide the ONE and I can tell u, no enemies made.. Just some hearts broken BUT be assured life still have to go on.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Till then, feel the wind if u miss me cos tats the wind tat gonna prove to u how much i syg u alot..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113932017645592440?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113932017645592440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113932017645592440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/truths-confusion-heartaches-lies-which.html' title='Truths - Confusion - Heartaches - Lies --&gt; Which one is it?!'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113921496860541467</id><published>2006-02-06T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T16:36:09.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nervous Breakdown + Missing my peeps</title><content type='html'>Hey hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been busy lately with my never-ending activities.. Well, what should I post about now.. Hmmm.. Oh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nervous Breakdown:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most ppl know.. Prison Officer had make my nerves wrecked.. Basic Officer Course on da 15 Feb 06 really gives me butterflies in my stomach and never fails to think out of da box like "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What is going to happen there?", "What should I do?", "What will become of me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and all sorts of curiousity questions.. My sis Yati also felt the same way as me.. I felt like Im gonna break down anytime soon.. I dunno why.. But Im really scared.. This is different from NCC.. Different from everything else that I have gone through.. Really praying the best to Allah for my sister and I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Positively Optimistic"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. That is what Im going to focus when I get there.. Am trying my best to cheer up while it last.. Will really like to thanx all my peeps for being there for me, consoling me, comforting me in one way or another.. I have my visions and dreams to fulfil.. Hope I can achieve em.. With this, I hope Yati and I make our way through together in our career.. Not forgetting Iskandar, Norish and the others who will be going in too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Missing My Peeps:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hope to meet everyone before I actually carry out BOC.. Loads of peeps to mention.. So a big shout out to my friends in NCC, EAST Cliques, Titans, BTS, TPDE, Dance, Hockey, TP Princesses, TP dudes and anywhere else.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Make a date with me before 15 Feb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; k..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna mish y'all loads..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Gonna mish my TV dates, my mum's cooking, my outings with friends, my never-ending activities, NCC, Dance, Hockey, running with Aswandy, my friends, my gfs, my syg, my evrything.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haish.. Haish.. Haish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~Urrrggghhhhhhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113921496860541467?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113921496860541467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113921496860541467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/nervous-breakdown-missing-my-peeps.html' title='Nervous Breakdown + Missing my peeps'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113889695764399425</id><published>2006-02-02T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T23:57:43.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The GREATEST Match Ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1st february 2006..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Wednesday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;8pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Delta Sports Complex..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Singapore Cricket Club (SCC)&lt;/span&gt; - Us in yellow white jersey, black skirt and yellow socks..&lt;br /&gt;vs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ceylon Sports Club (CSC)&lt;/span&gt; - Opponent in orange jersey, black skirt and black socks..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match began..&lt;br /&gt;We have the ball..&lt;br /&gt;In less than 5 minutes, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; scored the first goal.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Kept shouting &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Shes da &lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;After some hard time, the opponent scored their first goal.. Daymn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bad News:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;B-A-D-L-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; injured on the first half..&lt;br /&gt;One of the opponent and me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BANGED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; into each other, causing my right cheek to be in pain.. Managed to recover once I saw the ball..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my right ankle &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TWISTED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at the wrong time and I &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLIDED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my left knee which was scratched on Nis Party caused by Khalis..&lt;br /&gt;Before the halftime went through, thanx to my opponent that I was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TRIPPED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;FALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SLIDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the same, causing my left knee to be scratched again and my legs were &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HEAVENLY in PAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. All really thanxed to my opponent for putting the stick infront of me..&lt;br /&gt;Could have tried to score and plus, a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;PENALTY SHOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for that cos it was in a D..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halftime..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1 - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Fidah, u are doing well.. Stay where you are.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Are u ok?! U want to rest or.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Kevin's concerned..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Im ok.. Im going all out.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Play the last half like ur last 35 mins.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Mis had spoken with a cheery voice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"S-C-C.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opponent started off the second half..&lt;br /&gt;Not long, they scored..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2 - 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale's down BUT heads up high..&lt;br /&gt;A long corner shot from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yatze&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, deflected my stick in the D and bounced up to the goal net..&lt;br /&gt;Daymnn that goalie had to save it..&lt;br /&gt;Slammed my stick to the ground..&lt;br /&gt;Its the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;perfect deflection goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;URGHHHHHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few mins time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;PENALTY SHOT FOR SCC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fidah, can u take it?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I think Coach Kevin had gone berserk when he said that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"No.. Ain will be taking it.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Pheww.. Go &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SCORED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; U go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;AIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2 - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not long, Virma got boiled up by the opponents' coach.. Vulgarities.. Somehow, the male umpire ate the chillies.. Captain Mis got the yellow card for that..&lt;br /&gt;Down with a player.. Daymnn..&lt;br /&gt;Stronger than ever..&lt;br /&gt;Not long, penalty shot for the opponent.. Daymnn..&lt;br /&gt;Pray hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YESH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Supranee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was da &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. She saved the ball..&lt;br /&gt;Again, da &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;MAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, Miss &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HANA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; scored again for the second time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3 - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opponents kept getting the shot corners.. Scary.. Pray hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Defenders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEN of the Match&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when comes to opponents' shot corners..&lt;br /&gt;Saved loads of bloody shots..&lt;br /&gt;It took bloody long to end the match when suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPPPPPPPPPP..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOORRAAAAAAAAYYYYYY.. AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SCC vs CSC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3 - 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WE WON!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Debrief:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach Kevin's words..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"We started off quite ok and we ended up very well.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Fidah, if u have scored that goal, it will be the GOAL OF THE SEASON.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all nice, stick flat on the ground, deflection high but too bad the goalie managed to save it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st &lt;strong&gt;MAN of the Match&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Siti Nurul' Hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Left Wing)&lt;br /&gt;2nd &lt;strong&gt;MAN of the Match&lt;/strong&gt; --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Supranee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Goalie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last U21 mtach of the year.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;Prison Officer coming up soon..&lt;br /&gt;Catch me in actions in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SCC Cubs Women Division 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113889695764399425?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113889695764399425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113889695764399425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/02/greatest-match-ever.html' title='The GREATEST Match Ever'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113859726027224807</id><published>2006-01-30T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T13:17:18.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Hanani and Tha Clover</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hanani:-&lt;br /&gt;u love hym don't you?? haix.. thanks fer snaching ma happiness.. seriously u n hym break ma heart.. thank you so much&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hanani&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;Guess u know about it aight.. I knew this was coming soon.. Well, I dont have to explain anything cos I only know u as his gf, not my friend.. But if u want to be friends, Im cool with it..&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, I know I hurt u real lots.. 3 Questions for ya..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Do u actually think I snatched him?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Neh.. If u know the whole story, U dunno who to blame..&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U think I am never hurt in this path?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its much more worst to be with someone knowing he is not yours..&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If he is really ur happiness, why do u felt hurt and hurt him at the same time?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best gal.. I have never tried to separate u both.. If u say I broke ur heart, think about it, I could have done worse.. And yes, if u asking me, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like and love him&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tha CloveR!!:-&lt;br /&gt;1*beep*2 U lah old lady...Stop snatching other people's guy...Getcha OWN LIFE 1*beep*2!!!&lt;br /&gt;You r 21 he is only muthaf*cka 17...and he-u noe hu iam refering 2...&lt;br /&gt;Stop Snitching, stop lying..haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Tha Clover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;I dint know 'Tha Clover' got no real name.. Sheesh.. Next time u wanna advise me, shoot ur own name aight..&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everybody is young at heart despite of how old they are&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Thanx for the vulgarities.. I know as Hanani's friend, u obviously protect, care and side her no matter what.. Well, like I said before.. I dont owe any explanations to u.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont snatched people's guy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have my own sweetest life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of ppl including 'he-u know who i am referring to' said that &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Age does not matter"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. So why should I care about what u have to compare.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats snitching?! Whos lying?! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Gosh, get ur facts right k gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113859726027224807?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113859726027224807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113859726027224807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/dearest-hanani-and-tha-clover.html' title='Dearest Hanani and Tha Clover'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113853849302124416</id><published>2006-01-29T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T20:41:33.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing memories</title><content type='html'>Hey hey.. I just felt a new &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fresh air to breathe&lt;/span&gt;.. Flashes of sunshine and glimpse of crackers around me.. Haha.. Sound like Im dreaming rite.. Well, I thought so too.. Guess, Im &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;15 Jan 06, almost to 1am, depicts the first breath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, needless to say that I got swept off my feet and blown me away.. Right here, right there.. Shocked and recovered quite late.. Speechless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continously, I was &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;breathing the same air&lt;/span&gt; the next day.. My my.. Can I just freeze the time span.. Hehe.. Okie, reality check..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fairy Lala Land&lt;/span&gt;.. Had sho much fun in &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOCKEY&lt;/span&gt; esp trainings and games, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TP OPEN HOUSE&lt;/span&gt; with the performances and the Singapore Idol Finalists and not forgetting the all-time favourite Jam n Hop, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;DANCE&lt;/span&gt; back in TP Advance Class and trainings, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ACTING&lt;/span&gt; in Remy's 'Unfinished Conversation' and finally &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NCC&lt;/span&gt; which rawks the recent East Camp Feast 1..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hockey:-&lt;/span&gt; Well, trainings tough and so do we U21 gals.. Really trying my best to come for trainings and all.. Tho I do get teases from Coach but I believed I have given my all.. Kudos to SCC aka Pitch Bitches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TP Open House:-&lt;/span&gt; Okie, the GLs knew who I was so no point acting like other 'O' Level students.. Well, at least I got to see encore Funka piece by Fat Mama Crew, Silats which Aida was in, Bicycle stunts and esp Spore Idol Finalists presenting Oli, Sly and Leandra.. Jam n Hop sux big time compared to previous years.. Well hey, got to meet my NCC cliques, Titans, Yana, Tp Dudes, Dancers and more.. Oh, not forgetting my K-nine Fying Dutchman.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Dance:-&lt;/span&gt; Nothing much.. Just Danceworks really stressing out my mind.. Why? Andalei or TPDE?! Thats not the worst.. Prison Officer calling me on 15 Feb.. I still can pactise on weekend.. But will they even consider that as "Can Make It Or Not?!".. Sigh.. what should I do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Acting:-&lt;/span&gt; I volunteered to help my buddy Remy in his project.. Who knows, I might discovered some talents in acting.. Hehe.. Okielah.. Sikit2 boleh lah.. :p Thanx Remy for the opportunities.. Mee goreng campur kentang k.. Huahuahua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;NCC:-&lt;/span&gt; East Camp Feast 1.. Was the S1 with my anakuz, Mas together with Didi and Azfar.. Super duper gerekz I tell u.. From nominal rolls, OIC Understudy Eeeduh on the walkie talkie, strengths lambat masuk, sgt Akim vs Mas "Who is more pekak", male changed to female, sickbabies to even my adik in the camp as participants and she dint even know.. Wakaka.. All and all, well done peeps.. Camp Feast 2?! Hmmm, count me out man.. Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah.. Back to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fairy Lala Land&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Breathe the same freash air&lt;/span&gt; again.. Was a real wonderful feeling.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sniffed the same air&lt;/span&gt; again 2 days later and was heavenly in &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Aww.. But time was impatient to separate us.. In the end, I got to let go for that moment.. But hey, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;breathe it again&lt;/span&gt; but this time at night.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Fresh sweet-smelling&lt;/span&gt; or rather, sweaty feeling *Hehe* night.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Brave the nervousness together and succeeded&lt;/span&gt;.. Congrats.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Breathing and still breathing&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;my breath&lt;/span&gt; is somewhere enjoying the company of family so shall not disturb.. But wherever, whatever, however.. I will be here to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;breathe the freash air&lt;/span&gt; again soon.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wooooooooohhhooooooo..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113853849302124416?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113853849302124416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113853849302124416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/reminiscing-memories.html' title='Reminiscing memories'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113853578738323322</id><published>2006-01-29T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T19:56:27.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggers' replies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pinky:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey gal.. Will link u up real soon.. Do link me up too woman.. Hehe.. *Hugs*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;aMeR oN 7:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my kecik.. Hehe.. Ur been tagged and esp MISSED.. :p Do visit more often and take care wherever u are..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ally:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my adek.. Nice seeing u too.. Make sure k.. *Muacks*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;iffa:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey.. Yeah.. After some inspiration.. Thankiu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yana:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my darlinkin.. GREATEST!! Finally.. I can be updated bout u.. Lurve ya super duper loads.. Cant wait to meet ya soon.. 3 Feb, our date k.. And u r most welcome to flood my Tagboard.. *Peluk tite tite*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eeeduh:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak si OIC Understudy ni.. Like finally, u WALKIED on the TALKIE.. Hehe.. Yeah, rawk my socks big time.. Yeah sure, I slept like a pig after camp.. Hehe.. Oh, camp feast 2 is impossible la.. U will know soon y.. Love u lottss.. *Muacks*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hafeeza:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoi hoi.. Thanx for visiting.. Link me up aight.. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113853578738323322?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113853578738323322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113853578738323322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/taggers-replies.html' title='Taggers&apos; replies'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113834847797146790</id><published>2006-01-27T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T15:54:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moment of desperation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I dunno whats going thru my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I felt happy, sad, angry, lost and all at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I felt love at one moment..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I felt insecured at the same time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What have I done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A destructor in a pair of heaven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I tried to leave you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But u said "U sanggup tinggalkan I?"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I was not convinced..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Till u said "Pls dont leave me"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Times and times again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I thought I was the only one..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Till the blogs prove me wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;There is still her in u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I cant blame her nor u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;For I guess Im the third party..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Was it even my fault..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;When I did not do anything to make my heart burning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We will neva be like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;If I dint go for the course..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Right now, im praying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Whether whatever im doing is right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U make me loved..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;At the same time, u lead her on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Im ur so-called 'mistress'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Shes ur truly 'wife'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U said u love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;At the same time, u told her dat too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Who can I turn to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Who can I cry on to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Who can I face rite now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the moment of desperation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;~ My heart aches but I truly respect ~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113834847797146790?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113834847797146790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113834847797146790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/moment-of-desperation.html' title='Moment of desperation'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113751487288520269</id><published>2006-01-17T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T00:22:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost in Fairyland</title><content type='html'>Before i begin my very first speech about my feelings, heres my sincere replies to ma darlin Taggies..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Y@Tz"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y@Tz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah.. TP Jam n Hop is back again this sat, 7pm.. I pun takde matric card.. Wif my friend.. I be from Zek's place, letak my hockey stuffs.. Chinese new yr is on 27 isit?! My Dad's Bday.. Lastly, pictures are up soon.. :p Really really ASAp.. Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ally:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Eh darlin, when can i dance wif u hah.. Heheh.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;zaz:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey sisko.. Yep yep, im going.. Like for real.. This time, i want tu to shake dat THANG wif me yeah.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eeeduh:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyooo sis.. U rabak ahh.. Kecian la dier.. Nanti dier complain pat aku eh.. I will darla darlin.. Post me too in ur blog.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real topic.. Jeng jeng jeng..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"I have neva try looking for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'L'&lt;/span&gt; eversince I broke up with Fiz.. Things changed when I was with Spidey but no matter how hard I try, I can only remain as best buddy.. Real sorry but I cant force what my heart do not want to feel.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Take it from someone who knows better -Ella Enchanted-..&lt;/span&gt; After which came Zak into my life which cost half of my tears and anger getting into actions.. It was a real heartbreaking moment for me.. I really owe Spidey for the times he had been there for me when I was down..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;One day, I decided to be alone and occupy myself with my passions.. Dance - NCC - Hockey.. My life is full of enriching experiences.. Love life --&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have a small crush on this guy.. But everything sounds impossible if u know what lies beneath.. Its very hard for me to relate this.. Only my certain closests know bout it.. Really thankful to u guys for hearin tho I know its ermm, i dunno wat it is.. But then yah, as expected, I was crushed again.. Tats it.. Came year 2006 and new resolutions were made.. The door closes automatically for anyone.. Was feeling &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Positvely Optimistic&lt;/span&gt; all the way till now.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Surprisingly, He came back.. After letting him go.. Hard to believe but I couldnt help it.. The door opens slowly yet still ajar.. Im not sure whether this is the right thing.. But my heart doesnt think.. It does on its own.. Getting stronger bit by bit.. And now, the adrenaline rushes like river.. But then.. &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;*Haish*&lt;/span&gt; .. Only Allah knows what I am trying to say and thinking.. All I can say is, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im in 'L' with my Fairytale 'L'r.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113751487288520269?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113751487288520269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113751487288520269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/lost-in-fairyland.html' title='Lost in Fairyland'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113733410524663617</id><published>2006-01-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T22:08:28.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggy replies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sis_bestie:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U are definitely irreplaceable babe in my life.. Hehe.. But then, u are BADly wanted and missed by ur bestie.. So oi, biler boleh chill ahh.. :p And its okie to flood em.. I lurve em.. *Muacks n Hugs*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Maz:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoi anakuz.. Amacam.. Hehe.. Terpakso noh.. Nanti sat Mak kono banteh ngan kengkawan noh.. Wehehe.. Thankiu thankiu.. Sure, sure.. wait till i upload it to my multiply aight.. I mish anakuz too like horribly.. Hehe.. *Muacks*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fad:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadlee, is tat u?! Hey hi!! Thankiuuuu.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;pinky:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey pinky.. Ni suhailah kan.. Hehe.. Ur cousin's link?! Siaper?? Awww, tat sho shweet of u.. I miss ya too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eeeduh:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey adikuz.. Kecian dier.. Jahat se u.. Tak kasi dier chance langsung.. Mesti dier giler bayang punya.. Wakaka.. Busy eh.. Busy utk reply dier lah ni.. Ish ish ish.. Pass u the pics when i get home k.. And ya.. 50th CLT course.. :p But ermmm, its only Titans.. :p Will post ur pic soon la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;ally:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey ma pagal.. i mish ya too.. See ya when I see ya.. *Hugs*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;zaz:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO!! Takut tak?! Hehe.. Hey hey sis.. Miss ya too.. Gimme a ring esp TP Open House.. I wanna boogie my ass off at Jam n Hop.. Weeeee.. *Huggies*..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113733410524663617?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113733410524663617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113733410524663617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/taggy-replies.html' title='Taggy replies..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113686574275523721</id><published>2006-01-10T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T17:31:32.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Words for 2005</title><content type='html'>Time passed slowly yet it seems faster.. What do I have to say about year 2005.. Hmmm.. Well, lemme see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;DANCE:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began dancing back for performances and competitions after quite some time.. The biggest moment was to be part of the NDP MTV 05 with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik Batisah&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rui En&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; plus 10 other dancers namely, Meimei, Angela, Wilson, Lovynn, Dee, Amin, Esliza, Bee, Hamzah and Eugene.. A pity I lost the group pictures due to my burned PC.. Sneak previews from the scenes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/13696876516650l.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="221" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/13696876516650l.1.jpg" width="153" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/Taufik_RuiEn_5Dancers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/Taufik_RuiEn_5Dancers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/12980092412145l.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Bestest moment from me to Singapore Bday 05"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, not forgetting my wonderful dancers from &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Temasek Poly Dance Ensemble&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(TPDE).. Had the greatest time knowing new dancers, getting stronger with &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1.9.7.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and being under &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Ryan Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; sure kick asses.. Bonds tighter during GEM Concert 05, Hip Hop Classes, Hip Hop Chalet and BBQs.. Competitions like World Floorball Championship (WFC), World Cyber Games (WCG), Dare to Dream Dance Challenge and esp supports from TPDE make 1.9.7.0 stronger.. Some sneak previews..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/18528715353167l.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="225" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/18528715353167l.0.jpg" width="192" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/12401005616025l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/12401005616025l.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_2885.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"TPDE rawks ma socks"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/18528199345171l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="247" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/18528199345171l.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/1343898544994l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/1343898544994l.jpg" width="197" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/DSC00016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px" height="192" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/DSC00016.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"The poster says it all"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NCC:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I came back for the 104km Challenge Quest and represent &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;EAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in Archery.. Supposedly to be in MOC but thank god, my request was answered.. Haha.. Yeah.. Twice in a row.. EAST --&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Home of the Champion!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Many2 Congrats to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DC Leong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Lt Wan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sgt Mus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TOs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CLTs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cadets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the EAST.. From then on, attended events and camps.. Opening of Flying Fox, Spec Course 2, Supernumerary Outing and the best of all --&gt; 50th CLT Course.. The instructors rawk big time.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gossip Mongers!! My lovely TiTaNs of Syndicate 2&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I remember my 34 darlinkins + Papa Jinfu + Uncle Zulfarhan!!) Last but least, I missed my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;CLTs CLIQUES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; badly.. Sneak previews..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" height="177" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/3.jpg" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/east.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 186px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="145" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/east.0.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/42nd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="148" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/42nd.jpg" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Home of the Champion!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 162px" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3162.jpg" width="214" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3225.jpg" width="263" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px" height="158" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3178.jpg" width="230" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"TiTaNs - 50th CLT Syndicate 2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_2735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 207px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" height="123" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_2735.jpg" width="242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_2093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="103" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_2093.jpg" width="128" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" height="195" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3111.jpg" width="244" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ma lovely BUNCH"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HOCKEY:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Came back for good this time.. Back to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SCC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. U21, here i come.. Tho I know Im not in favor by most (I guess) but still what matters is that I still have my great buddies and coaches like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Danker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Kevin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who believe in me.. Sneak preview..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/10185223945774l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 177px" height="154" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/10185223945774l.jpg" width="248" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/17059423620187l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 334px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px" height="175" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/17059423620187l.jpg" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Pitch Bitches of SCC"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;OTHERS:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Definitely, its the unforgettable &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Princesses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. They were the ones who made my lives in TP more memorable.. Not forgetting the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;TP Dudes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who have sometimes irritated me yet bring so much laughter in the 3 years.. Dancers from different crews do make loads of impact in my life.. I will never forget certain dancers from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;SDC, BAD, E03, DASH, En_Route and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. And of course my darling &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Bestie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Tho its been long we met but u know u still the best in my life.. Nor forgetting my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sec peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Y'all truly missed.. Oh, lastly, wanna say thank u to &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spidey, Amy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; who make an impact in my life.. May friendship prevails.. Some sneaky previews..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/tp.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 218px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 175px" height="100" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/tp.0.jpg" width="199" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/9648990819366l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="176" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/9648990819366l.jpg" width="270" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/pose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 230px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/pose.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Ma TP Mates; Princesses"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/DSC00028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="156" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/DSC00028.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_2634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 115px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="129" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_2634.jpg" width="185" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/1054331195472l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="152" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/1054331195472l.jpg" width="147" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="173" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3367.jpg" width="210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 96px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="168" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/untitled2.jpg" width="138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/IMG_3315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 142px" height="139" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/IMG_3315.jpg" width="120" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ma Dear Darlinkins"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/39.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="143" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/39.0.jpg" width="122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/1600/pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 178px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" height="149" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7888/563/320/pb.jpg" width="154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Sec Peeps + SCC PB"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;P/S: Pictures of the dancers are unavailable.. Do get in touch with me if u have one.. Thankiu.. Bye 2005.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WELCOME 2006!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&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/8366485-113686574275523721?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113686574275523721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113686574275523721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/words-for-2005.html' title='Words for 2005'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113679173614852247</id><published>2006-01-09T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T11:30:40.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tag da Tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:Y@tz"&gt;Y@tz&lt;/a&gt;:-&lt;br /&gt;Hey sis! Thanx soo much.. Insya'allah, cek rajin2kan tangan badan cek on komputer sambil updatekan.. Wehehe.. And thank u sooo much for making the night happening.. Tho a bit errmm rosak.. Hehe.. Im uploading soon and no worries.. I pass u the pic.. Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeduh:-&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey kecik.. Suka dier eh.. Anyway, si "Man" kirim salam pat "adikku".. Wakaka.. Kesian dier.. Sms "adikku" tapi tak dibalas.. WAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amai:-&lt;br /&gt;Hey hey there.. Thankiu thankiu.. I love this movie too.. Tak jelak2.. Tapi takmu gushing2 pat sini nanti blog ni senang blush tau.. Wahaha.. Ape jer Fid..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mizsy:-&lt;br /&gt;Hoi hoi kecik.. Lamer tak nampak.. Heard loads of stories.. Well, i have updated ur link.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113679173614852247?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113679173614852247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113679173614852247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/tag-da-tag.html' title='Tag da Tag'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-113648458594666920</id><published>2006-01-06T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T02:09:45.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First post of the year..</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey.. Long time no posts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year.. 2.0.0.6.. New resolutions.. New layout.. New friends made.. New life.. What else.. Hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, I have decided to make my entries close to my personal feelings, rather than informing the world about my timetables.. Plus the outings and details..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everything will be just right for me.. Insya'allah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-113648458594666920?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113648458594666920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/113648458594666920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-post-of-year.html' title='First post of the year..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112918463657936068</id><published>2005-10-13T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:23:56.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day at Childcare yesterday.. Internet is always SUX as usual..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tried to blog yesterday but my home net is always a major &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;TTTTOOOOOTTTT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; problem.. So yeah, bout yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;My last day at Childcare.. Supposedly to be &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;17 Oct&lt;/span&gt; but I have an &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;English EPT&lt;/span&gt; so cant make it.. Well, make the best out of it.. So, went to take care of K1 again.. Assisting the chinese teacher.. But hey, guess it was not my last day afterall.. The principal talked to me during their lunch time and booked me on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;18, 27 and 31 Oct&lt;/span&gt;.. After they had taken their afternoon nap, I was left alone with the kids.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ok, that was unexpected.. What was i going to do with them?! So let them have their playtime.. Afterwhich, let them drink their bottles and start my very first activity.. Teach them the fastfood song with a little actions.. Now I know how to get their attentions.. The&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; "11 clap"&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. But then again, it lasted for a short while.. Used the big long ruler as an acting tool to help me.. Worked for a while though.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Ok, enough of them.. Left Amai's partner and me for the last shift.. Teacher Yen is such a comedian.. She cracked me up most of the time.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;So, waited for the last kid to go home and off to home.. Bought a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;choco ice blended tea&lt;/span&gt; to break my fast.. Reached home, ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nasi briyani&lt;/span&gt; with&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; cold ribena&lt;/span&gt;.. Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"The Amazing Race"&lt;/span&gt; and yes, the Gaghan Family was not the last.. Well, last week, the Weaver Family was first and this week was this family with 3 gairls and a father.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Forgot la*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;So, after that, bath, pray and as usual trying to use the internet but to no avail.. Read a horro book and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;zzzZZZZzzzz&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/8366485-112918463657936068?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112918463657936068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112918463657936068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/last-day-at-childcare-yesterday.html' title='Last Day at Childcare yesterday.. Internet is always SUX as usual..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112904556212159462</id><published>2005-10-11T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T14:03:23.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Third day at Childcare..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sahur as usual.. Did the neccessary..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Woke up at the desired time and off to the Childcare center.. This time, I was told to take care of K1 in the morning and changed to PlayGroup in the afternoon.. The PlayGroup teacher was sick.. I nodded and off to K1 class.. So happy to see them and they were like surprised to see me.. Guess they miss me huh.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Stick out tongue*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. All along I assisted the chinese teacher and once they went to their afternoon nap, I went over to the PlayGroup.. Had my break there and slept till their wake-up time.. Was super tired actually after the chalet but the kids were too cute to make my eyes closed.. Ok, so I was playing along with the kiddos..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Amai and I were the last shift teachers and thanked to my &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"obsession with internet"&lt;/span&gt;, we had to buka air kotak in the center.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Well, decided to break fast with Amai at a nearby hawker center.. Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mee hoon goreng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mama&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;milo ice&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yummy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I was super full by then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Went home, did the neccessary and blogging time.. Chao chin chau..&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/8366485-112904556212159462?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112904556212159462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112904556212159462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/third-day-at-childcare.html' title='Third day at Childcare..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112904551842806981</id><published>2005-10-11T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T13:51:18.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, 10 Oct 05 --&gt; Funness - Sianness - Yeahness - Missness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONTINUATION..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, after the show ends, I went to have a good shower.. While the others played card.. Once Im done, we played &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tai Tee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Snap&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Bridge&lt;/span&gt;.. Dien, Toby, Justin, Elisa, Royston and me.. The best was the Bridge.. Because it required intellectual thinking and luring your partner out to win.. Only Dien, Justin, Elisa and me knew how to play after much difficulties in explaining to them.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Bluerghaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. But then again, the trios were super indulge into Bridge that they wanted to play it over and over again.. Its a recommended game.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watched DVD &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Just Married"&lt;/span&gt; till 4am plus.. I was asleep by 3.30am.. Woken up by Dien at 4.15am.. Quickly brushed my teeth, wash face and got my maggie ready.. Thank u sooo much to Meiqi and Elisa for the funness in the kitchen.. They actually cooked for me mashed hashbrowns.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. With smokes, unopened windows, splashing of oil and armouring oneself with the pot lid were super funness.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Weeee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. In the end, it was almost 10 mis to 5am and I had not eaten yet.. Quickly ate my maggie, peanut butter bread and bits of mash egg hasbrown and a glass of hot milo.. Washed up, brushed teeth and waited for Subuh.. While waiting, watched DVD &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"School of Seduction"&lt;/span&gt; with lovely, sweet companion, Meiqi.. She was a really great companion when she should have just sleep in the air-con room rather than cook and sleep with me at the living room, on the cold hard floor.. Isnt she the greatest!! Thankiu again Meiqi.. Soon, I went to pray.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The show was barely started and dear Meiqi was snoring out loud.. She was super tired.. I watched halfway and slept.. Woke up by the movement from Justin who suddenly stared at me and I was looking sleepily at him, then got up and search for a space in the air-con room but no space.. Back to where Meiqi was.. Woke up again when Joan left the house and managed to say bye bye to her.. Woke up again when Royston was about to leave and said goodbye.. Woke up again when suddenly Xiao Pei was right infron of me, gesturing something.. Wok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;e up one more time, together with Meiqi and slept in the air-con room.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woken up by calls and msgs from Amai.. Misunderstanding btw Amai, me and the principal.. I was not supposed to work but was supposed to work.. That kind of thing la.. In the end, I told Amai I could not make it even if I rushed down.. Im super stoning.. Then Meiqi, I, Carryn, Elisa and Xiao Pei gossiped in the room.. I watched DVD &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"School of Seduction"&lt;/span&gt; again with a bed and 2 pillows.. Justin, Elisa and Rong Xuan left.. Halfway, Dien, Mag, Dan, Toby, Xiao Pei and Carryn went swimming.. Justin and Elisa joined to swim.. Took pictures of them for a while at the pool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Back in the chalet, we shifted the TV to the air-con room for better comfy.. With pizzas and MacD food which I endured not to be tempted, Joan, Meiqi, Carryn and I happily snugged ourselves on the bed and watched DVD &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Box 3"&lt;/span&gt;.. The swimmers joined us shortly.. Screamed here, disgusted there and all.. Went to pray, shower and got ready to break fast.. Prepare my kept pizzas and a cold milo, watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;.. Thanked to Toby and Dien for preparing sumptous dinner.. Ate fried rice, hashbrowns, nuggets and ice-cream.. The people were Dien, Toby, Mag, Dan, Meiqi, Justin and me.. Chit chatting, 1970 discussions on the upcoming competiton and practices.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Packed belongings and off to home whereas the others to bowling alley.. Walked all the way out.. Missed the shuttle.. Took 21 and off to home.. Managed to watch parts of &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Incredible Tales"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"ANTM"&lt;/span&gt;.. I should have not missed my favourite &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Suitor"&lt;/span&gt; but I know how the story went.. Brit was eliminated and left with 3 of them.. The episode with loads of &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;"Black"&lt;/span&gt; in it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Thankiu guys for the wonderfully organised chalet cum BBQ.. I enjoyed it to the max.. Hope we could do it again sometime soon.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112904551842806981?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112904551842806981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112904551842806981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday-10-oct-05-funness-sianness.html' title='Monday, 10 Oct 05 --&gt; Funness - Sianness - Yeahness - Missness..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112904467567342229</id><published>2005-10-11T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:31:15.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, 9 Oct 05 --&gt; Dance Chalet cum BBQ.. Weeeeee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;This entry begins when I was out of my sis house and heading to Pasir Ris Interchange.. I thanked Michelle who was willing to wait for me though she knew we will missed the shuttle bus and had to wait for me quite a long time.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Thankiu sweetie&lt;/span&gt;.. So Aswandy accompanied me throughout my journey in the train.. Reached at 6pm, which was 15 mins late to catch the shuttle bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Met Michelle, top up the farecard, drew money to pay for the chalet fund and headed to the taxi stand, hoping there was another shuttle coming along.. Called up Meiqi for help and so happened Mag and Dan was on their way.. So we waited for them, bought the ice and took taxi to Garden Terrace J.. Its a spacious 2 room with BBQ and it was right at the entrance of the Aloha Garden Terrace.. Cool right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Meiqi, Joan, Xiao Pei, Lorrencia, Carol, Kai Ping, Johanna, Shawn, Carryn, Justin and one more girl (Shit, I forgot her name..) were there.. Break my fast with bee hoon and syrup.. Royston and Guowei joined us later.. After which, pictures were taken and games were played.. And so we played &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"007"&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;forfeit was drawings of lipstick on the face&lt;/span&gt;.. And so, eventually, everyone had the beautifully creative drawings on their face with red lipstick though Lorrencia was the sole winner.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And so, BBQ time.. Well done to Justin and Dan for the BBQing.. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Nicely done!!&lt;/span&gt; Though the corns and potatoes were chaotahs.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Rong Xuan joined us.. Play slipper game and kissing card games with whole lot of fun forfeits.. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;With Carol the first to start "suck the jelly" at Carryn's cheek, Johanna milkshaking to Xiao Pei and Lorrencia "suck the jelly" at Kai Ping's belly button&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wooohooo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. By then Carol, Johanna, Lorrencia and some got to go.. I had to be dismissed form playing for a while to do some prayings.. Joined back in a while.. Then all of us separated into 4 teams.. My team was made up of Guowei, Michelle, Xiao Pei and me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Ok, so my team lost and we had to do &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;freestyle dancing&lt;/span&gt;.. So we did a &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kuku dance&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. In the end, we had to vibrate our butts for 10 secs.. And so we &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIBRATE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Afterall, some went home and the others plus me went to watched &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"I have a date with the vampire 3"&lt;/span&gt;.. Sad one.. Most ppl died.. Dien, Elisa and Toby joined while Dan and Mag went home.. The remaining people left were Dien, Toby, Rong Xuan, Meiqi, Joan, Justin, Carryn, Elisa, Royston, Xiao Pei and me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;TO BE CONTINUED..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112904467567342229?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112904467567342229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112904467567342229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday-9-oct-05-dance-chalet-cum-bbq.html' title='Sunday, 9 Oct 05 --&gt; Dance Chalet cum BBQ.. Weeeeee..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112883559827387918</id><published>2005-10-09T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:45:09.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging and off to chalet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;And so, finally published all the past posts.. Im soo doing my net routine using my sis' laptop.. I did d/l some songs for my Aswandy.. Like finally, I can listened to my &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"difficult-to-find-this-old-songs"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Okie, I got to go off now as I need to get ready for the chalet cum BBQ that my dance mates had organised.. Ooohhhh, I so not gonna miss it.. Will update bout it when I had returned and not lazy to update ok.. Chao chin chai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Think I had found U.. But are U just another same ol guy that I had fallen before?! Whatever it is, let me enjoyed the sensation of "found-the-one" though I hardly, barely know.. Sigh.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112883559827387918?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112883559827387918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112883559827387918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/blogging-and-off-to-chalet.html' title='Blogging and off to chalet'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112878649222347485</id><published>2005-10-08T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T22:34:29.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance - East Buka puasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sahur as usual.. Woke up at 9am and get ready to go for the last Hip Hop Dance class..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Reached TP and saw the friendly security.. He still remembered me.. Cool.. So I walked past the hockey turf and saw Danker.. Yep, he saw me and waved.. I waved back.. He knew I was going for my dance class.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Ok, so I reached and almost all were there.. Cool..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Not long, it was the Advance turn.. Dien did not come at all.. As usual, overslept.. So we had fun dancing, doing the old school moves, freeze frame with facial expression, exercise and all.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;After the dance class, we all stayed behind for a while and chit chatted.. Then Mag, Dan, Xiao Pei, Royston, Toby, Carryn, Anjula and me went off from Dance Studio together and proceed to Ang Keong.. Supposedly to have 1970 meeting but Dien is not here.. So, I went home instead..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Reached home, bath, pray and slept till 4.30pm.. Woke up and quickly pray, packed my bag and off to meet my NCC clique at Tamp Small Mac.. Was supposed to meet up with them earlier to watch Fate in the dragonboat race.. But I dint as I thought I might not be able to make it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;On the way, met Izzat and Shappa in the bus.. Got to know Zek was in the bus too.. All were late.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Expected.. Once reached, met up with Maszurah, Alfiyan, Zek, Din and Fadhlee.. Meet up with Yati, Hanafi, Farhan, Fandi and his friend at Kampung Chai Chee.. We all break fast with loads of sumptous dinner.. Thanked to Yati and Zek for organising it.. We ate a lot and had loads of fun.. taking pictures, playing game, stories here and there.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fun Fun FUN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I got to know that Fate's race was at Bedok Reservoir and I thought it was at Marina Bay.. If I had known earlier, i would have gone.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Guilty*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. And &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;CONGRATS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Fate's team (NP)&lt;/span&gt; for getting in &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;second&lt;/span&gt;.. Tomorrow is her finals.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All the best Fate!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;And so, Izzat, Shappah and I met up with Zek, Din, Fadhlee, Maszurah, Alfiyan at small MacD.. Then we headed to Kampung Chai Chee for break fast.. Met up with Yati, Hanafi, Fandi and his friend there.. And so my dear sis had ordered food, lauk pauk kind.. To think I never ate lauk pauk at outside with my own family.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So, we ate like one happy family.. Theres &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fishball carrot soup, sweet sour fish, lemon chicken, meats, veggies and more&lt;/span&gt;.. Accompanied with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bandung&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Yum yum yum*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I thanked my dear Yati and Zek for organising the dinner.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Thankiusssssss&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;We chit chatted, reminiscing the pasts, kedai kopi stories, play games and whole loads of jokes.. Lasted till 10pm.. By then, only Yati, Zek, Hanafi, Din, Farhan, Alfiyan, Fate and me were left.. Had such a goodie fun time that it had to end early.. And so we separated and I proceeded to my sis house at Woodlands..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Once reached, bath, pray and all.. Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Deuce Bigalow"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;zzzZZZZzzz&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/8366485-112878649222347485?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112878649222347485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112878649222347485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/dance-east-buka-puasa.html' title='Dance - East Buka puasa'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112869985817910639</id><published>2005-10-07T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:25:36.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day Childcare, TV dates..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Usual sahur.. Woke up at 7.20am and got ready for my second day at Childcare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Reached just in time at 9am, went to the office and fill up the blanks in the application form.. Saw my grades for assesment.. Its all good except for my confidence.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Guess I was nervous huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;This time I took care of the PlayGroup.. They are super cuteeee.. I just love them.. More obedient then the previous class.. Super hyper energetic.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Weeeee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Shall not revealed much.. Lunch time, I went outside and slept at the table at under the block.. Was super sleepy and tired.. Another half an hour more, I went to see Amai.. Accompanied her till end of the PG's sleeping time.. Tea time, activities here and there and its 6pm.. Went back home to break fast..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;.. Poor Shui LingLong and Libin.. Well, Yao Lie, known as white dragon, is very much an evil dragon, trying to rule the world and marry Shui LingLong.. Went to pray and continued watching &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Fear Factor - Bestfriends"&lt;/span&gt;.. The blonde girls were good.. Though no one won the 50 thousand but the blondes won the 2 sports cars.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*WOW*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Puteri Impian"&lt;/span&gt; casted Amy Masturah and Ciko followed by &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Survivior"&lt;/span&gt;.. So the tribes changed members.. This time, Nakum (mostly from Yaxha) lost the challenge and Brooke (previously from Nakum) was voted out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;After all, went to do my daily routine at the PC and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;zzzZZZZzzz&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/8366485-112869985817910639?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112869985817910639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112869985817910639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/2nd-day-childcare-tv-dates.html' title='2nd Day Childcare, TV dates..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112861427714313970</id><published>2005-10-06T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:42:46.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally today.. My kiddo dancers.. Cheers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Like finally I had finished recapping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sahur like yesterday.. So today, I watch TV in the morning and went off to Olympus at CityHall to collect my mum's camera.. It took quite a while.. Once done, off to Bedok to collect the Yellow Pages but there is none.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Darn*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. My dad must be pissed off with me.. Sorry dad.. Okie, so I proceed to my joyous destination.. The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;DANCING KIDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;I went to the Fengshan CC after soo long never see the kiddos.. There they were, looking at me and was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Eh, teacher Fidah!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. So they rawk the stage again.. As usual.. They sooo made my day.. Just need more cleaning.. Eh, guess what?! The malay kiddos, most of them are fasting!! Cool right.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Caught up with the teachers and heard a lot of craps.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Funny*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went home to break fast.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mee hoon goreng&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;, pray, read some books, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Villa Wellness"&lt;/span&gt; for the first time and on the computer.. I think Lee Huey from Villa Wellness will be the champion.. She had improved a lot though I only watched it for the first time.. OKie, my net is killing me.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112861427714313970?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861427714313970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861427714313970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/finally-today-my-kiddo-dancers-cheers.html' title='Finally today.. My kiddo dancers.. Cheers..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112861423161621764</id><published>2005-10-06T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T14:28:02.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, 5 Oct 05 --&gt; 1st day puasa - 1st time childcare - YANA Bday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yesterday was an enriching experience.. Let me recapped it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First day of fasting month and so I woke up at 4.30am for sahur.. Was waiting for this moment.. So I can maintained my weight.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Did the neccessary, pray and back to slumber..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke up at 9am when I have to reach my workplace - &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;NTUC Childcare at Hougang&lt;/span&gt; by 10am.. I have to thanked Aminah for giving me this opportunity.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thank girl&lt;/span&gt;.. And so, I took taxi.. Looking at the surroundings so I knew how to travel to and fro.. I estimated the jourey to be a 45min long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Once reached, I met up with the principal, filling up the application form and had a short interview.. Was given a K1 class.. Assisting a chinese teacher.. My oh my.. I was so &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"dunno-what-to-do"&lt;/span&gt; with them.. But they were &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"oh-sooo-cuteee"&lt;/span&gt;.. At least I know what to do and what was in store for them.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Hmmm*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Got me thinking for a moment.. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Is this what I really want?!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So,  learnt a lot but shall not revealed the details of the kids..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Amai and I were the only teachers at the late shift.. So, I break fast on the way back home with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a bread&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lemonade&lt;/span&gt;.. Studied the route back home.. Managed to watch bit of &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;, pray and all.. And just so happened, my stomach aching for the ladies.. *Bluergh*.. And so, I missed 15 mins of &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"The Amazing Race"&lt;/span&gt;.. Suddenly the Gaghan Family was from 2nd to 7th position.. Felt like I missed quite a lot.. The eliminated team was the Roger Family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Went to use the PC and did my daily routine.. Waited for the final mins before another day and quickly msged my &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;dearly bestfriend, Haryana, a "Happy 20th Birthday"!! May ur wishes come true, sweetheart&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/8366485-112861423161621764?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861423161621764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861423161621764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/wednesday-5-oct-05-1st-day-puasa-1st.html' title='Wednesday, 5 Oct 05 --&gt; 1st day puasa - 1st time childcare - YANA Bday..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112861417878522849</id><published>2005-10-06T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T13:17:32.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, 4 Oct 05 --&gt; Mr Baby Z's POP.. *Wohohoho*..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;Lalalalililililololololululu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Woke up doing nothing..&lt;br /&gt;- Watched TV and surf the net.. Blogged about those past days and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Around 4pm plus, I quickly got ready and off to &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Zek's POP&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Police Academy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Took taxi down cos I thought I would be late since I went out of house at 5pm when I was supposed to be at Novena MRT at 5.30pm.. Ok, so I was way earlier than the rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- The taxi driver dropped me inside the PA and I was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Where are my friends?! Oh no.. Oh no.." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Just dont like to be alone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Finally came Din, Yati, Fate, Izzat, Shappa, Fadhlee, Maszurah, Farhan, Baby and Remy..&lt;br /&gt;- Saw Zek in the middle extreme left squad when facing the parade, just behind the right marker..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Din and I decided to go to a good spot to take pictures of Zek.. Soon Zek's parents joined us.. Yasir came and joined us too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Then the corporals performed some static display and soon its makan time..&lt;br /&gt;- Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;noodle and bread with 2 rounds of syrup&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Chitchatting and all.. Went off to Novena Square to have proper dinner..&lt;br /&gt;- Met up with Hanafi and Happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- We ate at Long John..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- My head had been spinning since I was at the PA.. Went to toilet with yati and threw up whatever I ate at the PA.. Yati was worried but I could not controlled it.. Soon I was fine..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- So everybody knew I threw up.. Thanx for the concern peeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- So I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Crunchy Shrimps and Fries&lt;/span&gt; and drank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;limeade bottle&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Zek started off with his interview story, followed by the unknown girl &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wink wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Went home by mrt with Happy, Yasir, Fadhlee, Fate and Maszurah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- On the way back, Zek was concerned bout my health.. Told him bout my injured back and the dizzy spells lately.. Thanked for the concern bro.. I will be just fine..&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/8366485-112861417878522849?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861417878522849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861417878522849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/tuesday-4-oct-05-mr-baby-zs-pop.html' title='Tuesday, 4 Oct 05 --&gt; Mr Baby Z&apos;s POP.. *Wohohoho*..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112861370558576954</id><published>2005-10-06T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:54:05.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, 3 Oct 05 --&gt; Homey gal..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Boring.. Boring.. No more fun.. Cant wait for the night to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- Nothing much to do at home..&lt;br /&gt;- Supposed to work at Mediaring but the shipment was delayed..&lt;br /&gt;- Stay at home, by the PC..&lt;br /&gt;- Thought of going to TP library but my internet was slightly recovering (I guess so)..&lt;br /&gt;- Use the PC till evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Anugerah 2005 Finals" &lt;/span&gt;the recapped, &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Incredible's Tales"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"America Next Top Model"&lt;/span&gt;.. So Mingzhu got to enquire Yao Lie.. But her love is unrequited.. As for Incredible's Tales, it was about heirloom.. Passing down the keris to generation, like it or not.. Poor Keenyah in ANTM for bringing along Brittany when she won the interview.. Could have been Naima but she was 45 mins late.. In the end, christina was eliminated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Went to use the PC again and off to bed..&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/8366485-112861370558576954?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861370558576954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861370558576954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/monday-3-oct-05-homey-gal.html' title='Monday, 3 Oct 05 --&gt; Homey gal..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112861264787895632</id><published>2005-10-06T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:36:23.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday, 2 Oct 05 --&gt; End of Pot Luck, Beginning of Fly Kite Card..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Continue.. Continue.. The gerekness is yet to come..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- And so start of the ghost stories by Baby, Al and all.. &lt;br /&gt;- Soon my head was spinning with dizziness already so i was the first to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;- Woke up quite often cos of the noisiness my luvly friends made..&lt;br /&gt;- One time, I recalled waking up with Din suddenly rested beside me and farted.. Super smelly.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. As usual, Farhan, Hanafi made loads of noise bout it.. I realised Baby, Fauzie and Zek were in deep sleep.. And so, I continued my slumber..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Woke up super early at 6am plus..&lt;br /&gt;- Slept back for a while..&lt;br /&gt;- Continued to wake up and start doing my &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Fid_twist&lt;/span&gt; game with the yellow mat and black paint.. Some of the guys were at the sand, doing their stunts..&lt;br /&gt;- Once done wash up at MacD..&lt;br /&gt;- Warmed up at the sand and some of the guys were swimming already..&lt;br /&gt;- Had breakfast together with the clique.. Fauzie still sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;- Chitchatting n group photo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Start of the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Fid_Twist&lt;/span&gt; game.. Funny I tell u.. They were all twisting on the mat.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Weeee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Record their positions and began the forfeits..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Hanafi had all the 3 forfeits.. Yati, Shappah, Hanafi and 2 more I think got to do &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Bapok Act"&lt;/span&gt;.. Hanafi again, Din, Fauzie, Zek, etc had to do &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Umbrella Dance"&lt;/span&gt;.. Lastly, Hanafi again, Yasir, Din, Izzat and others had to &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;impersonate the radio&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Out of the blue, I was carried and thrown to the sea.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Daymnn*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Not long, we were all swimming and stunning at the beach..&lt;br /&gt;- Happy, Zek, Yati got to go..&lt;br /&gt;- One moment, I fall badly and injured my back while doing the front handspring.. Lucky it was on the sand..&lt;br /&gt;- So we stopped swimming..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Helped Yati packed up the tents.. Not long, strong winds invaded and the sand wooosshhh sharply towards us.. Quickly packed everything and went to MacD..&lt;br /&gt;- Once reached, most of us went to clean and wash up.. Was the last one to done.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Blahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Double Cheese Burger meal&lt;/span&gt;.. Chit chatting and all.. Thanked everyone for making it a &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;blast Pot Luck&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Since Hamizah and Fairul reached at ECP, we decided to fly kite.. Fairul, Hamizah, Shappah, Izzat, Alfiyan, Yasir and me went to the nearest spot.. Fate joined us later..&lt;br /&gt;- So we played &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;tai tee&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;fly kite&lt;/span&gt; and the card game, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;bridge&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- In the evening, went off for dinner at marine parade foodcourt..&lt;br /&gt;- Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fishball Noodle Soup &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; Ice Horlick&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Went home after that..&lt;br /&gt;- Bath and wash clothes..&lt;br /&gt;- Slept for a few hours..&lt;br /&gt;- Woke up just in time for &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"I have a date with a vampire 3"&lt;/span&gt; but watch abit.. Slept in the middle of the show..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112861264787895632?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861264787895632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112861264787895632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/sunday-2-oct-05-end-of-pot-luck.html' title='Sunday, 2 Oct 05 --&gt; End of Pot Luck, Beginning of Fly Kite Card..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112840517315960315</id><published>2005-10-04T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T12:07:03.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday, 1 Oct 05 --&gt; Dance Star n opening of Overnight Pot Luck..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;The continuation began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt; We listened to the song together using my own radio..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;- I gave all the tips I could to my team for I hope they learned something out of the choreography..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;- We &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;choreo and danced together infront of the library till 5 plus in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;- No sleep at all and I was still super hyper.. Can u imagine?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Went to bath and I tell u, the bathing scene was super hilarious.. I was like super bad luck.. I shall not revealed it.. Only Carol, Xiusian, Xiao Pei, Rong Xuan and Michelle knew.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Shhhhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Went to the Club Room and met up with Mag, Dien, Amanda, Lorrencia, Joan and all.. Gossiping moments..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;- Breakfast at mensa with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 loaves of bread with spreads of nutella and peanut butter&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 rounds of hot milo&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Art Space to change my pants..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Afterwhich, proceed to Sports Hall for &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Street jazz&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Salsa Workshops&lt;/span&gt;.. Great experience yet tiring..&lt;br /&gt;- Went off to toilet for good relieved.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Bluerghaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 bread with nutella spreads&lt;/span&gt; for lunch and drank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;couple of limeade tins&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Finished up choreos and clean up..&lt;br /&gt;- Thanked Carol for helping out.. She cant make it to dance for the team as she had to leave earlier..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Cleaned up again and again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- Went to Audi 2 for Dance Star..&lt;br /&gt;- The 3rd group to perform.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ASS-SHAKERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;- Results:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;2nd - Dan's Group&lt;br /&gt;1st - Dien's Group (Won Swensen)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Assuming we won third.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Everybody thought we will win.. Well hey, at least everyone thought we are the champion that means we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;RAWK THE STAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Closing of Dance Camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;- Off to Ang Keong for Ice kachang.. Lorrencia, Joan, Royston and me.. Loads of gossiping..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;- Off to East Coast to meet up my NCC Clique.. Was late eventually..&lt;br /&gt;- Met up with Fairul n Hamizah.. Once Zek and Yati came, we proceed to the designated place for tenting..&lt;br /&gt;- Izzat, Sharifah, Fadhlee, Fauzi, Alfiyan, Fate, Sharifah East, Din, Baby and Farhan came.. Later Hanafi and Happy came..&lt;br /&gt;- Tenting, makaning and gossiping..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;- GOOD NEWS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;1) By Yati:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;Shes been shortlisted for SPF.. Will go through the assesment and interview soon.. All the best to my sis.. U have my prayer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;2) By Zek:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;He got the best fitness award and second best as trainee.. And so, his squad is the best squad.. And he will have an interview this coming monday.. Hopefully he got what he want - OCT.. But for now, he had to undergo SSO (I think thats the word..).. I pray for u too bro.. All the best..&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/8366485-112840517315960315?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840517315960315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840517315960315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/saturday-1-oct-05-dance-star-n-opening.html' title='Saturday, 1 Oct 05 --&gt; Dance Star n opening of Overnight Pot Luck..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112840463487200762</id><published>2005-10-04T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T11:23:02.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday, 30 Sept 05 --&gt; 24 Danceathon Camp BEGAN..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Camping camping.. Love my dancers big time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;- Woke up, bag packing, got ready and buzz off to RELC Building to make the EPT payment..&lt;br /&gt;- Took bus to Orchard, taxi from Lucky Plaza..The location is super ulu I tell u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;- Made payment at level 3 and off..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;- Took bus from RELC to Far East then took 65..&lt;br /&gt;- Reached home at about 1pm when the camp was aleady beginning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Packed everything and off to TP for dance camp..&lt;br /&gt;- Was an hour late but they just started the activities.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Pheww*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Was in Group 3.. Marissa, Janice, Shawn, Charmaine, Gen, Ken, Sarah, Peihian, Louis, May and I think there were 2 or 3 more..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- The Adventure Games: Falling mat &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;(Super hate it)&lt;/span&gt;, Balancing, Flying Fox, Transffering, Trolley.. I tried Flying Fox as my last game..&lt;br /&gt;- Washed face and changed top..&lt;br /&gt;- Dinner at Mensa, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mee Goreng&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;plain water&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Alumni Lounge, watched &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"You Got Served"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Center Stage"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- Ordered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheese prata&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;murtabak&lt;/span&gt; for supper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Dance group assigned.. Group 3 again.. With Xiao Pei, Michelle, Yussof, Daniel, Carol, Yuhsian, Genie, Peihian, Zaini and 3 more..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Xiao Pei Birthday Celebration.. Bully her.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Either solo or kiss everyone at the cheeks.. In the end, she solo with the help of Toby and Dan..&lt;br /&gt;- Jam n Hop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Back to Art Space for radio and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Luckily no one got the slow song.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Dien got &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Black Eye Peas"&lt;/span&gt;.. Dan got &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Missy Elliot"&lt;/span&gt;.. I forgotten about Mag's song.. My group has the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Vibrate"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;- The choreo began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112840463487200762?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840463487200762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840463487200762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/friday-30-sept-05-24-danceathon-camp.html' title='Friday, 30 Sept 05 --&gt; 24 Danceathon Camp BEGAN..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112840403575406581</id><published>2005-10-04T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:59:22.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, 29 Sept 05 --&gt; Gf's met up and Dance Audition..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Lalalalalalalalaalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Went to TP library level 3 in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;- Hana was late..&lt;br /&gt;- Surfing for 3 hours..&lt;br /&gt;- Dessy came along..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Went to makan at this mama shop.. Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mee hoon goreng&lt;/span&gt; and drank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;strawberry choco bubble tea&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yum yum*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- We sat under the block, reminiscing the past n whats  been missing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Went off to dance studio for Ryan's dance audition..&lt;br /&gt;- Almost all people were there..&lt;br /&gt;- Was in group 8 together with Mag, Dien, Joan, Meiqi and someone i forgot..&lt;br /&gt;- 31 selected.. Those I know are Dan, Toby, Chris, Zaini, Shameen, Mag, Dien, Xiao Pei, Meiqi, Joan, Royston, Anjula, Carryn, Amanda, Lorrencia, Carol, Michelle, Jessica and the other half of those whom I dunno.. Oh, Im included too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Went home and watched Anugerah 2005 Final at home.. Well, here is the results..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;4th - Khairil&lt;br /&gt;3rd - Fauzie Laily (I vote for u okie, buddy)&lt;br /&gt;2nd - Syed Azmir&lt;br /&gt;1st - Khairul Anwar (U did marvellously great)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Call all the Overnight Pot Luck peeps to make sure everything went well..&lt;br /&gt;- Prepare a list of things to bring for 24 danceathon and Overnight Pot Luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;- ZzzzzZZZZzzzz&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/8366485-112840403575406581?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840403575406581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840403575406581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/thursday-29-sept-05-gfs-met-up-and.html' title='Thursday, 29 Sept 05 --&gt; Gf&apos;s met up and Dance Audition..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112840326480392500</id><published>2005-10-04T13:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:38:46.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, 28 Sept 05 --&gt; Homey to Hockey Goer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Shortening the entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Woke up very early ta 9am just to watch &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"The Amazing Race, Family Edition"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Beginning to love the Gaghan Family especially the small gal..&lt;br /&gt;- The first eliminating team is the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Black Family&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Staying at home, watching TV till evening..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Went off to Bukit Timah CCAB with Sarah for a match against the &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Hollandse Club&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- We reached half an hour early and warmed up..&lt;br /&gt;- We &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;won 3-2&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;br /&gt;- My scoring moments were either &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;off angles&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hit the pole&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Gee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;- Went home with Nurul, Sarah, Hana and Chewy after changing and the &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"usual-buy food-at-SPC"&lt;/span&gt; trip..&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/8366485-112840326480392500?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840326480392500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840326480392500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/wednesday-28-sept-05-homey-to-hockey.html' title='Wednesday, 28 Sept 05 --&gt; Homey to Hockey Goer..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112840234420513875</id><published>2005-10-04T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:30:42.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday, 27 Sept 05 --&gt; Boredom Stress..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I decided to just shorten my entry.. Recalling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;- Woke up and go to TP for internet access..&lt;br /&gt;- Net surfing at library level 3 for more than 3 hrs using my friend's account..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanked Dessy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;- Halfway through, met Nuraysah and was caught by surprised..&lt;br /&gt;- Done with net surfing at around 5pm plus, went to eat with her n her future boo at Tampines Long John Silver..&lt;br /&gt;- Had a fun funny conversation.. Learnt a new word which I shall not revealed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;- Went home, watched the last few mins of &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Pray and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Stressed when parents nagging about when to work, what to work, blahahaha.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;- Thanked to Abg Lee for unstressing me.. Went jogging with Abg Lee, Kak Nizah and Mizaro at the fitness park.. Did lil bit of exercise and pk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Reached home and watched &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Full Circle"&lt;/span&gt; and bath..&lt;br /&gt;- Last but not least, did some computer scanning..&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/8366485-112840234420513875?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840234420513875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112840234420513875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/10/tuesday-27-sept-05-boredom-stress.html' title='Tuesday, 27 Sept 05 --&gt; Boredom Stress..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112781437097642658</id><published>2005-09-27T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T10:14:30.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Sept 05 - Windy rainy monday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Recapping my coldest monday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I remembered waking up at 12pm sharp.. Watched DVD &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Great Challenge Yamakasi 2"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Gila-Gila Pengantin Popular"&lt;/span&gt;.. Got ready and all, went off to East Coast Park, all by myself to recce for the &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Overnight Pot Luck"&lt;/span&gt; that I had organised.. Hope everything will turn out well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While I was eyeing for better spots, the wind suddenly became stronger.. Saw a white elegant eagle (I think) soaring through the sky.. What a sight.. Not long, I dashed to a nearby shelter for the rain was super heavy.. Received a message about Ryan having an audition for competing team.. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;This thursday, 6pm @ Dance Studio&lt;/span&gt;.. I like lost hope, lack of interest.. Just because of a word - &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Alumni"&lt;/span&gt;.. Well, back to topic, I finally found a quite dry spot for me to plan my stuffs.. So I sent sms to the Malay Regiment clique about the confirmation.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Went home but missed &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;.. Scanned the computer with all sorts of anti-spywares.. Lucky monday night.. I was entertained by &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"Incredible Tales"&lt;/span&gt; about this coffee and pau and &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;"America Next Top Model"&lt;/span&gt;.. Sorry Michelle.. Go Naima..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Naz smsed me.. Just came back from Thailand.. Dint inform me.. Never bring along his hp.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Whatever lah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. So talked to him till I &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;zzzZZZZZzzz&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/8366485-112781437097642658?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112781437097642658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112781437097642658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/26-sept-05-windy-rainy-monday.html' title='26 Sept 05 - Windy rainy monday..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112781421835594313</id><published>2005-09-27T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T12:51:24.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Sept 05 - Relaxation chilly sunday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okie, Im pissed.. I blogged for about an hour and its gone!! Thank a lot.. Nevermind, I reblog again bout sunday's entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My home net is totally &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;GONE-CASE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So, I should just cut off the net right.. Daymn, because of this, I cannot blog everyday.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Let me recapped bout last Sunday.. I woke up quite early and watched TV while net surfing.. Watched the series &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;DVD of Enot&lt;/span&gt;.. Played Playstation afterwards namely, &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Scrabble"&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Wrestling"&lt;/span&gt; and even enjoying watching Mizaro playing &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Prince of Persia"&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh, did I mention about what I ate?! Hmmm.. Get ready for ferocious appetite.. A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bread with nutella spread plus choco ice-cream with hershey syrup&lt;/span&gt; for breakfast.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nasi kicap sambal udang&lt;/span&gt; as my lunch.. Not forgetting for my dessert, I had a piece of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cheesecake with added cheese on top&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;glass of mix choco and raspberry ice-cream with hershey syrup plus pieces of cheese all over&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Yummylicious mmmmmm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Ok, I kept my stylish hair untouched.. After bath, Kak Linda helped to restyle my hair.. Thank you.. Suddenly I felt like a heroine fighter saving the earth.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Bluerghahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;So met up with Kak Nizah and her boo at Woodlands.. My sis won 4 tix to Cinema Starlite at the padang.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Skeleton Key"&lt;/span&gt; at 8.30pm but have to report by 7.30pm.. So Kak Nizah, her boo, Mizaro and me headed to Cityhall and to the outdoor cinema.. Bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 popcorns&lt;/span&gt; and very expensive Evan mineral water.. I was superhungry that my sis sponsored me a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BK French Chicken meal&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Lurvely*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. While watching, the clouds turn reddish and not long, its &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"raining man"&lt;/span&gt;.. Lots of people ran for cover.. The 4 of us used the groundsheet to cover our heads.. My jeans was super drenched.. Dint manage to really have a good enjoyment watching the show.. I tell u boy.. The movie was a &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"super-unexpected-stupid-but-clever"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;MOST RECOMMENDED!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;It will be released in &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;13 Oct&lt;/span&gt;.. Enjoyed the show despite of the rain and the chilly weather that got me freezing and go &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Brrrrr"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Once ended, packed our belongings and headed for a taxi but all were on call.. So Kak Nizah cleverly suggested that we board the train to Eunos and took a taxi from there.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sembaranglah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. So we did and in time to catch the &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;"I Have A Date With The Vampire 3"&lt;/span&gt;.. I changed, fixed my hair, bath and off to slumberland.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;ZzzzzzzzZZZZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112781421835594313?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112781421835594313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112781421835594313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/25-sept-05-relaxation-chilly-sunday.html' title='25 Sept 05 - Relaxation chilly sunday..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112762208583542606</id><published>2005-09-25T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T12:22:15.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im feeling FRESHHHHH..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Morning morning everybody..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Guess what?! My friday's post is almost perfect except the shopping at Orchard is a waste time.. So replaced &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt; with shopping at Tampines This Fashion.. Bought load of stuffs there.. Now I know what to wear for the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;PIMP&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Yesterday was a BOMB, I tell u.. Let me talked about it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So I woke up early, watched TV, &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Powerpuff Girls"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;"Pokemon"&lt;/span&gt;.. Scanned my computer and ready ready to do my hair.. So I went to a salon and do this Zoe Tay's President Star Charity's hairstyle with my edition.. Reached home and changed.. Waited for Sarah's cue..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Met up my Princesses, Sarah, Hana and Nurul at Eunos MRT.. The blackies top with jeans.. Tak janji eh colour dier.. Met up with Raiha and Sarah M at Cityhall.. So here we go off to &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;SCC&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;PIMP&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P-I-M-P (Party In My Place)..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The hockey gals were earlier than the rest by 2 hours.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Pictures taken.. Eat the chips and drink while waiting for the party to start.. So, it started at 6.30pm.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Aiyoh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So the POD (People On Duty) suddely start to paste tag at all of the juniors' backs.. So here is the review for Hockey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Touch Myself - Nurul and Raiha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Gorgeous - Virma, Pravin and this gal I forgot her name..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Desperados - Sarah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Horny - Hana, Kaanthan and Haikal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hot Stuffs - Syam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Alco - Sarah M and Rahima..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Scatterbrains - Mis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Sexy! - Marcus and me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So, we had to find our own group and once u got 6 or 7 ppl, called the emcee Zee.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Voila!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; won the first round.. So, I got to know Wang Hin, Nicholas, Xiang Hian (Is that the name?!) and Candy from Lawn Bowl, Nadeem from Crickets and of course Marcus and I were the only from Hockey.. So we ate dinner at the same table.. Quietly.. I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;noodles with beef&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;potatoes&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ICE-CREAM&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Ooooweeee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Okie, a sudden conversation came from him and was weird initially but just talk like normal.. Was super weird but oh darn, just bear with it.. But hey, it was great cause at least we talked.. Anyway, Marcus was elected as the team leader, chosen by us all.. So we played the trivia games and guess what.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Sexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; won again.. Another round of Margarita but hey, I dont benefit from em ok.. But who cares, &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we won!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So, this funny pest kept disturbing me, promoting my dance, pester about my sock at my hand and etc.. I felt weird again when he told this gal, infront of me, as to why he kept disturbing me and the old times.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Rolls eyes*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So, back to lounge and dragon boat race with Rose's team won first, lucky draws with Sarah winning Sony portable TV, Syam winning this "I forgot what" and Nat and Chris won the Ipod Nano.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Daymmnn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. The Pimpleton rawked the stage with their metal rock songs which was sooo undanceable.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Still laughing at part where I was being pulled by this angmoh ol guy and like what, had to dance to slow rock?! &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt; How should I? Then he grabbed me and slow dance with me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Eeeeyyuuuuhhh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I quickly buzzed off from there.. After all, the &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARTAY STARTED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So we danced all night long with the Hip Hop songs.. I was raining sweats.. The hockey babes were super enjoying ourselves.. I danced with everybody but mostly wth Kaanthan.. Hes dope lah.. Great mover.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Daymn the partay night was short so I had to rush with Raiha and Sarah M.. So I tumpang taxi with them and dropped off at Cityhall, took the last train back to Woodlands.. I just wished the partay was longer.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Daymmnn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Will post again later for today's entry.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAY TUNE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Dear hockey babes, many many lurps to u all for making it happening.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Sarah, Hana, Raiha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ur the greatest companions.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nurul and Mis,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ur the crazee chicks.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the hot emcee babe.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Virma and Sarah M,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ur the goyang kepala man.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kaanthan,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ur the dope, man.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coach, Ben n the seniors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; were the coolest stuffs.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To him,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; thanx for making the best moments for the team.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;The rest of the hocky laydees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; u all are the bomb ok.. Lets do it again. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARTAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112762208583542606?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112762208583542606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112762208583542606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-feeling-freshhhhh.html' title='Im feeling FRESHHHHH..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112745569108331452</id><published>2005-09-23T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T14:21:27.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today's plans, Boredom, Mood to FLIRT and DANCE.. *Bluerghaha*..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Since I know that I cant log in to net later on because it is going to take hours of scanning before I could surf the net, I rather predict my plans today..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; *Blahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Well, I woke up as usual, eat, scan my PC, surf net routine and blogging.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TODAY'S PLANS:-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Later after I pray, I thought off zooming off to Orchard for a &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"rare"&lt;/span&gt; shopping session.. Can u believe I go shopping?! Must be insane, right.. Well, I see how.. If I have the mood, I go to RELC building to pay for my EPT test which I doubt I will be doing today so see how lah.. But whatever it is, I will be back before 7pm.. Like I said in one of the previous entries, I am &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOOKED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by the TV!! So gonna watch &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"The Dragon Heroes"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Fear Factor Couples"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Survivor"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Ju-on The Prequel"&lt;/span&gt;.. Yep, that's all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BOREDOM:-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lately, I am feeling so boring.. Nothing to do.. Not because of I do not want to work, I want to but must have my fullest interest in it like what Farhan 42 had said in his recent entry.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"P-A-S-S-I-O-N"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Currently, not yet to be found.. I want to go out but where?! I wanna jog again but kinda lazy.. I wanna play netball, badminton, blading but with who?! Who is willing to accompany me to do all these things?! All are busy with their own things now that we have grown up as working adults.. Ok, I admit I should buzz myself with jobs research.. I did ok.. And Im doing it.. But who say I cant have fun at the same time.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MOOD TO FLIRT:-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;What are you thinking?! Hmmm.. It maybe true.. I just hate to be in a relationship after all these things happened.. Especially after the excruciating moments being with &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"Z"&lt;/span&gt;, chasing after me, giving me hope and leave me once I fall for it.. I know I am stupid this time.. But hey, I have the right to flirt since I am single right?! &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So, any takers?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Well, I dont really know how to flirt anyway so why bother to do so.. Miss my old days back then.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DANCE:-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Ok, so I miss dancing with my Fusion X peeps.. I admit it.. But most of them are leaving.. I sooo feel like having another group besides &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;1970&lt;/span&gt;.. But I dont want to like have a dance group mainly to dance.. I want the bonding.. We dance, crap, eat, sing, chilling, hanging, watch competitions all together.. All i ask for we do everything together.. Back to square 1.. This time all malay peeps.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Any joiners?!&lt;/span&gt; Tag me ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/strong&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/8366485-112745569108331452?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112745569108331452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112745569108331452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/todays-plans-boredom-mood-to-flirt-and.html' title='Today&apos;s plans, Boredom, Mood to FLIRT and DANCE.. *Bluerghaha*..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112745367286390930</id><published>2005-09-23T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T13:34:32.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday was a bogus.. Ooooowweeeee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I cant even log in to net yesterday.. So after 2 hours of full scanning with 3 antivirus softwares, finally managed to log in but with a system shutdown problem.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Solution for Win XP&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Go to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;command prompt&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Go start, accessories, Command Prompt) and type &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shutdown/a&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and finally it is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOLVED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So yesterday, I woke up, eat, watch tv, pray and off to Fengshan CC in the afternoon for another rehearsal with the kiddos.. Super finished.. Just need little perfection in steps, volume, expressions and dopeness.. And I bullied most of them.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; But hey, I taught them some skills like locking and body wave.. They are sooo cute.. They are a bunch of fast learners.. New generation of hip hoppers.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;After the lesson, went off for hockey match at Bukit Timah, CCAB.. Met up with Hana in the bus.. Okie, we are little late.. But my &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;dear princess aka Sarah&lt;/span&gt;, supposedly to be early, was late.. Hmmm, I wonder.. Anyways, waited for her and off to match.. Coach was kinda in a bad mood I guess.. The cute part was he asked us the trios about exams finished in poly.. I suddely interrupted him and said &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"We are working"&lt;/span&gt;.. Ermm, he thought we are still in one.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Hehe*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So yah, I played in the second half.. Though we did not win but I felt a bit of satisfaction in my fitness.. Played again vs with our own ladies in red bibs.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Very tired.. We almost scored 1 goal when I did a first time 180 degrees turning push to the goal but bit off angle.. Hoping Hana could deflect it to goal but couldn't manged to.. I like to say a good passing from Mis, Nat and a help from Hana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;After all, briefing by Coach.. Need major self improvements.. PIMP discussion on dressing.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Greatness*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Cant wait.. Went to SPC with Hana, Sarah and Chewy for some snacks and went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ate up all the fried mee hoon while watching &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Pasrah"&lt;/span&gt; VCD, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Fear Factor"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"Desperate Housewives"&lt;/span&gt;.. Imagine what time I slept.. zzzZZZZzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;I finally get to see you yesterday and I finally recalled you.. You are such a bitch B to talk behind me when you dont even know me.. You  dont even wanna look at me in my eyes.. Be a brave bitch B to talk to me face to face, &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;And to this bitch A, stop being nice to me if you are not for real.. Why? Suddenly had this "oh shit, she is back here again, daymn" huh.. You wanna be nice to me, tell me face to face whatever you wanna bitch about me rather than behind me, got that &lt;strong&gt;BITCH&lt;/strong&gt;!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Im just reflecting.. I should have told them this face to face but for what if they do not do so.. But then again, its good to have two 2-faced ppl in my life.. What a satisfaction.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112745367286390930?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112745367286390930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112745367286390930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-was-bogus-ooooowweeeee.html' title='Yesterday was a bogus.. Ooooowweeeee..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112731751472411222</id><published>2005-09-21T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T13:39:30.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homey SUX.. Internet SUX.. Wat else.. SUX!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woke up, complete my &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"APO?"&lt;/span&gt; magazine, eat, trying to get to the net but fail.. So yah, bath and all and off to Olympus Studio.. Send mum's camera for repair.. Dad keep checking on me for like 3 times &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Dah pergi ke belum? Bila nak pergi? Kul berapa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Jus trust me ok.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"N-A-N-T-I!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;I was practically putting an arrogant face, not smiling and yah, listening to my Aswandy like in my own world.. After the trip to Olympus Studio, I went back by MRT.. On the way to Bedok, this 2 boys from ACS (I should have known), infact 3 but he left quite early, were playing chinese chess.. Everybody at the first cabin were practically looking, staring and commenting about how the game should be played and etc.. Even I was impressed.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Certainly not a game for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Went to Bedok CC for internet access.. Met my ol goody buddy, adik, Zulhilmi and his 2 crappy buddies, Arip and Azhar.. So coolness to have met with them.. So yah, for the first time I see the Bedok CC's cyberlan.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Styleness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. $1.50 per hour.. Not bad.. So, got my time from 3.20pm in this secluded and small room.. So I did my internet routine and almost forget my priority.. Like finally, I can chat at MSN.. Chatted with my sistas Nurul, Sarah and Yana.. Plus Zul and Arip.. Catch up news with Zul.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Kinky*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Finally managed to register the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EPT test&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Now, have to study hard and smart for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ENGLISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Ok, I have to improve on my &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;writing, pronounciation, speech, vocab and grammar&lt;/span&gt;.. So let me start in here.. Din't manage to find any suitable job though..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Once the time was up, which I did not even managed to shutdown on my own, I packed my bag and leave.. This minah beside me was staring at me up and down.. managed to see that.. But hey, look who is she looking at.. Im older than u think ok..So, no child staring game..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Went off to meet my kindergarten kids.. Ok, I was a little late.. They had started their practice.. I finally edited the last piece.. The kids were marvellous.. Except need to get that kid to be confident of learning.. I feel bad.. Oh well.. It pays to be around with them.. They have always make my day.. Love to see them being such a cute, enthusiastic, energetic and the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Teacher Fidah, HI!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Especially when at the end of the lesson, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"Bye teacher Fidah!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and will never end there until I am out of their sight.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Cuteness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Went to MacDonald before reaching home.. Pray and all, watch dragon show, &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Mr Bean"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Charmed"&lt;/span&gt;.. And here I am blogging after an hour plus virus scanned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cant wait for &lt;strong&gt;PIMP&lt;/strong&gt; with my pitch bitches.. Cant wait for the &lt;strong&gt;dance camp&lt;/strong&gt;.. Cant wait for the &lt;strong&gt;OCT gathering&lt;/strong&gt;, organised by &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt;!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*WOOHOONESS*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112731751472411222?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112731751472411222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112731751472411222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/homey-sux-internet-sux-wat-else-sux.html' title='Homey SUX.. Internet SUX.. Wat else.. SUX!!!'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112722985573288414</id><published>2005-09-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T23:24:18.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work WORK.. Sucky day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Hate being at home.. It doesnt pay to be at home for long.. I have to get out in order to find the tranquility and serenity.. But then, I have no plan.. What can I do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woke up quite early, read magazine, sleep back, watch &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Bring It On Again"&lt;/span&gt; and eat.. Wats new?! After which, I switch on the computer and scan all viruses for an hour.. Then the internet can be use.. Stooopid rite.. &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WASTE MY TIME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, damnit.. So, use it till like afternoon, watch &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Teater Komedi"&lt;/span&gt;, rest here and there.. I think I must be lucky to watch the teater komedi.. It is superly funny.. I laughed like a madwoman.. Its sooo cute.. Karaoke contest, 5 contestants.. Jus kelakar la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Then called this 3 companies which help to seek jobs for ppl like me.. I still prefer the first call I made.. The second call was super rude.. Im not gonna even consider urs.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UR OUT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The third call was operated.. No time to spare.. Besides its CBD.. Think twice..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Watch the dragon show, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Heartlanders"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;"Shooting Star"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;"Full Circle"&lt;/span&gt;.. Shooting star is great today.. Olinda's part is the best.. Especially when shes daydreaming.. Doughing with the bread guy and japanese scene of 2 guys fighting over her.. Kelakarness.. Cant wait to catch next week.. The way shes gonna kiss Jack Toot is gonna make my day.. Funny.. Imagine Olinda pulled his hair from the back and kiss him at the lip.. Like waddacuteness.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Kahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. But hey. Cecila is damn hot.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Im straight okie..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;So, after all, I wonder here and there.. Decided to use the comp and update..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Lucky tomorrow I am going out else, my mood is sooo gonna be spoilt.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I WANT TO BE PAP OR AT LEAST CHILDCARE TEACHER CAN&lt;/span&gt;???"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112722985573288414?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112722985573288414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112722985573288414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/work-work-work-sucky-day.html' title='Work work WORK.. Sucky day..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112722828654959509</id><published>2005-09-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-20T22:58:06.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues again (19 Sept 05)..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;My&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;INTERNET EXPLORER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; has gone &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WILD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eversince new &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; comes about.. So, I can like update it if I have the opportunity.. Like &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, rite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Monday blues.. Why.. Woke up, like nothing to do.. So, I watch &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Twins Effect"&lt;/span&gt; for lunch and repairing my computer.. Still, I could not log in.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Becoming a homie gal throughout the day.. But &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I CANT STAND&lt;/span&gt; the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;NOISE&lt;/span&gt;.. The naggings.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Work work WORK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Like, can u all wait till I find one.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE OFFICE WORK.. I PREFER TO DO TEACHING.. I HATE INFORMATION TECHNOLOGY..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Should have taken dip in &lt;strong&gt;Early Childhood&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;NP&lt;/strong&gt; or dip in &lt;strong&gt;Sports and Wellness&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;NYP&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Daymnn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Anyways, I received this system shutdown and I have forgotten the command.. So, I turn off and on the comp till evening.. Thanx to my &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;technician&lt;/span&gt; for the command.. I actually &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"crying"&lt;/span&gt; for his help thru sms.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Bluerghh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So, watch the dragon show.. Incredible Tales.. I dun understand the killing of the prostitutes.. Theres no ghosts wat.. But the nanny story was a goosebump.. My hair actually stood at its root..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;OKie, was waiting for ANTM but ooopid Emmy Awards postponed the ANTM.. Boring rite.. So, I went zzzzZZZZZzzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I just wanna do the things that I like.. So stop pushing me to the edge before I become insane and start to do things that I have never thought of doing.. Just stop yanking, ok.. Love u both.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112722828654959509?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112722828654959509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112722828654959509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-blues-again-19-sept-05.html' title='Monday blues again (19 Sept 05)..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112706334030756763</id><published>2005-09-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T01:09:00.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekends, yesterday and today --&gt; Powerness and Boringness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Lets start with yesterday first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Early morning, all family members went off to malaysia.. Abg Amy nikah.. Congrats my cousin.. Sorry couldnt be there.. Jus had some plans but mostly, Im not really keen to go overseas.. Besides I know it will be cramped in the car with 4 siblings fat asses.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Bluerghaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;So I slept back and woke up just in time to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"PowerPuff Girls"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. After which, I surfed the net and shitto to virus.. I couldnt even open my explorer.. I gave up after like hours trying.. Get ready and all to &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Suntec Dance Finals&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Fountain of Wealth&lt;/span&gt;.. Supposed to meet Xiao pei at 5.30pm but yeah, I was late.. 6pm then reached.. But hey, it had not started.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Blahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Met up with Aida, Xiao pei, Meiqi, Charlene, Royston and Yusof.. Saw my darla sis Nurul and her dam dam, Ina with her long hair that I almost couldnt recognised and Hana but without her izhar bro and her mona sis.. Cool rite.. Well, Aida accompanied me to go BK and I met my own 42nd intake, Ivan at the ATM.. Hes with a contact lens now ok.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;On my way to BK, I saw my ex female dancer idol with Mr RW.. My gosh.. Somehow, I felt like she made her way through by licking boots.. No wonder!! But yah, I used to admire her body movements and her cool expressions but now, after I knew and eva dance with her, I felt like shes nothing but strutting her way for attention.. Dont deny that shes good.. Like wateva.. Like I said, my EX dancer idol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;So back to my seat at the fountain.. It took them so long to start the thang.. Sheikh Haikel as the host.. Cool guy la he.. There were 6 or 7 judges, some namely Patrick, Hatta or Ghani, Zaki n others.. So okie, the solo juniors followed by solo open and group category.. Then Randolf Winston's performance with some local dancers dat includes Lovynn and Hamzah.. I heard that they all had to undergo paid audition for it.. And Randolf just choreographed the movement like in the afternoon.. Cool shit.. But I still prefer the class sessions..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Okie, enuff of crappin and heres the results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Solo Juniors:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Best Costume --&gt; Shazran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;2nd --&gt; Syereen &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;1st --&gt; Shazran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Solo Open:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Bets Costume --&gt; Fantastic One (Elly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;3rd --&gt; Kimmie aka Hakim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;2nd --&gt; Syafiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;1st --&gt; Groove aka Zaihar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Open Group:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Best Costume --&gt; Transwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;3rd --&gt; Unknown Remix (Hakim, Zaihar, Zuhri, Amin, Taj and Jup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;2nd --&gt; Steezers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;1st --&gt; Transwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Congrats to all of the winners.. To those who dint make it, try harder.. Well, in fact, all of u are winners just by making it to the Finals.. So afterall, the champions of the categories performed.. Saw Dan, Zaini, Sharin, Dien and her hubbies, Alex, Eugene and James.. Decided to wait for my friends who have competed so I can congrats and consoled them.. Met Carol from Wuzzup.. She remembered me.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yeah*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Unfortunately, dint see Maybelle and Ryan.. Met up with Shima and Es.. Not forgetting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Bik Cinone, Mama Pailang, Bik Ally, Karl, Allen, Ina, Mel, Syam and Jo.. Congratted Kimmie, Baba Zai, Papa Pailang, Thaiz and Amin.. Dint saw Jup.. Dint manage to see Elly also.. Anyways, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CONGRATS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Talks, hugs, pictures and laughters.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Really miss &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Amin&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thaiz&lt;/span&gt;.. They were the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bombs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when I danced with them.. Anyways, I walked out of Suntec with the SDC and separated at the bus stop.. Loads of thanxed to Spidey for fetchin me home.. It was like midnight already and I had to lie to....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today's entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Spidey sent me to 7-Eleven and I bought maggie dodo.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yummy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Reached home and was in time to pick up the home phone.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Phew*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Bath, ate while watching &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Taxi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; again and fall asleep till 3.30am.. Quickly do the neccessary stuff and back to proper slumber..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Woke up, managed to watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Shaolin Showdown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Pokemon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Bath and all, watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Twins Effect"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and out of the house once clock struck 5pm.. Going for the Showoff 4 audition at Faithworks.. While waiting for Zek at Kallang MRT, I was being stared at.. U know by who.. Especially in the weekend at Kallang.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. And thanked to Zek for giving an &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"almost-die-of-heart-attack"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I was completely breathless ok.. So we went there and found the place.. But gosh, Christ was like everywhere.. Zek and I changed our mind to go in.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Mannn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. So, plan B was to ask the clique go makan at Compass Point.. But all couldnt make it.. So, we both decided to go home.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Sorry bro for making you come down all the way and wasted ur time and thankiu sooo much for accompanying me&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;A speedy recovery wish to Shairul.. Heard his leg got a problem..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Reached home, eat eat eat.. Finally, I can blog with the virus erased before using the explorer.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Phew*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Cook rice, surf net, blogging while watching &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"I had a date with a vampire 3"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112706334030756763?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112706334030756763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112706334030756763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/weekends-yesterday-and-today-powerness.html' title='Weekends, yesterday and today --&gt; Powerness and Boringness..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112693868944247119</id><published>2005-09-17T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T23:47:37.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taggies replies..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;taj:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will edit.. Its gonna be ermmm.. I know.. &lt;strong&gt;"Papa Pailang"&lt;/strong&gt;.. Wakaka.. Bluerghaha.. And yes, Im comin to support u.. All the best k.. Thanx for the concern, its betta now with new soft lens.. Wekeke.. Oh, did u see me? I was on the way to Bukit Timah for hockey.. Sorry tak nampak.. Haha.. Comin comin today.. Strut ur thang papa pailang.. Wooots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eeeduh:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I will take care.. U too take care darl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;aLLy:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mei pagal.. My ally.. How are u.. Muacks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;iffah:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I thought u found my blog already mah.. U ahh.. haha.. Cute la.. I link u up soon k darlin.. U too take care.. Keep in touch..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dayna:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey sweets.. Tag often kies.. See ya soon.. U too take care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ThAiZ:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oiiii, bilanglah.. Booohooohooo.. U too rawk on today k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Y@Tz"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y@Tz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hey sis.. Im ok now.. Nolah, no stye.. Jus pinkish red.. U too take care aiight.. With cicak.. Wakaka.. And my musim malas nak update lum lagi 100 percent so im still bloggin.. Was at KL when u searching for me.. Woohohoh.. Its UPDATED!! Hehe, kartun takder la.. Maner.. Itulah.. Camana Spidey n my dad boleh ter clash.. Me resah, u ketawakan eh.. Grrrr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;mizsy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Terkezut kaper gal.. Wakaka.. Salah ke aku reactivate blog ni.. Kau ni pun.. Yelah, aku tag asap once i get my blog done k.. And I will link u too.. U too take care k..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sis_DaDa:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I mish u too la sis.. But how to call u.. U skolah, exam lah dudette.. nanti aku call dalam 11 sec, kau tak blaja, maner boleh.. Sayang kau jugak..Muacks.. PIMP baby yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:: sarah ::&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hoi sweet.. Ahahha.. tengok the mood lah kan.. Great to see ya at hockey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yana:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I miss u too chica.. *hugz*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fiLzY:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Hei Bik Cinone.. Abisla.. makin rami oink oink kat Spore tak lama lagi.. Wohohohoh.. U take care too.. Mish ya too.. See ya later.. With Baba Zai.. Wakakaka..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEWS:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Do come down and support the finalists of Suntec Dance Competition today at 6pm, Fountain of Wealth.. Im shure all will do great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;All the best to all my friends, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Unknown Remix, Jade J, Fantastic One, The Groove, Syafiq, Kimmie and Wussup&lt;/span&gt;.. The others too all the best.. Will be screaming out for all my friends and the best too..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&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/8366485-112693868944247119?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693868944247119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693868944247119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/taggies-replies.html' title='Taggies replies..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112693779864794719</id><published>2005-09-17T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T14:16:38.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday Friday the 16 Sept 05 --&gt; Jb lai..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Like finally.. The last recapment (Is there such a word?!)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Woke up quite early.. Go Johor Baru with my parents reluctantly.. By right, I had my own plans.. Morning go 2hrs session, afternoon watch movie with Spidey and evening to Faithworks Audition with Zek.. By left, no space for any of the mentioned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Go JB to tailor my Hari Raya clothes.. Thats the objective.. Oh, Zek got sore eyes and thus i postponed the audition to sunday instead.. Speedy recovery bro.. Well, here was the actual itinery.. First stop was at camera shop to repair mum's camera but too ex.. Went to buy breakfast.. Then recce again for camera shops but most do not do repairs or too ex so decided to repair it at S'pore.. Then rested at my family house at Taman Baiduri.. I went to my favourite DVD TV and watched &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Long time dead"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Charlie's angels"&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for my dad to sembahyang jumaat before we moved to the original objective..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;At 3pm, we went to Giant.. I bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hazelnut snail bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;twist cheese bread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yum yum*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Next stop was at Lakin where my mum had baju kurung mended and I had my baju raya tailored.. I designed my own style and passed it to the lady.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. U will know soon.. I looiiikkee.. The lady told me Im the only one with that design for now.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Hope it will turn out better this time.. Hated last yr's.. Like playing rugby.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;After all, went to makan.. I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee bandung&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;milo ice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Hot.. Too much milk.. Done, went off to buy mum's book &lt;em&gt;"Saji"&lt;/em&gt;.. My parents encouraged me to buy back home a burger in case I got hungry.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So bought a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daging burger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and some peanuts.. The abang-abangs there very gatal.. Kenyit mata ajer kerja diorang.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Kekek la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then off to home.. Msged Spidey couldnt make it.. I reached home at 7 plus.. Watched TV, pray n all.. Thought of blogging but darn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;VIRUS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; wasted my time.. So, decided to shut it and watched TV.. I dint know friday shows&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;were daymmnn.. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Fear Factor"&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Azura"&lt;/span&gt; - some Ogie Ahmad Daud's films, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Survivor-Guetemala"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Phone"&lt;/span&gt;.. Im so gonna attached to home for every Monday and Friday.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Im booked!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Okie peeps.. Stay tune for today k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112693779864794719?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693779864794719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693779864794719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday-friday-16-sept-05-jb-lai.html' title='Yesterday Friday the 16 Sept 05 --&gt; Jb lai..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112693621362764326</id><published>2005-09-17T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:53:22.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday, 15 Sept 05 --&gt; All rounders..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Like again.. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Woke up super early.. Thanked to Yasir for waking me up.. Get ready and all, meet up with them at Eunos last cabin.. They were super late.. Yasir msged me and I board the train to find out that they were not in the cabin.. Called them and found out they would call me once reached.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I should have not board the train.. Theres this cute guy who sat beside me at Eunos station.. I managed to peep at him from the side view.. He resembled my cutie idol, &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nicholas Saputra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;"Ada Apa Dengan Cinta?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. The same hair, same face shape.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Ooooohhhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Thanx ah members.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Debush*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Met them at Aljunied instead.. Happy, Yasir, Fandi, Ain, Ruslan and Ain's 3 other friends.. All the way to Jurong East pool.. Learn swimming again from Happy and Yasir.. Thanx guys.. Enjoy the slides and wave.. At 1.30pm, I went off, leaving the peeps.. Ate alone at&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; KFC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; before proceeding home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I slept like a pig in the train.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wekeke*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Funny la.. Dont want to say.. Reached home, quickly packed my bag for hockey and off to Fengshan CC.. Met the kiddos and with Aysah.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yeah*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. She looked good.. Lurve to teach these kiddos.. The cutest beings.. Everything wrapped up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;After that, headed to CCAB, Bukit Timah for hockey.. Met Hana in the bus and talked throughout the journey.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Long time no see.. Sampai penat mulut aku.. Great to see ya sis.. Talked about almost everything that we missed since the last meeting.. Hot stuffs.. Especially bout ppl talking behind my back.. Wonder why this ppl love me so much to even talk behind me when we dont even bother bout each other.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Crazie, they made my day.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hockey gal n her self-disciple&lt;/span&gt;.. Like usual.. Jealousy.. For no reason..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Sarah was late.. Hana and I were sweating out like a bulldozer out at the pitch.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Zee surprised to see me.. Hug her.. Missed her soo much.. Mis was super cute when she saw me.. Luvly.. We played and darn my hockey is rusty but hey my touch is still there.. I scored a goal.. A slow-mo goal.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Weeeee*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I wished Nurul was here.. We could have big gathering.. Coach thanked for coming.. No prob, Im back for good.. Caroline, newcomer --&gt; Welcomed sweetie.. Jo sarcasticly yet cheery asked me some predictable questions.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"Its seems like 3 years"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;em&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Im just away for like months"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Yep, Im back for good.. But not for Premier.. Im fighting for Div 2.. I wanna train with &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Hana, Sarah, Nurul, Saro, Lily n all&lt;/span&gt;.. I want to have fun while playing, not cramped up and be stressed in playing.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;For DIV 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Went home after all.. Talked to Sarah non-stop throughout the journey.. Missed her la.. Shes mad at the Mouth-Blabbering hockey gal and her disciple especially.. Hey, Im chill with it.. Shes sweet la, isnt she..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nice meeting with all my pitch bitches especially &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hana, Sarah, Zee, Mis, Sarah Martins, Chew Wee, Zarah, Nadia&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;pls Nurul sista, I see u on upcomin thursday&lt;/span&gt; k.. Not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Kaanthan&lt;/span&gt;, he powerla.. Nice playing with him.. Muacks n hugs.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;See u all at &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;PIMP&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;CANT WAIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112693621362764326?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693621362764326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693621362764326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/thursday-15-sept-05-all-rounders.html' title='Thursday, 15 Sept 05 --&gt; All rounders..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112693398922493725</id><published>2005-09-17T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T13:13:09.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, 14 Sept 05 --&gt; Kiddos, Swensens.. LURVE EM..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;Recapping the moments like again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Woke up quite early when Yasir msged me what time to meet n all.. So I told him to meet at 1pm at the curb.. Yasir was quite reluctant to go but he decided to go because of me.. I felt bad.. Like suddenly, I decided not to go.. Furthermore I got the kiddos to be trained up for their graduation.. In da end, after much discussion with Yasir, we both decided to back out.. So informed Remy and bye to Signals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Watched DVDs instead.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yamakasi"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Taxi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Super cool shit..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Oh yah, initially I like &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Spider&lt;/span&gt; because of his &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;sweetness approach to his gf&lt;/span&gt;.. After I watched much closely to the story, &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Musicman&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Baseball&lt;/span&gt; were like awesome.. Oh god, should I eva admit that Im beginning to like &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Chau Belle Dihn&lt;/span&gt; already though hes a chinese?! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Dont get me wrong.. I love Musicman for his skills.. I think hes the best.. But Baseball like oh my god.. I did stared at him on the tv while mesmerizing.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. He got sharp cutie features la.. Couldnt resist..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;As for Taxi, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Queen Latifah&lt;/span&gt; rawk my sox man.. And her taxi, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daymmnn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Hey, I admired the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;4 robber ladies&lt;/span&gt;.. They were awesomely power bitches.. I must say, they inspired me because of their intelligence, essence and skills.. Cool shit la they..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;After all, get ready and met my kiddos.. Im alone again for my dear friend Aysah met with an accident.. Speedy recovery gal.. Like finally, the choreo's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. And the kiddos were cute.. The supervisor thanked me with a big pat on my arms.. They were luvly bunch of peeps.. Great working with em.. Not forgetting my Missy was &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BANG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. She cool la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went home after that and watched TV.. Ard 8pm plus, while watching &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Charmed&lt;/span&gt;, get ready to go out and meet up with my adik Shinobi.. Hes treating me and Yasir for our &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;birthday treats&lt;/span&gt;, dats what he claimed.. My dad decided to sent me to TM since Kak Linda also on the same way.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Reached bout 9.10pm and Im the first to arrive, followed by adik and his friend.. Went to Swensens.. Yasir came along.. We ate the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$26 promo, 4 ice cream with US Dip Fries&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Adik, his friend and I had &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banana splits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while Yasir had &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;frozen choco sundae&lt;/span&gt;, I think.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yummylicious*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. But we were still hungry.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So we ordered the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prawn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rodeo wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;I LURVE the PRAWNS&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Slurpsssss*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Everything under budget of $50.. My adik was like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Korang nak beli ape2, beli lah, asalkan jgn exceed $50.. Aku yang bayar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;After all, we went to interchange and they accompanied till my bus came.. Met their friend there.. My bus came and I waved goodbye when suddenly I saw their friend.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh gosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Dont want to say.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gerammmm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&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/8366485-112693398922493725?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693398922493725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693398922493725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/wednesday-14-sept-05-kiddos-swensens.html' title='Wednesday, 14 Sept 05 --&gt; Kiddos, Swensens.. LURVE EM..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112693141270908700</id><published>2005-09-17T12:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T12:45:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday the 13 Sept 05 --&gt; Workout..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;If I can still recall.. Lemme see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Supposedly, there was this &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Signals Open House&lt;/span&gt; but Yasir told me its the following day.. Hmmm, I confirm with Remy but no reply.. Oh yah, I managed to ask Yasir along.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wekeke*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. In da end, out of desperation, I called ma'am Devi and found out it was the following day.. Lucky me I have not prepared else I would be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;M-A-D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So yah, its on the &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;14th, reach HQ by 1.45pm, in No.4&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Well, since the stocks were completed the day before, I end up with more rest and nothing to do.. Lazing at home, internet surfing and tv..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Did have a plan by Fate n Yasir to go to &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Hougang gym&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;4pm&lt;/span&gt;.. Not interested at all.. Unless, they have a gymnast kind of gym.. I dont really work out with machines.. So, enjoy peeps..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Go developed the digital prints and went off for 2 hrs workout.. As usual, from home to reservoir, warm up, run the whole 4.3km non-stop, statics, walk to traffic light and ran back home non-stop.. But the walking distance I took from home to reservoir was super long.. I decided to walk from one end of Bedok Town Park to the other end.. By the time I wanted to run, I was half dead.. But I made it through.. Thanx &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aswandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again for the bestest companion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Reached home and rest while watching the chinese dragon show.. Shui LingLong is cute la, better off with Li Bin rather than Yan Chen and White Dragon.. Bath, pray and internet surfing again.. Dats about it.. Boring rite?! I thought so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okie, signal men, here I come..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112693141270908700?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693141270908700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112693141270908700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuesday-13-sept-05-workout.html' title='Tuesday the 13 Sept 05 --&gt; Workout..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112671602384478800</id><published>2005-09-15T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T12:31:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues, 12 Sept 05 --&gt; Raining man..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;Monday monday monday.. Bad start of the week.. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Spidey sent me to work.. Gave him 2 Danon chocos.. Thanx Spidey for the ride.. Working with Alvina and sometimes with Mr R.. Kak Da couldnt make to work cos her mum is sick.. Bought new lenses during lunch and ate tapau &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mee goreng mama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Finally we finished everything 5 mins after 6pm.. Supposedly to meet up with Spidey as he sending me to SCC for my election night.. At 6pm sharp, it was raining thunderously.. Sorry Spidey for the troubles.. Proceed to bedok MRT.. Chaos situation.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FLOODED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Thanx god, I was wearing flip flop.. Reached city hall, the rain was even more fiercer.. Called Ben for help and finally met up with a newbie who was also attending the election night.. Took taxi to SCC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Major renovation and changes to SCC.. Okie, cut short, I changed to my dress and eventually found the cleavage part a bit too low.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Gosh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Forget it, took my belongings and proceed to the tentside.. There received my envelope and talked to the director.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Ate few &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cheeseballs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orange juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Then off to change and met up with Spidey.. He sent me home.. Thanx again Spidey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Reached home and all, watched my fav shows.. The Incredible Tales --&gt; This chinese lil gal talking in indian.. Cool stuff.. Not really scary.. Just plain interesting.. Finally, ANTM.. I felt for Kahlen.. Shes enduring and tried her best.. Her wrath picture said it all.. I love the &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;7 deadly sins&lt;/span&gt; theme.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"SLOTH (Brittany), PRIDE (Michelle), GREEDY (Tatiana), LUST (Christina), GLUTTON (Kayleen), ENVY (Naima) and WRATH (Kahlen)&lt;/span&gt;.. Pity Tatiana.. Shes out..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Rested on my bed while reading Ujang.. Thought of calling Spidey but in da end, I overslept..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112671602384478800?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112671602384478800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112671602384478800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/monday-blues-12-sept-05-raining-man.html' title='Monday blues, 12 Sept 05 --&gt; Raining man..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112671364075872134</id><published>2005-09-14T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-15T00:43:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday the 11 Sept 05 --&gt; Balik Singapore..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Recapping sunday's post pulak.. Jeng jeng jeng..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Received a wake up call at 5.45am.. Mizaro sleeping soundly.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Idiot*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Then I slept back, like normal.. Mum woke me up through phone.. Wonder how she knows I will wake up when a phone call is make.. Anyways, I woke up, bath and pray and getting ready to go for breakfast.. Oh yah, been ages since I wore G-Max red t-shirt.. It was last yr on Fiz' Bday when I bought it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;At breakfast, I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee hoon goreng&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 half scrambled eggs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 pieces of bread each whipped with margarine and cornspread&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;orange juice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Marvellously delicious*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Took pictures here and there.. And yup, Im wearing back my lenses.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Cari maut*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. My ear is not used to wearing specs for long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Finished everything, went back to the room.. Mizaro and I melepas.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Lega*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. After which, we took pictures and video of me doing handstand, cartwheel and she doing freeze.. Inspired by yesterday la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;After all, we went downstair and wait for our coach.. Was actually mad cos I can like watch &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Xiaolin Showdown"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; before checking out.. Mum super kanchiong.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Bluerghh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Took pictures here and there and off from the hotel..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;First drop was at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Chocolate Boutique&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Bought 4 Danon chocos and get 1 free (2 almonds, 3 assortments).. I pay.. Lucky me, I psycho my mum to buy the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Excellent"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; chocos.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Mum very rich mah.. Spend la sekali sekala.. I still prefer my white chocos but super ex.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Boohoohoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Second drop was at Masjid India where we get to shop for kain, clothes.. Oh my gosh, at first glance, I have fallen for this kain.. Ok, my mum went there and checked it out but it super ex.. Nvm, we go somewhere and not long, we came back again.. Go somewhere again, this time, my dad bought a slip-on sandal he desired.. Not long, we came back again, without my dad who searching for a rattan bag.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Muahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Finally, we bought &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;1 black net with orange lining&lt;/span&gt; for me and its the super ex --&gt; RM350, pink net and blue lining for Kak Linda that cost RM150 and RM40 for Mizaro, a black lining, all after bargain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Then we meet up at 1pm with mum's friends and we ate at Sogo Foodcourt.. I bought a super ex &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nasi goreng ayam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a milo drink&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Back in the bus, there was this bday celebration and lucky draw.. I got no 11, my fav.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. But I dint win.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Bluergghh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Third stop was at makan place where my mum bought for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me burger daging cheese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nasi goreng cina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I ate em in the bus.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yummylicious*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Next was the custom.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. To think we cut queue and I can like be sarcastic at them when they pushed me.. We all thought there were 2 queues.. End up, its combined to one.. Another custom also the same.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Aiyoh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The coach dropped some at Clementi and last to Bedok Interchange.. Bid our goodbyes to mum's friends and took taxi back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;*Special thanx to our coach guide, Mr Ram for being such a wonderful jovial, joker and sarcastic one.. Enjoy la.. Not forgetting to my mum's friends, best la u all.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wekeke*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112671364075872134?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112671364075872134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112671364075872134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/sunday-11-sept-05-balik-singapore.html' title='Sunday the 11 Sept 05 --&gt; Balik Singapore..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112662759544721335</id><published>2005-09-13T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T15:32:30.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday the 10 of Sept 05 --&gt; KL Menjerit..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Recapping my last saturday's post..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Woke up very early in the morning, bath, pray and get ready to overseas.. So my parents, Mizaro and I went out of the house at 7am plus and headed to bedok interchange, princess and there I saw quite a no of makciks and pakciks waiting for the KL coach.. Okie, being a filial sister, I treat Mizaro to McDonald.. Havent taken breakfast and was very hungry ok.. Bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sausage mcmuffin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me and 2 hashbrowns for her..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Board the coach and off to Clementi to pick up some ppl before proceeding to custom.. 3 buses on the way to KL, so there was like more people.. Great.. My weekend is spent with no guys to ooze at.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Muahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Kidding la.. So, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aswandy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; accompanied me throughout my journey.. Great baby I have right.. My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sierra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; died after reaching the other side.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ok, the custom like taking half of my time whereas my parents like done with it, including Mizaro.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So I changed lane and it was much faster.. And the custom guy was like &lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Cik Fidah, tolong tukar gambar anda.. Anda dah besar, lawa pulak tu.. Gambar passport dah berzaman.. Jgn lupa tukar k"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Bluerghahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Aku kene sindir lah ni..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;First stop was at some makan place for breakfast.. Ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;burger daging&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, lil bit of mum's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee hoon&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and drank &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;milo packet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Oh yah, met my very own Bravo 42nd intake buddy, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Hafiz East&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Sihat dier.. Suddenly remembered of the times we spent together with the other CLTs at &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;NZ&lt;/span&gt; especially on the Valentines Day where we all slept at the grass and him as our mattress.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Second stop was at makan place also for lunch.. Had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee hoon soup&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;milo ice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Bought small pieces of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honeydew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dessert..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Third stop was at the clothes, furniture stuffs.. Boredom.. So my mama, Mizaro and I went to go at the makan place and eat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then next stop was at this resting place for us to go toilet and back to bus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Next was at Petaling Jaya Chinatown.. Only Mizaro bought a shoe, high cut black all-star.. Old school lah she.. Oh yah, last min, she needed double A Energizer batteries and I found my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;White Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Woohoo*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Nice.. My mum's friends were very craziee.. They sang and dance like super cuties la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Last stop from the bus was at the &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hotel International Kuala Lumpur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Like finally.. Checked in, rushed to bath and headed for dinner.. Wore a nice dress like teacher.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nasi with kentangs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ayam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fishballs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Not forgetting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plain warm water&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;honeydew&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for dessert again.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Yummy*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Then went off jalan2.. Loads of makan place jus outside the hotel.. Took monorail from Chow Kit to Bukit Bintang.. Heard dat Bukit Bintang is like Petaling jaya Chinatown but a smaller version.. Well, on the way there, I took some pics of the KLCC Twin Tower and the other tower.. Niceeee.. Lurve it..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Once reached, saw loads of ska peeps.. Scary man.. Maybe cos I was like shocked.. Its just&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like Orchard in Spore.. Walked to a shopping center and one of my mum's friends bought a comfy shoe.. Walked the opposite and saw a crowd surrounding the place.. My mum's friend was like &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Skateboarders, skateboarders"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. It was &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"Breakdancers"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Breaking at this small place and everybody crowd around to see their moves.. Cool stuffs.. How I wished I could join in the fun.. Wanted to record them but scared cos Im an outsiders and they might not like it.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sigh*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Now I wished I could do some breaking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;Then on da way back to hotel, I bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daging burger&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee maggi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kickapoo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. My mum's friends decided to have supper and so we ate.. I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mee hailam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; shared with Mizaro and mum.. I drank &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;milo ice&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Back to hotel, I ate my burger while watching TV and off to bed.. ZzzzzzZZZZ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Do notice I ate a lot in one day.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, just one day.. Wonder why my stomach neva bulge and I have not melepas okie.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Mampus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Great fetish for food?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;STAY TUNE FOR ANOTHER OLD POST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112662759544721335?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112662759544721335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112662759544721335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/saturday-10-of-sept-05-kl-menjerit.html' title='Saturday the 10 of Sept 05 --&gt; KL Menjerit..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112662225770149776</id><published>2005-09-13T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T22:37:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday the 9 of Sept 05 --&gt; Moment of funness..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;Lemme recapped my last friday..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Woke up and get ready for work.. Spidey is giving me a ride to work.. Unfortunately, my parents were going out at the same timing I usually go out and so, i decided to wait another few mins more.. They were going overseas.. I informed Spidey of my prob.. And 10 mins later, Im off to meet Spidey and guess what.. I received an unknown call.. It happened to be &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY DAD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. My dad was like &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Where are you?" Im waiting for u at the bus stop, thought of sending u to work.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. I reached my workplace dad.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"So fast? What were u wearing? Aren't u taking bus at this bus stop? Are u wearing black pants?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bluerghahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Well dad, Im not where u thought I was.. Infact, no longer that bus stop and no, not black pants.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Muahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Back to work with Kak Da and Alvina.. Work non-stop till 3pm.. Skipped lunch again.. Went off to the kindergarten at Bedok, near bedok stadium.. Teaching the kids hip hop for their graduation..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;As usual, the 30 kids were super cute.. But my superstar boy was sick cos hes like forgot here, shy there and speechless, so ermm, tired looking &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"oh-dont-talk-to-me-cos-i-got-no-mood"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; kind.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Haha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Okie, and so, the kids left with 2 more songs to complete the whole &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"more than 3 min song"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. 2 hrs session, recapped the &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Oh oh"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Its ok"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"I believe (beats)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. The kids were super duper good.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Taught them &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"Cuppy cup cake"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; and there, within 2 min, they got it.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*WOW*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Next lesson, complete the last 2 songs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Spidey fetching me after the teaching.. Off we went to TM for a movie &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;"Perfect Catch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Greatness.. Bought &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 cup corns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, meant for me alone.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Muahaha*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Spidey bought combo of &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sweet popcorn&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;vanilla coke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (my choice).. And as usual, I ate some of the pop sorn and drank half of the coke.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Wekeke*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;"Perfect Catch"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is just great with Demi  Moore.. Shes cute.. A good rated of 3 over 5.. And so after the show, trying so hard to find an optician.. Yes, its due to my right eye.. It was really in great pain.. At one moment, i thought Im gonna lose an eye due to my negligence in taking care of my eyes.. Thanx dad and Spidey for helping.. Jus not make my day when I went to see my spec shop  but its closed and same goes to my doctor.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Sheesh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Im wearing a roughly &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"7 year old"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; spectacles.. I guess the lenses I wore had overdue way long.. Gotta get a new lenses.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*Wakaka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STAY TUNE FOR NEXT POST..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112662225770149776?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112662225770149776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112662225770149776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/friday-9-of-sept-05-moment-of-funness.html' title='Friday the 9 of Sept 05 --&gt; Moment of funness..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112619523367496825</id><published>2005-09-08T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:00:33.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eye sore.. Hmmm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;As my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;right eye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is suffering from an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;infection&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and its badly &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I just cut short my today's entry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Supposedly to hitch a ride from Spidey but it was raining so I decided to cancel the appointment and so, Spidey can have more rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Reached work, Kak Da, Alvina and me did more than 15 cartons, exactly i dunno cos I left at 5pm to get ready for NDP 05 Tampines Celebration.. Skipped lunch.. Very cute, hilarious moments with the ladies today talking bout ghosts, etc..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Spidey fetched me back home.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thankiu Spidey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Eat a little, rest, bath and get ready..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;In blue dress, black shawl, black handbag and black heels, waited for Aza at home till 7.35pm.. Met him at the carpark and headed to Bliss Garden Restaurant at Singapore Expo, Hall 3.. Was supposedly to be one of the VIPs to receive the token of appreciation but Aza email the RVSP late.. Makan2, take pictures, go home.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Thankiu Aza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*My right eye is in pain.. Thanx to Kak Da, Alvina, Mr R, Spidey, Aza and Zek for the concerns.. I will do something about it k.. Thankiu all..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112619523367496825?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112619523367496825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112619523367496825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/eye-sore-hmmm.html' title='Eye sore.. Hmmm..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112610991350473870</id><published>2005-09-07T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T00:18:33.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spidey's POP (Passing Out Parade)..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;As usual, reached work on time and of course, Kak Da nd Alvina were already in.. Kelvin got paper today so all the best to him.. Continued on the D-Link phones with Mr R.. Haha.. Kak Da told Mr R that I complained to my sayangs that he bullied me.. Mr R was like super upset (like real) and was extra nice to me today.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHEESH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Ard 10.42am, the phone call took a long time to work and besides there are quite a no of phones queueing to be tested.. So, I went down too the bakery and buy 2 cheese bread.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; When I reached back to work, there are still some phones awaiting for its "Testoperation"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Poor Alvina as she have to handle the phones alone with Mr R and her aunt since Kak Da and I left work at 1pm.. Its &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spidey's and Kak Da's son's POP (Passing Out Parade)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. So we took a cab, headed down to pasir ris interchange and met up with her husband, Spidey's mum and bro..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Took the Pulau Tekong bus - invitation inspection..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Reached the SAF Ferry Terminal - bag and body scanned, IC scanned..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To Pulau Tekong, greeted by the breezy wind..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To theaterette - watched a video with some celebs like Vincent, a commando, and Tay Ping Hui, some high ranking officer, some other activities done by the privates and lastly PCK series..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Lastly to Parade Square - so-called PDS (Precision Drill Squad) performed for the pre-parade segment, CSM, right markers of the companies, Bronco (Spidey and Kak Da's Farhan), Cougar, Falcon, Hawk and Jaguar, GOH, check parade, best coy winners, speech, march pass, re entry of graduants, put on caps by parents, meet up cum phototaking, performances by the graduants, final photos and depart from Tekong..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Will like to congratulate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spidey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for his passing out from 2 months of BMTC.. Congrats to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too tho I only know him as Kak Da's son.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Merit congratulations to my NCC intake, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cheang Ian - Bronco Coy Best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chen Yen Shun - Hawk Coy Best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Met Patrick Cina and some of my NCC friends too.. Haha.. Small world.. Spidey's getting darker and blacker.. Haha.. He looks good.. Had a great time basically..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Depart tekong, took ferry back to Changi Terminal, took Pulau Tekong bus to pasir ris interchange and headed home by bus 21 with Spidey n family..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Reached home, do the neccessary, watch the 7pm Channel 8 show, Charm and DVD "One Missed Call"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*All the best to my dear Dzul tomorrow.. Hes admitting to Tekong.. Haha.. One by one se.. Take care of ur health and dont strain or exert urself.. Not worth it.. Take care, miss n muacks..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112610991350473870?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112610991350473870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112610991350473870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/spideys-pop-passing-out-parade.html' title='Spidey&apos;s POP (Passing Out Parade)..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112602324708071358</id><published>2005-09-06T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:14:07.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happiness GRIN.. CRANKEEE..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;I reached on time again to work.. Haha.. Kak Da and Alvina were there already.. Later came in Kelvin and Raymond.. So as usual, we did the remaining &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HST phones&lt;/span&gt;.. And like again, I got bullied with the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"hidden censored"&lt;/span&gt; words by the 3 wisers, lead by Mr R.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHEESH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Lunch time, woohoo! I tell u why.. We went to the foodcourt behind and I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mee siam&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my very own ice kacang flava&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LURVELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Then back to work, we continued the last few cartons.. As usual, eat biscuits, prunes and whatever is placed on the table.. Soon enough, we have to do &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D-LINK phones&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But its my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dear dzul's favourite&lt;/span&gt; la.. Like mampus kan bau dier.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Spoiled stailed milk!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BAU SUSU BASI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;After work, Kak Da and I met up with my dear.. Haha.. He was like there outside the building, waiting.. Punctual okie.. So we took Bus, heading to Simpang Bedok for dinner.. Met up with my sayang Darran.. Hahah.. Lots of dear n sayang ahh.. My friends la.. Friendly love can.. I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;roti john special&lt;/span&gt; which I shared with Kak Da and an &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ice chocolate with ice cream&lt;/span&gt; on it.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YUMMY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Talk as much as we can.. Which my dad called me up to meet up for family dinner and I have to sadly depart from my seat, from Kak Da, Darran and especially my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"soon-to-be-army-boy"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;My stomach gruelling to release when on the way to my family dinner cum &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Kak Linda's birthday celebration"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Once reached, salam and headed to toilet.. Haha.. Biasa jugak business smooth sailing.. Wakaka.. Once done, ordered &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby kailan with beef&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ice mineral water&lt;/span&gt;.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LAZAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;After eating, sent my 1st sis to Tampines and met up with Haslam to get the Tekong ticket.. My bestest buddy &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Adnan is passing out tomorrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Proud of u la boy.. So, Im coming with Kak Da since her son is in the same company as Adnan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Reached home, bath, clean and here I am internet surfing, chatting with my princess Sarah bout PIMP Party @ MSN, friendster, email, blog-hopping, upload pictures, charged ipod and blogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I thank u Naz for making my day in the early morning.. Tho I had misunderstood u but its all good after we opened up to each other.. Haha.. Friends for long, for eternity..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112602324708071358?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112602324708071358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112602324708071358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/happiness-grin-crankeee.html' title='Happiness GRIN.. CRANKEEE..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112593670491213940</id><published>2005-09-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:23:08.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fauzie Laily RAWK today!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Guess what?! After I blogged yesterday, Naz sms me, worrying about me.. Is he for real or what?! I dint bother to reply.. I dunno should I carry on talking to him or not.. *Sigh*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;This morning i was supposedly to be on time but somehow the others reached first.. Haha.. Work with another 2 new members, Kelvin and Alvinia.. Super quiet but after lunch all start to partay.. Thanx to Raymond.. I was bullied by him.. And now Kelvin also did the same thing.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SHEESH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;Aswandy is sick.. I dunno why suddenly it jammed.. I think its the battery.. So much for Ipod Mini but the battery is useless.. Poor Aswandy baby..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Surprisingly, on my way to Bedok MRT, I think I saw Taufik.. Haha.. True enough, we both slowed down our pace and freakin slowly turn to look at each other, right after we have passed each other.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KEKEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; kan.. Thinkin whether did we actually see someone that we though whp he/she is? Blahahaha.. Hi bye.. Zoomed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;After work, I went to meet my Darlin Yana at Cityhall and we proceed to Toa Payoh to Mediacorp.. Supporting &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAUZIE LAILY for ANUGERAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Sms &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ANU 06&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Hahah.. I spend 5 votes for him.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE DID IT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! He went to the next round.. Am sooo proud of Ojie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hey, guess what?! U all know about Le Parkour right?! Well, our Le Parkour Practitioner, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NAZIR PKTB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is a star in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Channel News Asia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Berita Suria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Channel 5 News&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. His mother is in it too.. No wonder he is super busy to meet up wif me for some trading.. Well, glad hes enjoying every moment of pk and especially when he get supports and blessings from his mother..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Ok, Im sick.. Sick of not getting to date with my "Incredible Tales".. I missed "Midnight Clinic" and "Camping".. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D-A-Y-M-N!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Lucky me, I managed to watch America's Next Top Model.. Pity Tiffany.. Shes easily demoralised and gave up.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go NAIMA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*To &lt;strong&gt;Yana Darlin&lt;/strong&gt;: Remember my advice and think before you act.. Too much Miss Goodie will bring you to nowhere in this world.. Sometimes, u gotta stand up for ur right and earn it like you deserve it, ok.. Muacks..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112593670491213940?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112593670491213940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112593670491213940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/fauzie-laily-rawk-today.html' title='Fauzie Laily RAWK today!!!'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112584782991204462</id><published>2005-09-04T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T00:28:18.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxing moment..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;How did I manage my day today? Hmmm..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well, after I blogged about yesterday in the morning, I continued to surf the net.. From 11am to 5pm.. Guess wat did I do? As usual, check email, friendster, ipod update, blog-hoppin and search for songs.. Not forgetting chattin wif some of my buddies in MSN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Supposedly to meet up with Zul to watch his soccer match but I was at woodlands and he is at punggol and my side is raining stray cat and bulldog.. Sorry k.. Some other day I supposed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Decided to go for this Acting Audition this comin friday with Zek.. Anyone wants to follow.. Its a non-profitable programme.. No harm trying right.. Tag or sms me k..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;In the evening, went to Swensens at Woodlands wif my younger sis, 1st sis, bro in law n his family.. 7 of us.. I ate &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hot U.S. Fries, Chocolate Milk Shake and Banana Split&lt;/span&gt;.. Woaaahh.. Stomach full.. Thanx sis for the yummy treat.. Anyway, Happy Advanced Birthday Dear Kak Linda.. May ur dreams come true sweetie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Go window shopping for a while after eating and saw this &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Red Jacket, SUPERRRRR NICEEE okie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Its in &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;red, sleeveless and hood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Venue: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SportsLink @ Causeway Point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Brand: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PureLime&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. Cost: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$119.00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. No wonder when I asked the salesgirl about the top, she was hesistant to show me.. I thought of buying it lor.. It super EX.. She told me the top is imported from Germany and that makes it expensive.. Even the tank top, supposedly to be the cheapest top, cost about at least $70 plus.. Okie, I gave up.. I decided to make my own top wif that kind of style.. Mind you, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT GO SHOPPING&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I hate it.. So, it will be surprised if I like something and it cost a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;B-O-M-B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Went home about 9pm and here I am blogging.. While watching "A Date With The Vampire 111", chatting wif my Bestie Nurul Sista and surfing the net..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Thanx to all who have comfort me.. Thankiu sooo much.. Needed that..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112584782991204462?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112584782991204462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112584782991204462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/relaxing-moment.html' title='Relaxing moment..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112580519309344712</id><published>2005-09-04T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T01:22:18.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>... ... ... Yesterday ... ... ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Morning everyone.. Jus woke up from slumber pain.. Lemme blog bout yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;After prayer, went to jog at Bedok Reservoir Park.. Been a long time since I run.. I jogged more than 5km i guess.. Jogged from the playground to the static stations, did all the stations, rest by walking and continued run all the way home.. Lucky for me i had Aswandy to accompany me.. My new baby name.. Must be wondering who is Aswandy right? Haha.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aswandy is my Blue Baby Mini IPOD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If only it is a guy.. Haha.. Great companion throughout my journey.. it took me almost 2 hr.. Once reached home, guess what.. I was locked outside for 10 mins.. My sisters slept like a log, my mum was in the toilet.. Greatness.. Super tired ok.. Kinda like doing the jog again.. Oh yah, not forgetting, my phone has a name too.. Its a girl.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sierra, my toughest roughest Siemens handphone..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;After bath, sleep and all, I watched TV.. Playing my hair with the straightener.. Haha.. I dunno how to man.. Packed my bag to sleep over at my sis' house.. Went off to Suntec for the final heat and the results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Dint join my clique, Zek, Yati, Din, Farhan n Baby to watch "Longest Yard" at Suntec.. Sorry peeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Met my super Bestie, Nurul sista and her lovey dovey dam dam at Suntec Dance.. Hug her ok.. Then we gossip gossip, teasing people and chit chatting here and there.. Great to see ya darling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Mingled and mixed with Mag, Dan, Xiao Pei, Toby, Dien, Alex, James, Alvin, Charlene and Royston.. Managed to say Hi to Thaiz, Amin, Kimmie and all but was too late to meet the Bibiks.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;This last Suntec heat was superb.. I realised way long my team had no chance to go final.. If we do, I will cry n definitely cut my hair.. If we dont, I kinda expected it.. In anyways, I just accept the fact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The result for the Solo Juniors was cut down from 8 to 5 finalists:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shazran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sophia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Viknesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lil Zirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Syereen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The result for the Solo Open Category, 8 finalists are:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Groove (Zaihar en_Route)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jade J (James Jade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fantastic 1 (Elly BAD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Syafiq (45th Street)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kimmie (Hakim SDC)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pop Octo (Daniel Hakim UCO)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ND Smudge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Randy (Trivalation)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The result for the Group Open Category, 8 group finalists are:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;M.A.T.K Incorporated (Shazran, Liyana, Trisya, Suzanna n others)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NRA Lush (Tina, Orange n others)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Da Street Souls (Jin n others)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Unknown Remix (Zaihar, Kimmie, Thaiz, Taj Lee, Jup n Amin)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Steezers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nu X's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wuzzup (Maybelle, Carol n others - Ryan's Team)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Transwave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Now u all know the results, DONT ASK ME AGAIN.. Irritated!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After that, I dint bother to take my goodies and meet up with Din n Zek.. Was too late to meet Yati, Farhan n Baby.. Sorry.. Was in pain at the stomach for I ate only breakfast throughout the day.. Well I ate at MacDonalds and went off by 10.30pm.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;I was lost at my own world after the suntec thingy.. Im hopeless n sad.. Not because of suntec but everything dat happened in my life.. Lucky Zek is there to hear me out.. I almost shed tears in the train on my way to my sis' home.. My hopes are crushed, my stomach pain worsened..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANNA BE ALONE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANNA BE ALL BY MYSELF! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I WANNA SHED TEARS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;Dats all for yesterday.. Stay tune for todays blog at nite.. Bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112580519309344712?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112580519309344712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112580519309344712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/yesterday.html' title='... ... ... Yesterday ... ... ...'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112567678999671029</id><published>2005-09-02T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T00:40:33.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining, Hippo Eater, Diarrhoea.. Wat a day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Haha, guess what?! Rite after i blogged my yesterday's post, Naz msg me.. Hohoho.. Scolded him to da max.. Haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Okie, bout today.. Ermm.. Look at the title.. It says a lot right.. Well here goes.. I was on time for work, started to eat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;biscuits&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while doing the phones, like usual.. Today's weather is super cold.. Keeps &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;raining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; throughout the day.. Well, after lunch is the time where I started to have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diarrhoea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. I ate a lot ok.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nasi goreng seafood&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. My &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'own-flava' ice kacang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. But thanx to the 3rd appetizer, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banana&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I barely survived at the toilet for half an hour or so.. Hahah.. Not forgetting that this company will always have a celebration for month birthdays, newcomers n others on every first friday of the month.. So &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tiramisu cake&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is my last dessert.. Haha.. Almost, I say again, almost reached to the diarrhoea stage.. But then again, I need to have a fully 'satisfying' date with my own homely cubicle.. Haha.. Sounds disgusting right.. Like I care huh.. :p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Supposedly to have a date with my ol' buddy Dzul together with Kak Da n Darran before Dzul becomes 'Greenman' but Dzul cant make it.. He has a personal problem.. "I hope u have a speedy recovery k dear.." I hope he gets to defer man.. He needs a lot of rest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Well, after work, went to meet Naz to pass his gift.. So yah, as expected we barely looked at each other.. I passed him the stuff n went off.. Don't really know how to react after seeing him.. Kinda weird when im so close to him on the phone but yet cant seem to look at him face to face.. Im used to it, believe it or not.. Well, I hope this will be the last meeting.. The last one.. Don't feel like talking to him on the phone already.. Im hiding myself from him now.. Take care Naz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reached home, clean up myself, pray and watch tv.. I watched "Enot" again.. Haha.. Cute la the story.. Got me shedding tears for a while.. Watched "Trading Spouses" and "Extreme Makeover"..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Oh yah, not forgetting, I ate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Nasi kicap sambal sotong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ribena drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for dinner and had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 beef burgers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HL milk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for supper.. Habis ahh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Melepas Lagi pat toilet!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BIG NEWS:-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;1) Come and support your favourite climbers for the Competition at SP Rock Wall (I think) tomorrow, 3 Sept 05, at any time.. It starts early morning (I guess).. All the best!! All I know Izzat n Alfiyan are competing at late morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;2) Do come down to Suntec Dance Competition tomorrow, 3 Sept 05, and witness the final heat and the FINALISTS R-E-S-U-L-T !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Venue: Outside Suntec Tower 5, Outside Giodarno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Time: 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;All the best for tomorrow.. Result will be out too.. OH MY GOSH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Im nervous about tomorrow.. Im not sure if &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raiders&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; can make it to the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Suntec Finals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. If we do, I will definitely make sure we doubly work hard for the finals n whatsmore, I will definitely cut my hair.. I made a promise.. If we dint success, its ok cos I know we had tried our best.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No regrets&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; dancing with my Raiders.. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanx Dien, Toby, Alex, Cheryl, James and not forgetting those people who play an important part for Raiders, Mag, Dan, Mari and Eugene..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love u guys!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112567678999671029?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112567678999671029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112567678999671029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/raining-hippo-eater-diarrhoea-wat-day.html' title='Raining, Hippo Eater, Diarrhoea.. Wat a day!'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112559109977060743</id><published>2005-09-01T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T00:15:42.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewelcoming 2005 1st Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Hello everyone!!! I know its been ages since I update this blog.. Well, the &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;1st 2005 post, 1st Sept&lt;/span&gt;.. Hahaha.. Couple of things to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Firstly, I wanna wish &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one of my bestest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; buddies in NCC&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;42nd Intake&lt;/span&gt;, a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S/CLT&lt;/span&gt;, none other than &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Baby's property&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Md NurFarhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, a very &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy 20th Birthday"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Welcome to da club bro.. May all ur wishes come true!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Secondly, I wanna take this opportunity to wish all &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Teachers&lt;/span&gt; esp my &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Bedok West Pri&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Bedok Town Sec&lt;/span&gt; n &lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;anyone who had taught me in one way or another&lt;/span&gt;, a very &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Happy Teachers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day"!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Today's programme:-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;I went to work at MediaRing, as usual, working with Kak Da for the whole 8 hr completing 16 cartons n 4 boxes.. Gangho rite.. Only 2 ppl do but finished up 16 cartons.. Dats like 4 ppl's work ok..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;The wind is super breezy.. I like.. After lunch, it just keep raining.. Surprisingly, Im not cold n I did not wear jacket.. But Im super hippo eater.. I ate a lot today at work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;After work, went to meet the craziest gfs, Sab n Yati at Tampines Mall.. Met Sab's friends dat happened to be my BTS seniors.. Hahah.. Funny.. Ate at KFC, shop for Yati's bottle n Sab's sling pouch but in the end, Sab's friend bought a necklace.. Hahah.. Then we separated at 9pm plus..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;Reached home, my craze for toilet is accomplished.. Hahah.. My sis found the NIE PPT Test for interested PE Teacher at Newspaper - My Dream! Then bath, eat while watch "Enot".. Similar Cinderella malay version VCD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Naz, I hope u could at least call me using payphone.. Im sooo mad at u ok.. I need to pass u something, idiot..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Fai, I dont want to talk to u again.. Ur such a good example of an arrogant childish "romeo" guy..*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Oh yah, as u all can see, the blog's theme is like about playa.. Jus dont ask what, why, how, what, where, when.. All u can know is Im being played by a playa.. Dats all.. Toodles..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;Lastly, I love all my peeps.. I miss y'all.. Can we meet up soon.. I sooo gonna do something bout dis.. Keep a lookout.. U might be a VIP in my bloggie.. Muacks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112559109977060743?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112559109977060743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112559109977060743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2005/09/rewelcoming-2005-1st-post.html' title='Rewelcoming 2005 1st Post'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111840965433039116</id><published>2004-12-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T21:29:30.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Dec 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; 1 more day to Orchard Park Performance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Fusion X rehearsin one more time after sch before the real thang.. Cant wait to see &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Groovers"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - Isham's students.. As usual, at Istana Park, rehearsin like crazee.. Hope, it will be a blast again jus like the Sg Hip hop Fest 04.. The place's full of crowd at Orchard Park.. Shake dat thang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 10 June 05 (Friday), 9.13pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111840965433039116?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111840965433039116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111840965433039116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/28-dec-04-tuesday-1-more-day-to.html' title='28 Dec 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; 1 more day to Orchard Park Performance..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111617671898591707</id><published>2004-12-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:15:59.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Dec 04 (Monday) --&gt; Forgetful on Funka Briefin..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I was schoolin.. Yep, I was.. How could I eva forget to inform the Funka Organiser dat non of FX members could make it to the briefin.. Realised it after Faridah called me at about 7pm plus.. *Waaarrgghh*.. Quickly called the organiser and apologised.. Lucky they understand and will inform me more about the details.. *Lucky me*.. Okie, back to wateva I was doing back then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 16 May 05 (Monday), 1.01am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111617671898591707?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617671898591707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617671898591707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/27-dec-04-monday-forgetful-on-funka.html' title='27 Dec 04 (Monday) --&gt; Forgetful on Funka Briefin..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111617638015680023</id><published>2004-12-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T15:52:59.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Dec 04 (Sun) --&gt; Christmas Dance Pract + Memorable Pics..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;We were really practising hard, enjoying ourself rite after sch/work.. Meet up at Istana Park/Punggol CC/Lin's sis' area and had boogie practice all nite.. Orchard Christmas Show, wait for us aiight.. Fusion X comin to bim bam kaboom.. Heard dat Isham's students are also performin too.. Awesome isn't it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Some pics to enjoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/IMG_0143.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Crazee FX.. Faridah, Huda, Nora, Shameen" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/IMG_0147.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The Thaiz n the Zais.." &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 220px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/IMG_0146.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cutie Shameen, Sexay Fid n Coolio Faridah" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Lets do it y'all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on 16 May 05 (Monday), 12.54am..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111617638015680023?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617638015680023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617638015680023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/26-dec-04-sun-christmas-dance-pract.html' title='26 Dec 04 (Sun) --&gt; Christmas Dance Pract + Memorable Pics..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-112012007932784586</id><published>2004-12-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:04:34.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Dec 04 (Saturday) --&gt; Double movies sponsored by Spidey.. *Thankiu*..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Went out wif Spidey to watch movie in the cinema at Tampines Mall.. At first we decided to watch &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Blade Trinity"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"KungFu Hustle"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. But then the timing for &lt;strong&gt;Blade Trinity&lt;/strong&gt; is so near so we decided to cancel &amp;amp; watch..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/meetthefockers.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 246px; HEIGHT: 254px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/meetthefockers.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meet The Fockers"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;And&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/kungfu20poster.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/kungfu20poster.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"KungFu Hustle"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;instead.. Both movies were super great and darn hilarious.. *Greatest*.. We enjoyed the whole day together.. It was so much fun.. Hope our happy days would not last.. *Thanx Spidey*..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Jun 05 (Thursday), 3.53pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-112012007932784586?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112012007932784586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/112012007932784586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/25-dec-04-saturday-double-movies.html' title='25 Dec 04 (Saturday) --&gt; Double movies sponsored by Spidey.. *Thankiu*..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111618426925311524</id><published>2004-12-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T03:15:18.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; StreetLife's Happenings..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Check out da Hip Hop Extravaganza STREETLIFE FINAL at Far East Plaza Concourse A, Fountain Area, 3pm onwards n admission free..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.streetlife.com.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.streetlife.com.sg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Qualified teams for the finals:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;B.A'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;The Illers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;NRA Rebirth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;NRA Juniors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Anonymous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;SDC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;Wreck It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;and few others which I cant recalled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;So, the FX gang came to watched and support whom we know and whom we think its great.. Met up wif Hafiz n Fai by surprised while waiting for the FX.. Halfway, met Spidey and his mum at distant.. SURPRISED INDEED.. Cheered badly for B.A'D, SDC and NRA for they are my friends and they are good..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Oh, there are also performances by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Radical Force&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (Breakdance), Emcees like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Freaky Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n his friends &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;X' Statix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and Beat Boxin by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dharni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Julian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okie, Here are the results..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd - Wreck It&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd - The Illers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st - B.A'D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Wooaahhh, happening.. Great competition.. Tot that the Anonymous should be top 3.. Well, judges.. Anyway, caught up wif the SDC and hugs them, namely &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Kimmie, Feez, Filz, Allen, Fiza, Feelza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Lurve them.. Try again y'all, great potential..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Went walk2 wif the FX and checkin out the Christmas place.. Big enuff.. Woohoo.. Chill ard n back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Wanna congrats the B.A'Dians - Elly, Shahrin, Kate, Sop n Shairul for the winning.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 16 May 05 (Monday), 2.47am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111618426925311524?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111618426925311524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111618426925311524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/24-dec-04-friday-streetlifes.html' title='24 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; StreetLife&apos;s Happenings..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111617599586098106</id><published>2004-12-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T15:02:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20 - 23 Dec 04 (Mon - Thurs) --&gt; FYP Enjoyment.. Dance Trauma.. DIGI PICTURES ROX..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Cant really recalled wats going on.. All I know was Major Project and havin dance practices at the same time for Christmas at Orchard Christmas there.. Fusion X using Hip Hop Fest piece.. Be there to catch us yeah..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;And guess wat.. My first time takin digi pictures wif my own digi cam dat I won in WKRZ Comp.. Silver digi cam.. Here are some of the pictures.. Enjoy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/Princesses.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/Princesses.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"The Princesses"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/BeautyPantats.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 216px; HEIGHT: 210px" height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/BeautyPantats.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Biggie Butts"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on 16 May 05 (Monday), 12.46am..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111617599586098106?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617599586098106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617599586098106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/20-23-dec-04-mon-thurs-fyp-enjoyment.html' title='20 - 23 Dec 04 (Mon - Thurs) --&gt; FYP Enjoyment.. Dance Trauma.. DIGI PICTURES ROX..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111617530426118093</id><published>2004-12-19T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T00:59:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 Dec 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Reminiscing on DopeBeat Makers..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Toby and Mag Darlins,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Im very sure dat we are very happy about our winnings in WKRZ Dancember.. Despite of many problems we have &lt;em&gt;encountered&lt;/em&gt;, we still managed to pull it thru.. Way to go guys.. Luv u both.. *Muacks*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Watched Vasentham Central, Bollywood Show..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 15 May 05 (Sunday), 11.51pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111617530426118093?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617530426118093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111617530426118093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/19-dec-04-sunday-reminisci_111617530426118093.html' title='19 Dec 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Reminiscing on DopeBeat Makers..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111199590039097074</id><published>2004-12-18T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T15:54:36.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18 Dec 04 (Saturday) --&gt; DopeBeat Makers, CHAMP of WKRZ Dancember 2004..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Look at the title.. It said all.. Oh my god.. Wat a winning.. Thanx Allah.. Luv ya 2 darlins of DopeBeat Makers, Toby n Mag..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt; to Hip Hop Advance Class in the morning..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Went out for drinks at nearby St Hilda's with Instructor Ryan, Joan, Anjula, Carryn, Amanda, Shuwen and Royston..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Talked about loads of things from dance to religions..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Head off to pack the 3 dry tops that I have splatted yellow paint on.. Dint have enuff sleep cos of dat.. Took yellow pants, hair accessories and wrist bands..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Proceed to Millenia Walk Jitterbugs Studio for last rehearsals..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Mag went home for a while.. Toby and I went off to Zouk first to report in the afternoon.. The NUS peeps were there rehearsin their opening piece.. Wanna know a SHOCKING news? The other Final 3 teams were from NUS.. Sux rite.. The 3 solo finalists are all NUS too, except for Michael, TP.. We both were like WATT??!! Its okie.. We gonna do our BEST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Mag came after a while..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Stage marking with Instructor Patrick Loo givin advise tho hes one of the judges.. Luvly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Briefing.. Great prizes for the Champion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Went to Mag's house for make-up and stuffs.. Thanx to Mag's parents for such a great companions and help to us.. Mag's craziest friends came.. Thanx for their support.. Luv y'all.. They're hell of fun ppl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Mag's parents send us to Zouk.. The friends on their own to Zouk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- My friends are not comin at the last min.. Sad se.. But its okie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- 9.30pm, the show began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Host --&gt; WKRZ crews..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Most crowds were from NUS.. *Grrrrrr*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Round 1 --&gt; Preliminary 1 min choreo.. Decided by audience scream-meter.. 3 soloists/teams proceeded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Round 2 --&gt; Given an Indian/Malay moves by The NUS Malay/Indian Instructors.. Its Zapin and classical Indian moves.. We have to learn 2/8s of them and appliy to our choreo ON THE SPOT.. Decided by the Indian and Malay NUS Instructors.. 2 soloists/teams proceeded..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Round 3 --&gt; Battle began btw 2 soloists/teams.. 20 seconds, 3 times for each soloist/team.. Decided by the 3 panel of judges.. Instructor Patrick, a guy and a lady..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Soloists began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Soloist started off first.. 4 of them.. Rozanna (NUS), Jimmy (NUS), This Yuki's friend (NUS) and Michael (TP).. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Round 1: Each at one corner pillar stage.. Grooved to the music.. Audience in the center cheerin for their soloists.. 1 min.. Stopped.. Scream-meter determined the results.. Michael is sadly out of round 1..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Round 2: Rozanna got Malay moves.. Jimmy got Indian moves.. Yuki's friend got Malay moves.. Rozanna and Jimmy got into the last round..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Round 3: Rozanna sexay moves swayed the audience away.. Jimmy shake his butt off and strip his pants and top, leavin his boxer, blasting the judges and audiences.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- WINNER: Jimmy (NUS) --&gt; voucher, trip and Mini IPOD..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teams began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;- 4 teams.. Shockwave (NUS), Fierce Phoenix (NUS), Naughty Unique Sexy (NUS) and DopeBeat Makers (us from TP)..&lt;br /&gt;- Round 1: The crowds saved their voices for the scream-meter.. Once all the groups done with their preliminary 1 min grooves , the audiences screamed at the top of their heads.. Thanx to Mag's friends for we have the highest scream-meter.. Tho we have less than 10 ppl but their screaming were like thousands of ppl.. *Woohoo*.. Shockwave leaved the stage..&lt;br /&gt;- Round 2: Fierce Phoenix got Indian moves.. NUS got Malay moves.. We got Indian moves.. In the end, its btw NUS and us..&lt;br /&gt;- Round 3: Its sooo clear.. NUS were grooving to their freestyle.. No choreo at all.. We blasted with our full-power grooves and choreo.. "Simply saying, I like the yellow" - the guy judge.. "I like the same colour as yours too" - the lady judge.. "Eat ur hearts out, SMU.. I have never teach in polytechnics.. Congrats Mag".. - Instructor Patrick..&lt;br /&gt;- WINNER: DopeBeat Makers--&gt; $300 voucher at Safe Store, 2 days, 1 nigh to KL and PowerShot A400 Digi Camera each.. U heard me.. Its EACH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Met Dan, Alvin n Charlene.. Greatness for their supports..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Received a call from Amanda.. Thanx darlin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Msg Instructor Ryan.. He congrated us..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Went home wif Rozanna and her friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Reached home at 1am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"Well done my darlins of DopeBeat Makers.. Proud of y'all.. Luv y'all.. Muacks.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 28 Mar 05 (Monday), 2.53pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111199590039097074?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111199590039097074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111199590039097074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/18-dec-04-saturday-dopebeat-makers.html' title='18 Dec 04 (Saturday) --&gt; DopeBeat Makers, CHAMP of WKRZ Dancember 2004..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111199193795480036</id><published>2004-12-17T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:15:43.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14 Dec 04 (Tuesday) - 17 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; Super tiring days..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;What I recalled about these days.. Hopefully its right..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WKRZ Dancember Competition Result..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Yes.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DopeBeat Makers went to the Final..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Meet us on the 18 Dec 04, Zouk at 8pm..&lt;br /&gt;- Rehearsing for the new choreo with lil bit of Malay and Indian moves for the second round..&lt;br /&gt;- Getting ready with the battle pieces if managed to go to round 3..&lt;br /&gt;- Thanx Millenia Walk Jitterbugs for the studio to rehearse our pieces..&lt;br /&gt;- ATTENTION: Get ur invite at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://yap3600.tripod.com/image/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;http://yap3600.tripod.com/image/1.jpg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;.. Each invite admits 2 for free but pls print before 9pm, 18 Dec 04..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;TP Advance Dance Class for Hip Hop and Modern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Beginner base on first come first serve registration.. Register at PDP instead..&lt;br /&gt;- Advance will be under selection.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Hip Hop Beginner --&gt; $25 (No subsidy)..&lt;br /&gt;- Hip Hop Advance --&gt; $15 (Subsidise $10)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Instructor: Mr Ryan Tan (Studio Wu)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Modern Beginner --&gt; $12 (No subsidy)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Modern Advance --&gt; $7 (Subsidise $5)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Alumni (Modern only)--&gt; $30 for both class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Modern Instructress: Misss Wai Yee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/AdvancePoster.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="400" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/For%20Ma%20Blog/AdvancePoster.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Designed by: ME"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 28 Mar 05 (Monday), 2.04pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111199193795480036?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111199193795480036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111199193795480036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/14-dec-04-tuesday-17-dec-0_111199193795480036.html' title='14 Dec 04 (Tuesday) - 17 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; Super tiring days..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111198985317654442</id><published>2004-12-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T14:04:13.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13 Dec 04 (Monday) --&gt; Sch Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;As usual.. In school.. Normal timetable.. Can't remember anything else.. Argghh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Written on 28 Mar 05 (Monday), 2.01pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111198985317654442?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111198985317654442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111198985317654442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/13-dec-04-monday-sch-time.html' title='13 Dec 04 (Monday) --&gt; Sch Time'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111198964018491873</id><published>2004-12-12T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:13:37.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12 Dec 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Restin Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;I guess I was resting on this day.. Can't remember.. Maybe jus doing the publicity of TP Advance Dance Class for Hip Hop and Modern..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yeah Amin.. i was overjoyed too at the SG Hip Hop Fest.. Go Fusion X.. Thanx to all ma peeps, Sista Nurul, Yati, Farhan, Zek, Baby n others for comin to support.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 28 Mar 05 (Monday), 1.55pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111198964018491873?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111198964018491873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111198964018491873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/12-dec-04-sunday-restin-day.html' title='12 Dec 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Restin Day..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-111151810090920703</id><published>2004-12-11T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T12:55:05.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11 Dec 04 (Saturay) --&gt; The long Awaited events.. WKRZ DANCEMBER COMPETITION.. SG HIP HOP FEST 04..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Okie.. The most FASCINATING day I eva had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Went to Hip Hop Advance Class from 9am - 11am..&lt;br /&gt;- Rushed down to Istana Park, Dhoby Gaut at 11am..&lt;br /&gt;- Rehearse Fusion X steps for SG Hip Hop Fest for last time..&lt;br /&gt;- Did the hair.. Half braid.. Tini's specialty..z&lt;br /&gt;- Toby n Mag fetched me from Istana Park by taxi..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WKRZ Dancember Competition Preliminary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Raining cats n dogs.. Off to Asian CivilisationMuseum, quite drenched..&lt;br /&gt;- Mag lost her just-bought black top in the cab..&lt;br /&gt;- Black mesh top + yellow pants.. Make-up..&lt;br /&gt;- Register, received goodie bag.. Great stuff..&lt;br /&gt;- Rehearse till start..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- Soloists start.. Kudos to Michael..&lt;br /&gt;- Only group --&gt; US.. So shitty..&lt;br /&gt;- Extend deadline till the end of the day..&lt;br /&gt;- Patrick came up to us and congrats us, "Well done!"..&lt;br /&gt;- DopeBeat Makerz had a tite hugged..&lt;br /&gt;- Results yet to come.. Next tues..&lt;br /&gt;- Went off to SG Hip Hop Fest 04..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;SG HIP HOP FEST 04&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Reached Clarke Quay, Exit A with my WKRZ wear..&lt;br /&gt;- Met bro Fandi at the entrance.. Werd up wif him before catchin up with Fusion X..&lt;br /&gt;- Changed top to red for Fusion X..&lt;br /&gt;- Selected to be in the Preview for TV, Channel News Asia.. Great! We are in TV.. Short fame..&lt;br /&gt;- Briefin, ready with costumes, make-up, played games for relaxin.. Show start ard 6 plus in the afternoon..&lt;br /&gt;- White top, brown pants, suspender, black hat, black gun, colourful coats for the baddies..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Saw 45th Street, SDC, B.A'D, Triple Noize &amp; great performers on stage, rawkin the crowd..&lt;br /&gt;- Fusion X --&gt; Slot ard 8pm.. Theme: M.A.F.I.A.. Splendid show with acts and dramas and sleek moves and bouncin and "Lose My Breadth"..&lt;br /&gt;- Crowd loves the performance --&gt; "Cool stuff", "Fierceness"..&lt;br /&gt;- Met Sista Nurul.. Sexy with Rebonded hair.. Mish her bloody much..&lt;br /&gt;- Taufik batisah's at 12am plus.. Regrets for BFC, Trivalation n others..&lt;br /&gt;- Went home ard 11pm.. Took taxi to Pasir Ris Interchange with Thai, Huda n Zai..&lt;br /&gt;- Lucky Spidey fetched me from Pasir Ris Interchange..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;"Hugz to peepos like Nurul Sista, Filzy, Feeza, Filzah, Fizah, Allen &amp;amp; Hakim.. Mish y'all bloody muchie.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on 23 Mar 05 (Wednesday), 2.14am..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-111151810090920703?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111151810090920703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/111151810090920703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/11-dec-04-saturay-long-awaited-events.html' title='11 Dec 04 (Saturay) --&gt; The long Awaited events.. WKRZ DANCEMBER COMPETITION.. SG HIP HOP FEST 04..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110834609393403909</id><published>2004-12-10T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T21:52:55.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; Dance.. Dance.. Dance..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Woaaahhh... One more day to &lt;strong&gt;HIP HOP FEST&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;WKRZ COMPETITION&lt;/strong&gt;.. *Mati mati, tentu mati*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Major project in school till 5pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Fusion X rehearsal @ Istana Park in the afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- DopeBeat Makerz rehearsal @ Istana Park at night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;OKie peeps, latest news..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1. Do wish my DopeBeat Makerz all the best in the WKRZ prelim round.. Hope to get into the final.. Wats more.. Patrick is one of the judge.. *Die-die*..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;2. And do watch out for Fusion X around 7 plus to 8pm at the SG HIP HOP FEST scene..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"HiphopFest, 11th Dec, HongLim Park, 12pm, Dance n graf comp, rappers, bboys, DJs. Get tix $15 from FiDaH QUICK. Beats-society.com Spread ard."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on 14 Feb 05 (Monday), 9.45am..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110834609393403909?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110834609393403909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110834609393403909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/10-dec-04-friday-dance-dance-dance.html' title='10 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; Dance.. Dance.. Dance..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110776540318964028</id><published>2004-12-09T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T02:17:07.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 Dec 04 (Thursday) --&gt; Another busy day.. 2 more days man.. Hip Hop fest.. Here I come..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Having usual daily routine.. Here goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Major Project @ sch till 5pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Went to Flip! company @ Chinatown for Hip Hop Fest tickets trading at 5.30pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- DopeBeat Makerz rehearsal @ 6pm, Millenia Walk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Went to Fusion X rehearsal @ istana Park at 8pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- 2 more days counting to SG HIP HOP FEST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 7 Feb 05 (Monday), at 4.30pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110776540318964028?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110776540318964028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110776540318964028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/9-dec-04-thursday-another-busy-day-2.html' title='9 Dec 04 (Thursday) --&gt; Another busy day.. 2 more days man.. Hip Hop fest.. Here I come..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110776315325406761</id><published>2004-12-08T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T02:16:40.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8 Dec 04 (Wednesday) --&gt; FREE Starbucks Drink from 5-7pm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hey y'all... NEWS or RUMORS.. I dunno.. BUT..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAUFIK BATISAH performin at SG HIP HOP FEST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Check out beats society.com.. Great tho.. Doubt can meet him one la.. Focus on my performance dey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Major project at sch till 2pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Met Fusion X peeps at Istana Park..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- FREE STARBUCKS DRINKS from 5-7pm.. Gotta queue.. Gotta get chocolate drink wif whip cream.. Woohooo.. Can queue somemore after finished.. Before 7pm.. HURRY!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Went to Millenia Walk for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;WKRZ Dancember Competition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rehearsal.. Yep, we joined.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Our name: DopeBeat Makerz, comprises of Mag, Tob &amp;amp; Fid (me)..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Went back to Istana Park for Hip Hop Fest rehearsal at about 8pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 7 Feb 05 (Monday), 3.49pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110776315325406761?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110776315325406761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110776315325406761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/8-dec-04-wednesday-free-starbucks.html' title='8 Dec 04 (Wednesday) --&gt; FREE Starbucks Drink from 5-7pm..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110776234971412164</id><published>2004-12-07T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T15:45:49.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7 Dec 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; 4 more days to HIP HOP FEST..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Second day of sch.. Only one lesson, lecture some more.. Don come ahh.. *Hehe*.. Nothing much, went to Fusion X rehearsal, 6.30pm @ City Hall..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 MORE DAYS TO SG HIP HOP FEST..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;*WOOOHOOO*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 7 Feb 05 (Monday), 3.40pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110776234971412164?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110776234971412164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110776234971412164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/7-dec-04-tuesday-4-more-days-to-hip.html' title='7 Dec 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; 4 more days to HIP HOP FEST..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110775899201692214</id><published>2004-12-06T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T13:10:49.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Dec 04 (Monday) --&gt; TP reopens.. Daymmnnn, sch starts..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Yeahh.. Sch reopens.. My final semester, final year.. At last.. Get to meet my darlinz Networker peeps.. Esp the Princessess.. But daymmnn, suddenly realised that I can no longer dance under Ryan..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Can I stayback for another semester jus for dance..&lt;/span&gt; U GONE NUTS, FIDAH!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Met my Networker peeps, esp Sarah, Yana, Aisah &amp; Arifah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Nothin much to be done in sch..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Ate at Kampung Chai Chee, Tampines for dinner..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Fusion X rehearsal, 6.30pm at Punggol Park CC for Hip Hop Fest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- 5 more days to SG HIP HOP FEST..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Received a msg from Mag darlin at 9.07pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;WKRZ competition..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Heat this sat at Asian Civilisation Museum..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- At 5pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- 1 min choreo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Max 3 dancers..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Only 4 teams will proceed to finals at Zouk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;- Final 2 will battle for 2 min..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;So we decided.. Mag, Toby &amp;amp; Me.. As DopeBest Makerz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 7 Feb 05 (Monday), at 2.41pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110775899201692214?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110775899201692214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110775899201692214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/6-dec-04-monday-tp-reopens-daymmnnn.html' title='6 Dec 04 (Monday) --&gt; TP reopens.. Daymmnnn, sch starts..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110635679140806344</id><published>2004-12-05T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T09:20:40.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Dec 04 (Sunday) --&gt; 6 more days to SG Hip Hop Fest..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Had a Fusion X Training.. 6pm @ Punggol Park CC.. Counting 6 more days to Hip Hop Fest.. Choreo still have not finished.. *Wahaha*.. And we were still having fun.. *Woohoo*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 22 Jan 05 (Saturday), 9.17am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110635679140806344?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635679140806344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635679140806344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/5-dec-04-sunday-6-more-days-to-sg-hip.html' title='5 Dec 04 (Sunday) --&gt; 6 more days to SG Hip Hop Fest..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110635657496406218</id><published>2004-12-04T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T09:16:14.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Dec 04 (Saturday) --&gt; Taufik MTV Video.. Sheesh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccccff;"&gt;Can say Im hyperactive this day.. From morning till late nite.. Dayymmnn..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Had TP Hip Hop Advance Class, 9am @ Dance Studio.. Wooooo.. I loiiikkee the choreos and the warming up I tell u.. Ryan stretch like nobody's business se.. Waarrrghhh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;- Then rush off to Orchard to meet Faridah, Nora n Huda.. For TAUFIK BATISAH MTV MUSIC VIDEO.. Its at Thumper.. Bit excited..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- They were so darn late... And to think the event postponed to a later time.. 2pm.. Then waited outside for 2 hours plus, then got in..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;- Met Sasha, Aristi n some other gals.. All like so the happening se.. Soo much for the club wear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Taufik Batisah is tall.. He wore pink t-shirt and a brown coat.. He sang "I Dream" and all we have to do was jus to stand infront of him and swayed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- I got so bored and found it sooo lame that we girls decided to leave the place.. I tot its an audititon for female dancers.. Daymmmnn.. Faridah gal, its not ur fault la.. U oso dunno lah.. I tak marah lah.. *Wahaha*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Then went to meet Zaini &amp; Amin and went to eat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Watched the SG Hip Hop Fest preview @ Lido, 6pm.. BFC n some Emcee groups performed.. My mates and I were pissed at the fact that the organiser actually sux to the core.. Cos u know y.. The preview was supposed to be on 1 Dec @ Esply.. Daymn, NOBODY told us.. We came n waited and called.. Stooopidd se.. We jus stared at the performances la.. Like bodoh se.. Feel like givin a lecture to the organiser.. *Grrr*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Guess wat.. We felt like dancin.. So we went to Sun Plaza Park (Tampines) and dance la.. Own trining at 8pm till 11pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;- Spidey fetched me home on a ride..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 22 Jan 05 (Saturday), 8.59am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110635657496406218?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635657496406218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635657496406218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/4-dec-04-saturday-taufik-mtv-video.html' title='4 Dec 04 (Saturday) --&gt; Taufik MTV Video.. Sheesh~'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110635553561761237</id><published>2004-12-03T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:58:55.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; Fusion X Training..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Nothing much.. Jus havin Fusion X Training at 6pm, City Hall..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Counting down for SG Hip Hop Fest.. 8 more days to go.. Woohoot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 22 Jan 05 (Saturday), 8.55am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110635553561761237?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635553561761237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635553561761237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/3-dec-04-friday-fusion-x-training.html' title='3 Dec 04 (Friday) --&gt; Fusion X Training..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110635525660339970</id><published>2004-12-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:54:16.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Dec 04 (Thursday) --&gt; BTS Outing.. Ermm, like not leh..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;YES.. ITS ME AGAIN.. Hate it when I have to organise an event.. Cos they will bombard me wif the quest like "Whos going, yada, yada, yada".. But all bcos my love for u peeps, I do it.. *Grrrr*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Hana, Adnan &amp; me met first @ 2.30pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Took MRT from Bedok to Orchard.. Decided to play bowlin but aiyoh, bowling alley @ Orchard close down la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;- Walked walked, I bought a Ribena Freeze.. *Yummy bits*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Met Asmani  along the way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Ate @ Sakura, City Hall..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- Met Firdaus after eating..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;- Went to Pasir Ris Downtown to bowl.. Wohooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Results: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;1st --&gt; Asmani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;2nd --&gt; Hana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;3rd --&gt; Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;4th --&gt; Adnan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;5th --&gt; Firdaus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Its all good lah u ppl.. Lets do it again sometime soon.. Woohoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 22 Jan 05 (Saturday), 8.44am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110635525660339970?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635525660339970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635525660339970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/2-dec-04-thursday-bts-outing-ermm-like.html' title='2 Dec 04 (Thursday) --&gt; BTS Outing.. Ermm, like not leh..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110635344361317475</id><published>2004-12-01T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:24:03.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Dec 04 (Wednesday) --&gt; Its S.H.O.W.D.O.W.N Time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Yessa.. The Singapore Idol will be finalised today.. Whos takin.. Whos not.. We'll find out.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GO TAUFIK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Went for JC Footnotez (Fusion X) Hip Hop Beginner Class conducted by Isham @ Plaza By The Park, 2pm.. Gerek arh.. Quite a lot ahh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;-  At 7pm, had Fusion X Training.. Its at City Hall.. Training for Hip Hop Fest, counting for 10 more days to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- Lastly, the FINAL S.H.O.W.D.O.W.N.com between FIQUE (Taufik Batisah) vs SLY (Sylvester).. Live @ Indoor Stadium, 8pm.. The results @10pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- Counting down for the results... The FIRST SINGAPORE IDOL is TAUFIK!! All Fusion X peeps shouting like heaven.. Especially dearest  Amin.. He cried.. Sayang jugak kau kat Taufik eh.. But he lurves Oli more.. *Haha*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 22 Jan 05 (Saturday), at 8.07am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110635344361317475?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635344361317475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110635344361317475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/12/1-dec-04-wednesday-its-showdown-time.html' title='1 Dec 04 (Wednesday) --&gt; Its S.H.O.W.D.O.W.N Time..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110611325205674577</id><published>2004-11-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:44:00.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30 Nov 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; For u Lrad..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;To Lrad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;This is for u.. No grudges.. No regrets.. Thanx for everything..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*This is not a rhyme, not a song.. Just words.. From my heart.. To u..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;A year, a month and days have passed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Things have soo gone well until..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;U became uncontrollable..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I became nuts and crazee over it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We talked things through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Every now and then..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;We will always be by each other..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Jus so when Im busy and spend no time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;U dying to bargain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;When i give way..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;U stepped on it and break my trust..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Don u understand..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Im a girl..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I want my own freedom..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;I cant go home darn late at nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Neither I have time to spend..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Been busy wif attachment, dance n home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I knew u love me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I knew u wanna be wif me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Just me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Im givin an "off-time" for us to think through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Especially me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;U know how unloyal I can be.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;But im trying not..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Do u still want to be wif me?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Thats it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Its the end..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;No point sitting still and think through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;U asked me, I tell u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;"Sorry, I jus wanna be single.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;This very day, 1.43am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I wasn't prepare to end it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But u provoked me enuff..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Sorry baby.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jus not my cup of tea..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Recalling the days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;U broke my heart first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I was sooo into u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;U jus slashed it rite to my face, my love for u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Its fallin apart slowly n u know it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Since that day, my priority changed..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;If u realised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;It was exactly the same season..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;"HARI RAYA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;From 2003 to 2004..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Fate decided that we separated..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Im sorry.. I just had no more love for u.. I jus wanna be single.. I dun wanna commit.. Its my fault.. U can say that.. I don blame U.. Nothing else to say.. Friends?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*All i want is an Easy Relationship.. Bestfriend's the word..*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on 19 Jan 05 (Wednesday), 1.14pm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110611325205674577?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110611325205674577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110611325205674577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/30-nov-04-tuesday-for-u-lrad.html' title='30 Nov 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; For u Lrad..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110183138253333811</id><published>2004-11-29T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:43:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>29 Nov 04 (Monday) --&gt; Fusion X Training..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;Nothing much.. Just having an activity..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;- Fusion X training at Punggol Park CC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Training for Hip Hop Fest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;*Did something which I long time neva did since sec 2?! *Puffin*.. Daymn, Im irrtated.. Do not disturb me as yet..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 1 Dec 04 (Monday), 12.14am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110183138253333811?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110183138253333811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110183138253333811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/29-nov-04-monday-fusion-x-training.html' title='29 Nov 04 (Monday) --&gt; Fusion X Training..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110183116248350195</id><published>2004-11-28T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:42:51.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 Nov 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Scrambler Ride..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Yeah.. My first eva ride on a bike.. Scambler se.. Mampus.. Arrgghh.. Woohoo.. Wat an outin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;- Rainy day, havin to climb up the Scrambler is a real scare at first..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Spidey pick me up for a ride.. Went to Marine Parade to change the SCV Digital Cable at the Roadshow..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- Went to one of the Bedok's carpark to learn more on how to ride a bike.. *Gerek*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- Ate Mee Punggol at the Bedok Banquet.. *Slurpy delirious Delicious..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;- Went to TM to catch a movie "Bridget Jones Diary *Part 2*"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;- Went back home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 1 Dec 04 (Wednesday), 12.08am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110183116248350195?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110183116248350195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110183116248350195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/28-nov-04-sunday-scrambler-ride.html' title='28 Nov 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Scrambler Ride..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110183017030107723</id><published>2004-11-27T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:42:10.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27 Nov 04 (Saturday) --&gt; BTS Raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Another R.A.Y.A.com day wif my closest, bestest secondary peeps.. Bedok Town Sec..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;- Had a Hip Hop Advance class in the morning, taught by Mr Ryan Tan, for 3 hrs.. From 9am - 12pm.. *Cool &amp; Power*.. I looiikkeee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Time to "JALAN RAYA" wif ma BTS peeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;- They are Sarah, Hana, Nurul, Dessy, Majidah (ma cuzzin), Omar, Zul, Adnan, Asmani, Azhar, Lela &amp;amp; Umali (Hana's sista n brother)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- We went to each other house till 10pm plus.. Daymmnn, I miss Sarah's house.. I joined them at Zul's house.. So missing them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;- Sarah &amp;amp; Zul accompanied me back home to pack my stuffs.. Im soo overnighting at Sarah's house.. Don wanna be "Home Alone"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;- Took taxi to Sarah's house and sleep.. Watched "Bend it like beckham" before sleepin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Nov (Tuesday), 11:53pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110183017030107723?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110183017030107723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110183017030107723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/27-nov-04-saturday-bts-raya.html' title='27 Nov 04 (Saturday) --&gt; BTS Raya..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110182996083626162</id><published>2004-11-26T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:41:22.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Nov 04 (Friday) --&gt; Trip to Chinatown..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Wat a tirin and boring day.. Well at least Chinatown perked me up abit.. *Hehe*..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;- Isham requested me to go for a SG Hip Hop Fest Meeting since the 3 heads were unable to make it..&lt;br /&gt;- Representative for Fusion X..&lt;br /&gt;- Met Lrad , went to Chinatown together..&lt;br /&gt;- Once reached, proceed to Exit A..&lt;br /&gt;- Met Kimmie, Feelzy, Zaibo, Aslinda n Sufri.. Reperesentin SDC , Uncanny Originz &amp;amp; B.A'D..&lt;br /&gt;- Enter the Flip! building.. Nina (Mami form Anak Metropolitan) was in-charge..&lt;br /&gt;- Meeting was long and sux cos wasted loads of time.. Sign the documents and get the 30 tix to sell..&lt;br /&gt;- Followed Kimmie n Feelzy to NYP, supposedly for spaghetti dinner..&lt;br /&gt;- Met the others like Thai, Joe, Wak and bla bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;- Lrad and I decided to chill and watch the performance from B-Quartet.. Lrad lurvvess it..&lt;br /&gt;- Went home after dat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Nov 04 (Tuesday), 11:45pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110182996083626162?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182996083626162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182996083626162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/26-nov-04-friday-trip-to-chinatown.html' title='26 Nov 04 (Friday) --&gt; Trip to Chinatown..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110182944443713701</id><published>2004-11-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:40:54.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Nov 04 (Thursday) --&gt; Malay Regiment Raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yeah yeah, jalan raya time.. Woohhoo.. Wif my NCC CLTs Clique.. One of the bestest peeps.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"M&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alay Regiment, cepatttttt RAYA!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; *Wehehe*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- The peeps are:- Yati, Zek, Fate, Alfiyan, Happy, Tasha, Fairul, Hamizah, Izzat, Rashid, Irfan, Yasir, Organizer Farhan and me..&lt;br /&gt;- Organizer Mr Farhan 46th hired a private bus, 40 seater when theres like a few of us?! Cool la u, dik..&lt;br /&gt;- Went to each other's house.. Gerek ahh.. No rain or sun can stop us from travellin in the woohhoo bus..&lt;br /&gt;- From afternoon till night time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- At nite, the bus driver played a VCD "Keris Lama" (Old knife).. Its a ghost story.. Scar se I tell u.. Everybody sat behind while Izzat, Yasir, Fairul, Mizah, Farhan &amp;amp; I were brave enuff to sit so darn front to watch the movie.. Darn most of us were chickens.. *Haha*.. But its all good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;- Went home after all over.. Bus went off early.. Due to tiredness, Rashid, Izzat, Alfiyan and I took taxi home together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wat an experience we all had.. May the &lt;strong&gt;NCC CLTs MELAYU&lt;/strong&gt; be strong in upcomin generations.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HIDUP MALAY REGIMENT!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;*Singing "Lagu Kita"*..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Written on 30 Nov 04 (Tuesday), 11:40pm..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110182944443713701?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182944443713701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182944443713701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/25-nov-04-thursday-malay-regiment-raya.html' title='25 Nov 04 (Thursday) --&gt; Malay Regiment Raya..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110182921881140768</id><published>2004-11-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:40:13.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24 Nov 04 (Wednesday) --&gt; Yea.. Me real shooting..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hmm.. Wat a beautiful rainy day.. That day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Had a shooting competition at Nee Soon Camp from 6.15am till 2pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Woke up so darn early at 5.30am to bathe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Report at East office at 6.15am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Pack all the ammo stuffs, helmets, bla, bla, bla to the tonner and vroom to Nee Soon Camp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Setup the ammo point.. Waited and yada, yada, yada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- All the cadets, officers and the invited guest, NPCC came..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Few CLTs taught the NPCC how to shoot the M16 before the actual competition starts.. Fate, Sha &amp; I waste no time to C.A.B.U.T.com.. *Wahahaha*.. UNFORTUNATELY.com, I was caught to be the dummy for the shooter.. *Sheesh*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Then 3 teams compete.. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Male East CLTs (Wei Ren n the gang)&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Female East CLTs (Me, Sha, OCS &amp;amp; Fate)&lt;/span&gt; vs &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;NPCC (3 guys and a gal)..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;1st round: Female CLTs (Chamber 1) vs NPCC (Chamber 2).. Result: 16 targets vs 8 targets.. Female CLTs won.. *Wonderin y 16 targets rite?! Cos its was supposed to be falling plate, then dunno y, after the plate got shot, it came up again.. Shoot again ahh.. *Sheesh*..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;2nd round: Male CLTs (Chamber 1) vs Female CLTs (Chamber 2).. Result: 11 Targets + 1 IA (left 3 shots more) vs 10 targets, no shots left.. Male CLTs won.. *Sheesh*.. Chamber 2 sucks bug time.. Can't even go down after so many shots.. *Argghh*..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;Last round: NPCC (Chamber 1) vs Male CLTs (Chamber2) .. Results: 9 Targets vs 11 Targets.. Male CLTs won..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINAL RESULT: 1st --&gt; Male East CLTs, 2nd --&gt; Female CLTs, 3rd --&gt; NPCC.. Well done guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Prize presentation.. Well done EAST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Pack up back to HQ AMQ.. Got treat from Sir Anis.. Thanx sir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;* THE INCREDIBLES + Fishy Feeling..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Fate, Sha and I decided go town, watch movie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Met Alfiyan, Izzat, Happy, Tasha, Fairul and Yasir at Bugis.. Watched The Incredibles.. Power ahh.. Hilarious show.. Love Jack Jack to bits.. Dash is cute.. *Wahaha*..&lt;br /&gt;- Lrad fetch me home..&lt;br /&gt;- Decided to express all out to Lrad.. Meantime, we in 'off' term but still attached to one another.. Don ask wat, y, how come and etc, etc, etc..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Nov 04 (Tuesday), 11:37pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110182921881140768?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182921881140768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182921881140768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/24-nov-04-wednesday-yea-me-real.html' title='24 Nov 04 (Wednesday) --&gt; Yea.. Me real shooting..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110182883955437224</id><published>2004-11-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:39:34.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 Nov 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; Me?! Shooting?! Woooot..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;As usual..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Woke up at sis house (Woodland).. Watch MTV, Amazing Race 6 (repeat) and surf the net..&lt;br /&gt;- Went home, packed bag..&lt;br /&gt;- Booked in AMQ Camp for shooting competition the next day.. At 10pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;- Wonderin how am I going to survive the night.. Kan Cheong to the max se.. Like how to shoot, wats the procedures, like wats the timing and all.. Let fate decides if I cocked up..&lt;br /&gt;- Chillin wif Sha &amp;amp; Fate had cooled me down from all the stupid shits dat I was soo worried about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Nov 04 (Tuesday), 11:33pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110182883955437224?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182883955437224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182883955437224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/23-nov-04-tuesday-me-shooting-woooot.html' title='23 Nov 04 (Tuesday) --&gt; Me?! Shooting?! Woooot..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110182877310934953</id><published>2004-11-22T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T01:35:37.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22 Nov 04 (Monday) --&gt; FX @ Hougang..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;Highlights of my Monday no-blues..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;- Fusion X Training, 7pm (come at 8pm), trained at Lin's sis badminton court, hougang.. Loads of fun..&lt;br /&gt;- Take taxi back wif isham to woodlands..&lt;br /&gt;- Received msg from OCS, "Wanted 2 female clts for shooting comp on wed, 24 Nov, morning till lunchtime.. Book in the night before".. I agree after so many questions asked.. Finally, the EAST FEMALE CLTs Team --&gt; OCS, Shahida, Fate &amp;amp; me.. So scared le.. Long time no shoot..&lt;br /&gt;- Stayed at woodland, my sis house.. My 2nd sis was already dere.. We watched "Monster Inc".. Soo cute se boo.. Kitty huh.. *Wahaha*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Nov 04 (Tuesday), 11:27pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110182877310934953?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182877310934953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182877310934953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/22-nov-04-monday-fx-hougang.html' title='22 Nov 04 (Monday) --&gt; FX @ Hougang..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110182837049951636</id><published>2004-11-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:38:46.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Nov 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Fusion X Training..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Nothing much.. Just havin Fusion X training @ 6pm, Punggol Park CC..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;- Choreos very NNNOOOOIIIICCCEEE..&lt;br /&gt;- Very Dramatic..&lt;br /&gt;- Jus for SG Hip Hop Fest 04..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Written on 30 Nov 04 (Tuesday), 11.22pm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110182837049951636?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182837049951636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110182837049951636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/21-nov-04-sunday-fusion-x-training.html' title='21 Nov 04 (Sunday) --&gt; Fusion X Training..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110096508023884815</id><published>2004-11-20T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T00:00:05.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plaza Singapura's HOTTEST Events.. D.A.N.C.E Competition..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went to PS wif Uncle Toby to support our friend, Dan in the Samsung Competition.. But hey, deres Chingay too.. So da day goes on wif..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;* Met Uncle Toby and his friend at 1.45pm at PS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;* Watched Chingay shows at 2.30pm..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- The clowns started the show first.. Sec sch peeps.. Added wif a bangra beats flava.. Okielah.. Boring ah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- A dance grp.. Again sec peeps.. It was sooo da *yawning*.. Nuthin great again.. So da minah and mat lah basically..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Sec sch peeps.. VIP.. Cheerleadin squad.. Tot it was jus *sigh*.. But hey, they impressed me LOADS.. Great job.. Think they can become the next MAgnum ah.. *Hehehe*.. They did stunts like "Bring It On Again".. Bright futuree aiight peeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Salsa Dance.. Boon Cheong's friends.. OKielah.. not bad ah.. But, jus too bad.. I can't appreciate Salsa for long..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Mongolia Dance.. Nice but technical prob wif the music.. Ermm.. okielah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- The Drum-Beaters.. Fierceeeee.. So young.. Impressive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Lion Dance.. Loads of malay boys.. Okielah.. Quite a bore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Dragon Dance.. Betta than the lion's..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Mongolia Dance again.. To reimburse the techincal fault of the music..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;* Samsung competition.. At 4pm.. Winners received sum of money.. I mean real big money.. 4k and 5 samsung "smooth meets slide" phones for 1st prize??!!.. No joke.. 3 judges are the Angmoh guy who have dance bg, the samsung phone chinese guy and the chinese lady who states as the starhub palnner.. Presentin the 5 finalists.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;B.A'D, Pops, Jades Crew, Sliders &amp; White Rhythm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- B.A'D started off wif Shairul, Shima, Sharin, Elly n Fairuz.. Same piece again huh.. "Shake dat booty, turn me ard, back dat ass up, wine them down".. U go guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Pops comprises of 2 gals n 2 guys.. The short gal and the malay guy are the best female and male dancers in Funkamania X, yr 2003.. But the guy screwed la.. I nothing to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Jades Crew comprises of my friend, Dan and his other 4 peeps.. Think all under Pat's class.. Yeah, we shouted hell for em.. Esp the Senorita hoppers gals.. They're tight la.. Not bad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Sliders.. The scholars of Pat's class.. Nice moves.. I like theirs actually.. Very the synchronise and unique.. But too bad.. Judges's vote..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;- Lastly White Rhythm.. Yutaki's grp.. So da gay yet POWERFUL la.. Cheered for them like crazee.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;The results were out.. Congrats to the following peeps.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;Consolation: Pops &amp;amp; Sliders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;3rd Prize: Jades Crew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;2nd Prize: B.A'D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;1st prize: White Rhythm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;* Went back to watch the Chingay.. Waiting for my friends to rock da stage.. Rite timin.. Presentin E.R.S.D.C.. En_route feat SmashD'Crepez.. Namely from &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;En_Route --&gt; Zaihar, Sue, Syam n ermm a gal..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;SDC --&gt; Hakim, Filzah, Feelza, Fiza, Karl n Allan..&lt;/span&gt; Well done u guys.. So proud of u peeps.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;* Ate at LJS.. Separated.. Met Lrad.. Watched "Shutter".. recommended show.. Lurves the endin.. *Wahahah*.. Evil.. Then, went home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110096508023884815?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110096508023884815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110096508023884815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/plaza-singapuras-hottest-events-dance.html' title='Plaza Singapura&apos;s HOTTEST Events.. D.A.N.C.E Competition..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110096491586377960</id><published>2004-11-20T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T08:36:48.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 - 19 Nov (Wed - Fri) P.O.S.T.sss --&gt; TV &amp; SG Idol..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Basically wat do I do, I oso can't really recalled..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Oh yeah, I jus slacked ard.. Surfin the net for 3 days, doing nothing.. Bloghopped here n dere.. Taggin here n dere.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Thanx a lot Farhan.. U make me look paiseh after the MatRIP's nonsensical's tags.. *SHEESSSHH*.. Nice work dere.. *GRRRR*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Oh, on &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 Nov (Wed),&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I watched "Charmed".. Head rollin aight gals.. Then "Amazing Race 6".. Powerrr.. Okie, The bestfriend (guys) is out.. but they cool.. *Haha*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;18 Nov (Thurs),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; nothin much la.. stay at home only.. Watched "Spore Idol"'s performance.. Sly got to work harder man.. Taufik, da coolest.. Next best talent will be Oli.. Aiyoh, but cannot predict lah whos out.. Depend on Spore man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;On &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;19 Nov (Fri),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; watched S'pore Idol and TAUFIK + SLY is IN THE FINAL.. Poor Oli.. Like wat Ken said, the audiences will go for those whom they can relate on.. True enuff.. Douglas losed the bet.. *Kwang 3x*.. Watched "Geark Khas The Movie".. Jus lurvee Erra.. :p Then watched "Survivor Vanuatu".. OKie, Sarge, ur out.. Like I say, GAL POWER.. Left the king Clad to moved on wif the princess.. ;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110096491586377960?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110096491586377960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110096491586377960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/17-19-nov-wed-fri-postsss-tv-sg-idol.html' title='17 - 19 Nov (Wed - Fri) P.O.S.T.sss --&gt; TV &amp; SG Idol..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110096483222526258</id><published>2004-11-20T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-23T14:05:40.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My K.A.M.P.U.N.G Scenes, 14 - 16 Nov (Sun - Tues)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;On the first day of Hari Raya, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;14 Nov (Sun),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; where all the muslim guys went to mosque to pray.. Before they come back to eat, the gals have to prepare breakfast and get ready to have this "seek for forgiveness" session before the guys, especially before the father eats..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Rite after my family had done it, my 1st sis came wif her hubby.. Weehheee.. Sepasang Kurung Biru se.. Jus like my song title.. :p Den yea, they seeked my parents' forgiveness, the siblings seeked forgiveness from 1st sis.. Early morning, my younger sis played VCD "Cinta Luar Biasa".. A comedy malay show.. Then, my 1st sis n hubby off to my grandparents house while the rest plus me, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;BALIK KAMPUNG&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;First stop is at Johor Bahru, Taman Baiduri where my house is.. Its a 3-storeyed banglo.. My 2nd visit n it was like wooaaahh.. Me the only 1 who had neva slept dere b4.. *tulah, tak balik kampung after years*.. Me soo gonna do sum house-warming party here.. Took pillows n mattress and zoomed off to next destination..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Stopped at Machap, Melacca to rest n have a lunch.. Pathetic ahh.. Let my daddy rest first after hours of driving..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Went to my grandparent's house.. Its soo the different.. It became the mosquitos' world.. Not jokin.. Theres contaminated water everywhere an found out deres mosquito's breedin.. *Sheessh*.. My granddaddy is senile, so can't b blamed.. My dad tried to help here n dere.. My grandmummy is wif 1 of my uncles.. Den, my granddaddy followed us to our next stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Headed to my next house, Melacca, Bukit Nangka.. It was only walls and toilets.. Haha.. Like soo the abandoned.. Nothing else inside.. So, the A. Hamid family cleaned aaway the webs and shits and my daddy cleansed the house wif prayers.. Cos we gonna sleep here for the night.. After a success cleaning, headed to my aunt's house, Cik Lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Woooaaaahhh, all the beranak-pinak were dere.. Okie, all the children have grown big.. Kak Long, Abg Man, Abg Wan, Abg Amy, Udin, Erfan.. Haha.. now me close to Erfan who is only form 6.. Same age as my younger sis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Went back to Bukit Nangka and slept thru de day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;15 Nov (Mon)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Darn the mosquitos who have nothing to do but to suck my blood all nite.. ONLY ME.. Not my family.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;*IDIOT*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OKie, I saved my family from a lil loss of blood.. *Sheessh*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Went to Pak Long's house at sum quite faraway place.. Then went to Seremban, I think.. To meet my grandmummy.. She is sick, not senile yet.. We tried to cheer her up.. I had loads of fun when I met Adib.. So cute n soo clever.. A bit retarded but hes all good to me.. I love him, jus like the others..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Then went to surau at Tampin, Negeri Sembilan, to pray.. Then went off to Pak Lang's house.. Wooaaahh, the children are like around my age.. Me cose to Kak Rusita tho.. Shes engaged.. The rest me shy to tak la.. All guys.. My age summore le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Then went to Pak Lang's elder child's house.. Nearby.. The mee beehoon was delicious.. *Yummy*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Then went off to Cik Lah's house to sweep the nite thru..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16 Nov (Tues).. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Went off to my another house at Rumbia.. Its meant for rent but no malays nak.. Chinese want but it is a malay lot u see.. Well, checked out a house an zoomed off to another place..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Went back to my 1st destination, Johor Bahru.. Put back ll the pillows n mattress.. Rest.. I watched VCD &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Scary Movie 3"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; *Haha*.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#99ffff;"&gt;Refreshd my memory of watching it at the cinema, TM wif my CLT NCC Clique.. How I laughed so loud.. How the rest jus love each other's companion.. Farhan, Zek, Yati, Hanafi, Taufik, Hida, Din n any other?! Luv u guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;Headed to Giant for sum shopping.. I shopped for food ONLY.. *How I hate shopping*.. Yeah, got to buy Cookie Crisps.. *Yum, yum*.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Then, went off to my homeland, Singapore.. Stopped at woodland, where 2nd sis singgah jap at her future in-law house to give Season cake.. Then stopped at my 1st sis house at woodland too to take baju kurung for my younger sis.. Then, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;HOME SWEET HOME..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110096483222526258?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110096483222526258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110096483222526258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-kampung-scenes-14-16-nov-sun-tues.html' title='My K.A.M.P.U.N.G Scenes, 14 - 16 Nov (Sun - Tues)'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110036768197529234</id><published>2004-11-14T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-14T01:41:21.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SeLaMaT HaRi RaYa.. MaaF ZaHiR DaN BaTiN.. *BALIK KAMPUNG.. WOHOHO.. BALIK KAMPUNG..*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Feeza: Hey dere.. Yeah, Destiny's "Lose ma breathe" was awesome.. But Raya man.. Have to change to Raya song aiight.. :p Yep, me mish u too.. See ya soon okie.. *Hugs*.. U take care.. Anyway, Slamat Raya n maaf zahir &amp; batin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:Y@Tz"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;Y@Tz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;: *Haha*.. Tengoklah owner dier kan.. KAlau dah cute, mesti screen shots dier pun cute.. *Wehehe*.. If only da vid for "Shake ur Body" dah out, den I post in ma blog k.. Anyway, Slamat Raya n maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Snazzie: Yep, sssooo da true.. OKie, me link u up too.. Happy raye.. Maaf zahir &amp; Batin..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sis_Dada: *Chuckles*.. Yeah, I soo know dat u want me.. U soo can't resist me aiight.. Me balik kampung today bout 12pm.. So mish u loads.. Dream of me aiight.. *Hugs dearly*.. ~Muackz~..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Dee Tittiez: Hey, glad u still remember me.. Slamat raye to u too.. Hows ur munchkin.. *Haha*.. Okie, minta maap n take care kie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dayna: Holla sweet.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;gnilrad: Dearr.. U soo da bad, u know.. I hate u le.. U jahat.. But I still lurvee u le.. Slamat Raye dear.. Me balik kampung tau.. U take care.. Mish me kie.. ~Muackz~.. *Hugs tite2*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Nisah: OKielah, lets same2 berpelukan.. Jgn ambik hati kalau seandainye kite bermarahan di camps ker.. *Dah menjadi kerja kiter utk step marah*.. *Wehehe*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Okay, I just did sum updates here n dere n hope u all will enjoy ur stay here.. Today is basically &lt;strong&gt;STAY-AT-HOME&lt;/strong&gt; day.. Lazin ard.. Bla, bla, bla..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;To all my muslim bestfriends, family, dancers, NCC, Hockey, class mates, sch mates, work mates, acquantance, friends &amp; enemies *Hope I don have 1?!*.. Wishin u all a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Dan Batin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Ingin Fidah menyusun sepuluh jari utk memohon maaf kepada semua umat Islam yang tercinta.. Semoga bergembira disamping keluarga..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;*Sigh*.. Jus mish da ol' days whereby we give kad raya.. Now so modernised already.. SMS' da word to spread for forgiveness n wishes to all.. *Haha*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OKie, me going to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BALIK K.A.M.P.U.N.G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in da early afternoon to celebrate Raya wif my dad's side of da family.. Yes arghhh.. Get to play MERCUN.. I kinda mish dem since its been a long time since I went dere.. Think since sec 4.. Yeah, me been stayin home alone weneva my family went M'sia.. I jus lurve my S'pore house.. I'll be back by 16 Nov 04, Tuesday.. So, any orders.. Lemang?! Buluh?! :p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Lurve to my Fusion X, NCC CLTs, Bedok Town Sec peepz, SCC Hockey Ladies, Temasek Poly Friends, Bedok West Pri friends, my past  NCC friends, my Friendster friends, my neighbours, my dancing frenz, my cadets, my acquantance, my enemies, my wannabe friends &amp; Best my family n my Lrad dear.. *Muackz n Hugs to y'all*..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Till den.. Take care.. Enjoy a midi by Khairil Johari --&gt; Sepasang Kurung Biru..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110036768197529234?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110036768197529234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110036768197529234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya-maaf-zahir-dan-batin.html' title='SeLaMaT HaRi RaYa.. MaaF ZaHiR DaN BaTiN.. *BALIK KAMPUNG.. WOHOHO.. BALIK KAMPUNG..*'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8366485.post-110033196597744691</id><published>2004-11-13T14:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T16:04:34.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pix of ma 1st P.A.R.K.O.U.R on 11 Nov 04 wif ma NCC Peepz.. *YEAH*..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#99ffff;"&gt;Test.. test.. Mic 1,2,3..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;em&gt; As stated by Farhan42&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2566.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2566.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Cadet Lieutenants, Standby.."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2567.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2567.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.. And Ready .."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2571.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2571.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;".. Zek --&gt; J.U.M.P .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2573.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2573.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. Izzat --&gt; J.U.M.P .."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2576.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2576.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. Shinobi BACK - FLIPPED Zek .."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2575.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2575.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;".. Zek is landing.. Wif Shinobi's help .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2590.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2590.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. Night Jump, Standby.. *Is dere a gal?!* .."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2591.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2591.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;".. And F.A.L.L.. *Eh, dat gal serious want to fall ah?!* .."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2602.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2602.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. On Ur Mark.. *Oi gal, stop sittin ah!* .."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2603.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2603.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;".. Get Set, Team Titans.. *Waahh, de gal sure tough eh?!* .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2610.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2610.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. Go.. *Eh, dat gal do David Blaine's Magic ke?!* .."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2612.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2612.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;".. Land properly aiight.. *Waahh, look like guy leh!!* .."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2626.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2626.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. Cum'on.. Enuff of restin.. *Sheessh* .."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2601.jpg" target="_new"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v487/fidance7/CLTs%20Parkour%2004/DSCN2601.jpg" width="327" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;".. Great job, Team Titans.. Parkour 4 Life *Okie gal, u're on!!* .."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;~ THE END of ma VERY 1ST P.A.R.K.O.U.R..&lt;/span&gt; ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8366485-110033196597744691?l=fidance7.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110033196597744691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8366485/posts/default/110033196597744691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fidance7.blogspot.com/2004/11/pix-of-ma-1st-parkour-on-11-nov-04-wif.html' title='Pix of ma 1st P.A.R.K.O.U.R on 11 Nov 04 wif ma NCC Peepz.. *YEAH*..'/><author><name>Fid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06270263975522020517</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
