<?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-4942604295820192937</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:43:58.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O V E R . D O S E . B R A I N</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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>133</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4573380427574952226</id><published>2008-07-11T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T04:00:41.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moved.</title><content type='html'>sorry peps. I've moved to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bitchy-mitchy.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.bitchy-mitchy.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4573380427574952226?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4573380427574952226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4573380427574952226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4573380427574952226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4573380427574952226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/07/moved.html' title='Moved.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3480084505961150692</id><published>2008-06-19T22:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:23.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hip-Hip-Horrayh!!!! Exams are finally over.. I've waited too long for this day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO JUNEY AND JOLENE!!!&lt;br /&gt;You guys have finally turned 19 making me feel like a baby. Enjoy your last teenage year before you run out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-SCuxDhI/AAAAAAAAA28/VRyMvDmqK_8/s1600-h/P1060217+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213829473303072274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-SCuxDhI/AAAAAAAAA28/VRyMvDmqK_8/s400/P1060217+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jolene. me. Juney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-Sg4h_qI/AAAAAAAAA3E/1kwmmnljwKo/s1600-h/P1060279+copy.psdesr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213829481397092002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-Sg4h_qI/AAAAAAAAA3E/1kwmmnljwKo/s400/P1060279+copy.psdesr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Jolene. me. Juney&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-S37bAwI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8BOEAc-1GrM/s1600-h/P1050312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213829487583232770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-S37bAwI/AAAAAAAAA3M/8BOEAc-1GrM/s400/P1050312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Juney. me. Jolene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213830611262826178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs_UR9g5sI/AAAAAAAAA3c/KWOt1cKVy7o/s400/wwqw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Juney. me. Jolene.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guess what?! I'm always the middle one in the picture.. awww.. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;So after my last 3 hour Law paper.. Shakira and I decided to hit the gym. What a way to celebrate my independence!&lt;br /&gt;Went back home and rushed over to Juney's place before meeting up with the rest at Jhonny's place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met Liyana and OMG! SHE LOST SO MUCH WEIGHT!!&lt;br /&gt;seriously. I just can't stop staring at her and asking stupid questions like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" So do u have to change your whole wardrobe after lossing&lt;br /&gt;weight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of the day.. I just couldn't help it but to blurt out.."Liyana.. I wanna loss weight like you.. You are my idol!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hit Maison that night in conjunction of Juney's birthday bash and to celebrate our post-exam mood! I fucking drank a whole blardy jug of Long Island Tea and was blardy sober through out the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually.. I'd be dancing my ass off in the club but that night I just felt so exhausted.. SO tired.. So.. OLD.. and I kept stopping and taking short rest in between. POTONG STIM!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Eh.. I think I wanna retire from all this clubbing shit man.. I'm getting old.. no stamina already la."&lt;/span&gt; I told them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was so fun hanging out with all of them again.. *smiles*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;: The fucking Long Island Tea didn't kick in also!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Vern   : &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; Yalar..You got system failure wut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : -___________-&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway.. Gonna get ready to go KLCC now! Will be hitting Jolene's birthday party tonight! and I shall blog more often! TATA~~~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3480084505961150692?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3480084505961150692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3480084505961150692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3480084505961150692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3480084505961150692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/06/hip-hip-horrayh-exams-are-finally-over.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SFs-SCuxDhI/AAAAAAAAA28/VRyMvDmqK_8/s72-c/P1060217+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-291164101507273469</id><published>2008-06-17T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T08:35:48.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In the name of fashion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=1940798"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So there I was reading through Joyce's blog and came across a colourful picture of shoes.. and kept reading until the end of the post where I found a link to a contest.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Uh-huh. a CONTEST.&lt;br /&gt;The contest somehow or rather managed to suck me into this awesome website where I can mix and match all the clothes and accessories reflecting my own style and sense of fashion!!&lt;a href="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?.mid=embed&amp;amp;id=1940798"&gt;&lt;img title="In the name of F.A.S.H.I.O.N" height="400" src="http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/img-set/BQcDAAAAAwoDanBnAAAABC5vdXQKFjByV2QwSDg4M1JHcFlJaTBIeFg1S3cAAAACaWQKAWUAAAAEc2l6ZQ.jpg" width="400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Taa-daa.. my master piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Jie.. how nice if we had this many clothes and accessories to chose from!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; said little brat as she watch me cracking my head trying to mix and match. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Wah.. kinda hard also.. Imagine if we had so many stuff to&lt;br /&gt;match.. I'd prolly die at home trying to figure out what to wear and end up not going out at all. Siao-ness!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I replied.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Seriously lor. VERY ADDICTIVE! Even lil brat got sucked into it as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So anyone wanna try it out.. for more information *click* *click*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.urbanscapes.com.my/"&gt;http://www.urbanscapes.com.my/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tonguechic.com/"&gt;http://www.tonguechic.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;have fun trying!!! =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-291164101507273469?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/291164101507273469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=291164101507273469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/291164101507273469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/291164101507273469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/06/in-name-of-fashion.html' title='In the name of fashion.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5986394782890796187</id><published>2008-06-16T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T01:30:07.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what if....</title><content type='html'>I woke up one morning thinking how random can I be.&lt;br /&gt;Facts kept popping out of my head.&lt;br /&gt;Here are some random facts about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've been spending my whole entire life going on a diet plan.&lt;br /&gt;2.I've been straightening my hair ever since I was 13.&lt;br /&gt;3.I don't have a favorite colour.&lt;br /&gt;4.I hate going to the salon because it feels like as if I'm going for a visit to the dentist.&lt;br /&gt;5. I'm a total hopeless when it comes to dealing with relationship.&lt;br /&gt;6. I dislike KFC's fried chicken. ( except for the crispy skin!)&lt;br /&gt;7. My high school prom dress makes me wanna puke every time I look at it.&lt;br /&gt;8. I super kenot tahan lizards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap. Thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'll start blogging again once I'm done with my last paper. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5986394782890796187?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5986394782890796187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5986394782890796187&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5986394782890796187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5986394782890796187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/06/what-if.html' title='what if....'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6483856315111986924</id><published>2008-06-10T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:24.149-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SE5pWx4jJGI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bjpW0Zo2zhQ/s1600-h/Cassette_love_by_whateverLaura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210217658982802530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SE5pWx4jJGI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bjpW0Zo2zhQ/s400/Cassette_love_by_whateverLaura.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been unwell for the past whole week and it is not getting any better. On and off fever making me feel the rising and decreasing heat of my body constantly. My throat has been sore for at least a week now and it is not getting better. My skin hurts everytime I rub against anything. My breast feels like its swollen. It hurts. My bad headache has been going on for a week now. I can't even move fast or try to shake my head or else I'd be holding my breath trying to get over the pain.I've got my period yesterday. It was the worst I ever had. Imagine I had to literally crawl up to my room to rest because I couldn't even stand up. I toss and flip in my bed hoping the pain would go but it didn't.Gosh. I really don't know what is wrong with me but I surely know that I AM NOT OKAY. I lost appetite in food. I can't talk much. Everything I do is just so slow. This monster is eating me slowly from inside. Pity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-6483856315111986924?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6483856315111986924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6483856315111986924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6483856315111986924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6483856315111986924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/06/pain.html' title='Pain.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SE5pWx4jJGI/AAAAAAAAA2k/bjpW0Zo2zhQ/s72-c/Cassette_love_by_whateverLaura.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4139540549788960516</id><published>2008-06-04T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:24.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I no longer ride my bike.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SEZlqLMHjFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LG6Kxm0cX7g/s1600-h/bicycle+joke.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207961794333084754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SEZlqLMHjFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LG6Kxm0cX7g/s400/bicycle+joke.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4139540549788960516?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4139540549788960516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4139540549788960516&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4139540549788960516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4139540549788960516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/06/why-i-no-longer-ride-my-bike.html' title='Why I no longer ride my bike.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SEZlqLMHjFI/AAAAAAAAA2c/LG6Kxm0cX7g/s72-c/bicycle+joke.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1077034396769912098</id><published>2008-05-31T20:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T21:01:02.545-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blank. Stare cock.</title><content type='html'>I had everything planned out.&lt;br /&gt;I called and messaged almost everyone I know to enquire about the price of the present I wanted to get you. I got Juney and Graeme to drive me all the way to Low Yat plaza to get the present but only to find out that I was messaging them at 2 in the morning calling the plan off. Yet they were so nice to tolerate with my indecisive mind.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt if you even remember what occasion it was for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered wishing you " Happy 1st Year anniversary, dear! "&lt;br /&gt;And all I got was an " Okay " as a icy cold reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No idea why did I even stayed so long to come to this far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I did was to ask you to go on a vacation with me and you made a big fuss about it and made me decide to pick between you or my friend. It all started and ended with a break up... on our 1st year anniversary day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apologized and tried to patch things back. But you think you were so cool and rejected me.Fine.&lt;br /&gt;"Friends last forever, but lovers don't." That was what I told you. And I am sticking with my decision. At least my friends remember my birthday and they don't make me cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is so pathetic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1077034396769912098?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1077034396769912098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1077034396769912098&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1077034396769912098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1077034396769912098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/blank-stare-cock.html' title='blank. Stare cock.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7947398271089272973</id><published>2008-05-31T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T08:42:58.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>slack.</title><content type='html'>Sorry been lacking of updates.&lt;br /&gt;Slack.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.. I know. *gah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here are the minor updates! My family and I just got back from Penang two days ago. Yada yada. I know I'm supposed to be studying for my ever-so-major exams but somehow or rather I'll end up doing things (eg: Gym la..Yamcha la..Working la.. Sleeping la.. Hungry la..Lepaking la..) to AVOID studying. Not good. I KNOW! Tell me about it, Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who is the bastard who invented the word TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;I've been using the word too often. Way too often and its not good for health.&lt;br /&gt;" I'll start studying TOMORROW larh!" .. Padahal end up lepaking the next day.hmm.. Malaysia memang boleh la!*rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after bumping into Shakira at they gym, picked the boyfriend up and drove to June's place to fetch her. The original plan was to have brunch with Juney but I kinda keluar tajuk a bit and brought boyfriend along la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had chicken rice at Melawati a.k.a Kaifan place. The place we used to go for lunch after school when we were 'younger'. Can someone please tell me when did the price of chicken increased ah? Like seriously?&lt;br /&gt;All I ordered was a plate of chicken rice and roasted pork and it cost me 7 bucks? Walao eh. I'm not eating a whole goddamn chicken ok!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one day the price of chicken rice would be so expensive that we all will decide to rare our own chicken in our back yards. *tsk!*&lt;br /&gt;fark la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepak around Jusco and we were so hopelessly bored that we ended up playing "photohunt" in the arcade. Very addictive lor. We used to play that too when we were in high school! hehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lepaked at June's place while waiting for Vern to come over. Then headed to mamak to "ber-mamak" abit. Then went over to Ampang point to play pool. I suck it pool. gah! And for the 1st time in history, the pool center suddenly had a black out. Boyfriend was being so paranoid that Juney and I will get robbed and kept insisting us to stay close together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I damn malas adi.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run! Hope to see Juney and Graeme in the morning tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Bitches.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7947398271089272973?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7947398271089272973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7947398271089272973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7947398271089272973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7947398271089272973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/slack.html' title='slack.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6967737934818909605</id><published>2008-05-21T11:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T12:17:50.121-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bak Kut Teh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' I suddenly feel so cold la.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' Good. it means you are losing weight.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'OMIGOSH! You serious?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' No la. just kidding.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel so random.&lt;br /&gt;After dropping boyfriend off for college, I took over boyfriend's car and drove to gym. After gym, fetched boyfriend and drove to Arnold's place to ajak him eat bak kut teh.&lt;br /&gt;*yummy!*&lt;br /&gt;Then went over to One Utama to catch a movie- 'Budget bodyguard'.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;I think that is the title of the movie. EVERYONE SHOULD GO WATCH IT! Its superb hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;Been watching alot of movie lately. That explains where all my money went to and why am I so broke now. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;'Are you sure you live here?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Yes. Why?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;'But the malay woman&lt;/span&gt; at the gate is wearing baju kurung.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Thats my mom.So?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;'Are you malay?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Yup.&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;'Whats your malay name?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Amira.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;'But Michelle doesn't sound like a malay name to me.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Bye!'&lt;/span&gt; *slams car door*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-6967737934818909605?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6967737934818909605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6967737934818909605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6967737934818909605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6967737934818909605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/bak-kut-teh.html' title='Bak Kut Teh.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8488428873286474898</id><published>2008-05-14T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:25.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>wisdom tooth won't make you wiser.</title><content type='html'>I lost a bet to Amanda the bitch.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well..I have to fork 10 bucks out to give her a treat @ Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;"Bitch lor you Amanda..like that free free got starbucks to drink. cheh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a beautiful Tuesday morning. I made an effort to wake up early and gave Shakira a wake up call so that we can go for our Pilates class together. She daym fail cause she only woke up after I called her the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"oh my god larh! I almost died in there trying to maintain muke macho with all those poses okay!"&lt;/span&gt; I complained after Pilates.&lt;br /&gt;Continued working out a tad in the gym until boyfriend came to pick me up about two and it wasn't too long before I started complaining again&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;."Eh! WHAT TOOK YOU SO LONG? You know or not I spent 3 and a half hours in gym working out?!!! I've never in my entire life spent so much time in gym before okay!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he just gave me a cock stare.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After fetching me up we headed to the dentist@ Sungai way &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(we had a hard time finding the place because it was located at the most ulu-est place in PJ)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; because boyfriend had some gum infection causing his wisdom tooth unable to fully grow. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yes. I tried to pose in the car.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200216810592219650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SCrhoyZdMgI/AAAAAAAAA18/IQQPFkq-dfA/s400/Image(004).jpg3w2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200216806297252338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SCrhoiZdMfI/AAAAAAAAA10/1o0gLRndeTg/s400/Image(003).jpge3we2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200216793412350434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SCrhnyZdMeI/AAAAAAAAA1s/lDKDT2d5CKs/s400/Image(001).jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I tried to ajak him to pose with me too but he ignored me and continued complaining. &lt;strong&gt;-.-"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daym mafan lor! He was complaining so much about &lt;strong&gt;how hard it was to close his mouth&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;how difficult was it to chew his food&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;how hungry he was&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;how painful it was to talk properly&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Eh your mouth pain also can talk and complain&lt;br /&gt;so much wan ah?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;*Ignores me and continues complaining*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Eh! you sound like daffy duck!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200223884403356194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SCroEiZdMiI/AAAAAAAAA2M/u9k10yaC4e0/s400/daffy-duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200216819182154258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SCrhpSZdMhI/AAAAAAAAA2E/NbTYuEhNpKQ/s400/Image(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short. He has to go through some kind of surgery this Friday. Poor baby. Hope he gets well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8488428873286474898?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8488428873286474898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8488428873286474898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8488428873286474898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8488428873286474898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/wisdom-tooth-wont-make-you-wiser.html' title='wisdom tooth won&apos;t make you wiser.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SCrhoyZdMgI/AAAAAAAAA18/IQQPFkq-dfA/s72-c/Image(004).jpg3w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5396849496500005058</id><published>2008-05-12T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:25.858-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xaxau.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SChDNSZdMdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/btrmeJy7WZU/s1600-h/+$Ã¤Â¥+ÃHÃªÃ$sÂ¥+(452).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199479665355207122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SChDNSZdMdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/btrmeJy7WZU/s400/%2B%24%C3%A4%C2%A5+%C3%87H%C3%AA%C3%8B%24s%C2%A5%2B(452).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sorry la peps. Never camwhore lately. Dug through my photo album and decided to post up a picture of Juney and I when we were 16! Camwhoring during Mr. Chiang's add math tuition class. kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time flies. You have totally agree with that. It feels like I was just turning sweet sixteen yesterday and now I'm 19 and running out of my teenage life!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;erk....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;actually....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't have anything in particular to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5396849496500005058?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5396849496500005058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5396849496500005058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5396849496500005058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5396849496500005058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/xaxau.html' title='xaxau.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SChDNSZdMdI/AAAAAAAAA1k/btrmeJy7WZU/s72-c/%2B%24%C3%A4%C2%A5+%C3%87H%C3%AA%C3%8B%24s%C2%A5%2B(452).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6566537944337406653</id><published>2008-05-06T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T06:28:28.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>about me.</title><content type='html'>He called last night at 2.30am.&lt;br /&gt;We talked quite a bit. I could hear him sobbing silently through the phone as we spoke.&lt;br /&gt;I was trying hard to hold back my emotions. But at the end waterworks started also lar. Fail betul.&lt;br /&gt;A lot of drama went on.&lt;br /&gt;After spending long hours spilling out our feelings, I finally manage to climb back to bed and tuck myself to sleep at 6 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 9am. I didn't go to college thinking that it will be more productive to stay home and study for my up coming exams which also spells H.E.L.L.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy manage to drop me off in the afternoon at Bangsar Village so that I could hit the gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just sitting down in a corner thinking and I realised how silly I was when I was a little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that all the news report on TV were like drama series.&lt;br /&gt;Mommie kept saying that everything on TV is not real and they are just stories. So I just stupidly assumed even the news were not real too. I used to imagine that if the TV station decides to cook up a story about an earthquake, they just have to press the "earthquake" button and an earthquake news will show up. I remember thinking to myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"How is it possible to have so many disastrous phenomena&lt;br /&gt;happening around us?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as I grew older.. I've began to learn about sexuality.&lt;br /&gt;When I was around the age of 7.. I thought sex can only be done at night where everyone is sound asleep. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Well..in movies people always have sex at night wut!!"&lt;/span&gt; that's what I thought.&lt;br /&gt;I used to think that couple who wants to have sex would set their alarm clock so that they can wake up on time in the middle of the night to enjoy sex.. gosh. I just can't believe how stupid I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there were a bunch of my primary school friend who came up with their own theory . According to them, in order to make a girl to get pregnant, both guy and girl have a certain dress code to follow before going to bed. &lt;em&gt;(Walao. Like going to prom like that!) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;The guy is suppose to wear only his shorts without his underwear and the girl is supposed to wear an over sized shirt without her bra and only her undies. So yea, by sleeping together they will end up having a baby.&lt;br /&gt;And there I was.. stupidly memorizing the stupid dress code as if it was some kinda Mathematical formula. Seriously lor.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"what if I want to get pregnant next time.. must apply the formula wan." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nowadays got new formula already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Add the bed.&lt;br /&gt;Subtract the clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Divide the legs.&lt;br /&gt;Multiply the babies.&lt;br /&gt;Equals to 9 months of pain, 1 hour of pleasure.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirm get A1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a lot of stupid things on my mind when I was younger. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;I just wish things were simpler in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-6566537944337406653?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6566537944337406653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6566537944337406653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6566537944337406653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6566537944337406653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-called-last-night-at-2.html' title='about me.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8476216960996414973</id><published>2008-05-02T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:26.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tear drops.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195708953793020930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdw_MmRAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/RvfdwnNBdA0/s400/rainy.gif" border="0" /&gt;I had a really bad day yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;This must have been my 1000000th time repeating the same blardy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I couldn't find my favorite belt to wear with my outfit in the morning. I practically fliped the whole house inside out. Failed.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was 4 minutes late for work.&lt;br /&gt; Next daddy came late to fetch me back from work and at the end I couldn't join my friends for dinner because I was superb late and they left me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to go for the dinner thingy! How dissapointed I was.&lt;br /&gt;Tears filled up my eyes as I sat in the car on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;I thought maybe I should call up my then boyfriend and ask him to go have dinner with me. I nooded to myself and was hoping he could make me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Hey, can you come and fetch me now so that we could&lt;br /&gt;go dinner together?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"Now? No. Don't think so."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just felt so devastated. I felt so alone to die.&lt;br /&gt;Out of anger. I took the car out and drove to a restaurant and had dinner on my own. I was so pissed that I ordered all I wanted and couldn't finish them.&lt;br /&gt;One of the waiter came up to me and ask, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Seorang je ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nodded silently. Gosh, I felt like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home I felt a tad better and decided to call the boyfriend up.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't even made me feel any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" Don't blame me for your bad day."&lt;/span&gt; He said.&lt;br /&gt;ouh.. it was just so mean. He even told me it was irritating to listen to all my nonsense stories.&lt;br /&gt;It was probably the most hurtful thing I ever heard in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;Not even a word of sorry from him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to end things once again. I'm so tired being treated the way I'm not supposed to. I'm just so tired. It was painful to leave something that has once become a part of me. I don't know. I just think I deserve better than just a piece of rotten junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdbPMmQ8I/AAAAAAAAA08/mTnrCgzNX6o/s1600-h/P1210560.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Heres a few picture I took days ago. I attempeted to make him a card. Unfortunately everything will just go into the rubbish bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdbvMmQ9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/stnb1uVySWk/s1600-h/P1210560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195708588720800722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdbvMmQ9I/AAAAAAAAA1E/stnb1uVySWk/s400/P1210560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdb_MmQ-I/AAAAAAAAA1M/f_aHjAFpFfU/s1600-h/P1210563.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195708593015768034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdb_MmQ-I/AAAAAAAAA1M/f_aHjAFpFfU/s400/P1210563.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A cute little elephant I made to go along with the card. I picked  it up and showed it to him&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;."Look! is it cute?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The replied I got was, &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" No. Not cute at all."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe I was being a bit too sensitive. But his criticism was hurtful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195708949498053618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdwvMmQ_I/AAAAAAAAA1U/NukHh-F70u8/s400/P1210561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I cut out every single heart shape out one by one. I made sure each and every heart was the same. But obviously its for no use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm won't deny that I'm heart broken.&lt;br /&gt;Every night.. I'll shut my eyes and pray for a better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8476216960996414973?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8476216960996414973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8476216960996414973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8476216960996414973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8476216960996414973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/05/tear-drops.html' title='Tear drops.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SBrdw_MmRAI/AAAAAAAAA1c/RvfdwnNBdA0/s72-c/rainy.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4854187013123416618</id><published>2008-04-30T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T09:48:58.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so it is the shorter story.&lt;br /&gt;No love. No hope. No glory. No hero in her sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wish that I hadn't wish for you.&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/4942604295820192937-4854187013123416618?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4854187013123416618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4854187013123416618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4854187013123416618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4854187013123416618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/and-so-it-is-shorter-story.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4969859750431818878</id><published>2008-04-29T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:02:33.368-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys like garlic and pepper.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog about my visit to MBA (Malaysia Blind Association) in Tun Sambatan to support an event organized by KMB (Kolej Mara Banting) to raise funds. I basically went just to give Nina some moral support because she was the event manager! But unfortunately.. pictures still haven't uploaded yet. Will cook up a story about it soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays finally started but we still do have extra classes. &lt;em&gt;*bah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been lazying a lot at home and it feels so good.&lt;br /&gt;Juney dropped by and had lunch at my place and I told her I had cook a small pot of soup for boyfriend. Since she wanted to taste my cooking I scooped a small bowl of soup for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" Eh I like the garlic in the soup. Very well cooked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;" Eiyer! Eat so much garlic can make you hamsap wan!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" Ya ya! And pepper too!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay. I so didn't know peppers can make you horny too. But I'm sure that by eating a lot of garlic actually increases you sex drive. &lt;em&gt;*wink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend came over that night to have dinner at my place. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gezzz.. Suddenly I feel my place is like some kinda rumah kebajikan offering free food to people!*&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Nah. was just joking. wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,&lt;br /&gt;after dinner boyfriend took me for a ride and ended up at his place where he was so busy watching TV and I fell asleep. Poor me!&lt;br /&gt;Then he decided to play his stupid new online game and drag me along with him. Drag me all the way up to the computer room and I just couldn't tahan anymore and crashed on a bed right next to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While sleeping, I constantly felt like I was suffocating to death. I couldn't breath. Something heavy was pressing on me. I tried to scream. Voices just wouldn't come out. I tried so hard to struggle but I was just tooo weak. I was scared. What kinda creature is that?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miraculously, I managed to open my eyes...&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I saw???!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;STUPID BOYFRIEND WAS CRASHING ON TOP ME!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big fat pig.&lt;br /&gt;Daym potong stim sial. I was dreaming about me marrying this cute-hot-smart-rich-macho prince charming in fairyland and &lt;em&gt;*pooof*&lt;/em&gt; all gone.&lt;br /&gt;No more prince charming for me. No more fairyland for me.&lt;br /&gt;Got one big fat pig on top of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-___________-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta run for now! Gotta go to work soon. And I've been not going to gym lately! I'm becoming a pig too&lt;em&gt;.*sigh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4969859750431818878?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4969859750431818878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4969859750431818878&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4969859750431818878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4969859750431818878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/boys-like-garlic-and-pepper.html' title='boys like garlic and pepper.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8084103658093512840</id><published>2008-04-22T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:28.532-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my bitches.</title><content type='html'>I was going through my whole folder of  nonsense pictures when I came across a folder with the title &lt;strong&gt;'handphone'&lt;/strong&gt;. Pictures I took using my handphone. I came across pictures I took during my 3 months national service.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I realised, I miss those time. I miss everyone back then. I miss my girls.. just so badly.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is so busy with their own life now.&lt;br /&gt;I was chatting Via MSN to Rachel the other day,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Ei, I was just thinking,wanna meet up? It's been a whole freaking year!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I got a very unexpected answer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' Yeah, but I shy to hang out with you.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Oh my god! Why la.. Haiyo.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' You so happening.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't change a single bit. I'm still the same down to earth me. If we could hang out like buddies during our national services, why not now? I'm still the same. Just because I'm out going doesn't mean my old friends should leave me right? I still keep them close at heart.&lt;br /&gt;Hope to plan up a meeting up session with them soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243675223701138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OHOj6NpI/AAAAAAAAAz0/s62VuXzcQRg/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(084).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6Os-j6NvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/KrMATsVHTVQ/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(068).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192244323763762930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6Os-j6NvI/AAAAAAAAA0k/KrMATsVHTVQ/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(068).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OtOj6NwI/AAAAAAAAA0s/MfwnOj_sXGY/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(069).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192244328058730242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OtOj6NwI/AAAAAAAAA0s/MfwnOj_sXGY/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(069).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OHuj6NqI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Exa91lfuU4c/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(045).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243683813635746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OHuj6NqI/AAAAAAAAAz8/Exa91lfuU4c/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(045).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OH-j6NrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/QPosE67Sjeg/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(063).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243688108603058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OH-j6NrI/AAAAAAAAA0E/QPosE67Sjeg/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(063).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243688108603074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OH-j6NsI/AAAAAAAAA0M/anFnbGa6VWA/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(064).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OIOj6NtI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lXjsOEwERTI/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(103).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243692403570386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OIOj6NtI/AAAAAAAAA0U/lXjsOEwERTI/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(103).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192243924331804386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OVuj6NuI/AAAAAAAAA0c/pXPgatnHUa0/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(070).jpg" border="0" /&gt;L-R: Me, Joanne, Li-Jinh, Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;I miss my bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8084103658093512840?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8084103658093512840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8084103658093512840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8084103658093512840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8084103658093512840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-miss-my-bitches.html' title='I miss my bitches.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA6OHOj6NpI/AAAAAAAAAz0/s62VuXzcQRg/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(084).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1666413099289010315</id><published>2008-04-22T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:28.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>malfunction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192030799464642178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA3MgOj6NoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SQLt_0G1rUI/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(217).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Shakira and me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating for quite a while. *my bad!*&lt;br /&gt;Mitch the bitch is too busy!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously no time! Not like I'm doing any big time business.. I just have too many things to juggle around in life that I find it hard to even stop, stare let alone to catch my breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to make time for college, work and gym.&lt;br /&gt;I come home everyday feeling so dead tired. My brain just wouldn't want to cooperate with me anymore.Brain malfunction. Yeah~ That's the word. I'll just walk to my bed like a zombie and collapse right there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've realised that I don't even have time for myself anymore. My whole weekend is fully occupied by my long working hours. I don't even have time to fucking paint my nails! Grrr.. unlike last time.. I had so much time that after painting my own nails I even had time to paint your grandmother's nails. And I don't get to see boyfriend as much as I used to. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hours a day is just insufficient for me lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired now. Off to dinner! Will try to blog as often as I can.&lt;br /&gt;Cheeerrrsss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1666413099289010315?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1666413099289010315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1666413099289010315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1666413099289010315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1666413099289010315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/malfunction.html' title='malfunction.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/SA3MgOj6NoI/AAAAAAAAAzs/SQLt_0G1rUI/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(217).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-599642715235673336</id><published>2008-04-07T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T07:13:54.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Michelle wore heels to college.</title><content type='html'>I hate it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEELS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COLLEGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;just wouldn't go well in a sentence!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Michelle wore a pair of heels to college today.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Looks wrong ok!&lt;br /&gt;The amount of times I wore heels to college is fewer than the amount of armpit hair you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The first time&lt;/strong&gt; I wore heels a.k.a wedges to college, we had to climb so many flights of stairs and had to walk from Africa to China. sheesshhh..&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got home, my legs were so numb that I thought I left them in college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The second time&lt;/strong&gt; I tried wearing heels to college,&lt;br /&gt;My lovely little heels broke off when I was just about to get in boyfriend's car as we were leaving for college.&lt;br /&gt;Potong stim sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The third time&lt;/strong&gt; I wore heels to college was this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I had fucking walk from India to Egypt to Northpole to meet Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*&lt;strong&gt;Gah!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Seriously. First I thought class was at Wisma HELP and then I just realised that the Degree students were having their exams there so we Alevels student had to shift over to the Main Block temporarily.&lt;br /&gt;The classes where like at the other end of the world where pigs flies and frogs sings. Seriously lor.&lt;br /&gt;Had to walk like a zillion kilometers just to get to class.&lt;br /&gt;Babiness.&lt;br /&gt;After one class we had to go back to Wisma HELP to attend my next class.&lt;br /&gt;Screw it man!&lt;br /&gt;By the time I got back to my class, my legs were full of blisters and it was superb painful. ='(&lt;br /&gt;There was nothing I could do except to pretend to walk as if I was in America's Next top model show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;br /&gt;NEVER EVER EVER EVER put the word &lt;strong&gt;Michelle&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt; Heels&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;College &lt;/strong&gt;in a sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-599642715235673336?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/599642715235673336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=599642715235673336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/599642715235673336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/599642715235673336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/michelle-wore-heels-to-college.html' title='Michelle wore heels to college.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6644889749374931552</id><published>2008-04-07T05:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T06:56:39.597-07:00</updated><title type='text'>overdue</title><content type='html'>*Bah*&lt;br /&gt;I hate it! Everytime I try to type a whole complete post, I'd just somehow run out of mood and shut the window down half way through it.&lt;br /&gt;And so today, by hook or by crook.. I promise to type out a whole entire post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Came back from college and drove over to boyfriend's place at night for the first time to pick him up for late dinner. While driving I was thinking to myself, " This is so not fun lar. Kecian the poor boyfriend always have to fetch me and send me home." And suddenly I felt like a man going to pick his girlfriend out for dinner. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Eventually slept over at boyfriend's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 3 p.m and drove over to Taman Tun with the boyfriend to have our late brunch. Fetched him home and drove straight back home.&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into Jolene online and ajak-ed her to watch Neal's dance competition at Taylor's College that night itself.&lt;br /&gt;We almost go lost finding our way to Sunway and just bang into every road we see and evantually got to the place safe and sound.&lt;br /&gt;Neal's team ( La Bella Maafeya) manage to get to the top 4 but unfortunately couldn't beg for the first prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8 a.m and got ready for work.&lt;br /&gt;Work work work work work work. WORK.&lt;br /&gt;then it was time to go back I was hopping around like a happy rabbit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;michelle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-6644889749374931552?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6644889749374931552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6644889749374931552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6644889749374931552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6644889749374931552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/overdue.html' title='overdue'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8540577959973650328</id><published>2008-04-03T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T05:43:20.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then the world would never know,&lt;br /&gt;the greatest story ever told,&lt;br /&gt;and did I tell you that I love you,&lt;br /&gt;just how much I really need you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8540577959973650328?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8540577959973650328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8540577959973650328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8540577959973650328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8540577959973650328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/04/then-world-would-never-know-greatest.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1763164170880046126</id><published>2008-03-31T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:29.138-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sing a sad song just to turn it around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R_Dtp0MYNdI/AAAAAAAAAzc/EWdwL9misSE/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(259).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183904473744422354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R_Dtp0MYNdI/AAAAAAAAAzc/EWdwL9misSE/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(259).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Boyfriend sits quitely as I went around doing my shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Boyfriend once told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"You walked into my life."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rolled my eyes and mumbled back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Yeah right...I think I walked out of mine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've practically gone insane dealing with all this nonesense that is causing my pathetic life to collapse.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely not PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just say we count out the few bad days I had, today is equally horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I remembered someone used to tell me shits like &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;" Oh don't worry, don't cry because it happened, instead smile because it is finally over."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah. I think so not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First my stupid hand phone died on me. It is totally K .O now. I can't even click on the menu button or even check my contacts. Looks like I've got to get a new phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over to the bank to change my ATM password and after trying a few times my card got deactivated. gah! blardy hell la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so malas to update. will find a day to blog again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1763164170880046126?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1763164170880046126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1763164170880046126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1763164170880046126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1763164170880046126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/sing-sad-song-just-to-turn-it-around.html' title='sing a sad song just to turn it around.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R_Dtp0MYNdI/AAAAAAAAAzc/EWdwL9misSE/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(259).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7445621827275680812</id><published>2008-03-27T08:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:32.514-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Club hopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7EEMYNWI/AAAAAAAAAyk/XY4kEDeCWSI/s1600-h/DSC00057.jpgdsa.jpgq2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is a super duper delayed post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, Juney, Vern, Hari, Prasad, Phrav and I went for&lt;strong&gt; Speedzone @ KL Tower.&lt;/strong&gt; Speedzone is a rave party and the event is held once every year.Since I didn't manage to go last year so I thought it was  a good idea to catch it this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*bah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I was so blardy wrong.&lt;br /&gt;First of all.. it was raining so heavily that the cold wind almost froze me to death. And we had to fucking queue up in the rain to buy the fucking tickets.&lt;br /&gt;Tiu.&lt;br /&gt;My pretty glitter shoes were soaked in ugly disgusting mud okay!!!&lt;br /&gt;After paying 33 bucks for nuts.. we were only given a bottle of mineral water! Blardy hell lor. No alcohol where can!!!&lt;br /&gt;Mahai..We didn't pay so much to drink some water that came from our toilet bowls lor..&lt;br /&gt;And the worst of all.. The music was so horrible that all of us just stood and stoned while the other underage kids were busy dancing their ass off. God dammit. They must be so fucking tone deaf that when I fart they think I'm singing. Tsk. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to layan the songs but just couldn't!&lt;/div&gt;We left with disappointment after an hour standing in there with some stupid loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Sigh.*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182441504804189602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7F0MYNaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/WcAtIUGrwLc/s400/DSC00369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Me and Juney @ Speedzone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The guys suggested to hop over to heritage row and was supposed to chill at Maison that night. While waiting for the rest to reach heritage, I was busy layaning the radio when I heard the queue to call Fly Fm to redeem free complementary passes to &lt;strong&gt;Lunar Bar&lt;/strong&gt; .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I suddenly had this urge to call up the radio station and grab those tickets. So yea.. bla bla bla..Long story short.. I called up and surprisingly manage to get through and they gave me 4 complementary passes to Lunar that night itself! Juney and Vern were so shocked because they didn't realise I had made the phone call. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dumb dumbs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Too busy layaning each other that they neglected me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So yea.. Drove over to Lunar and manage to bring all 6 of us in free!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lunar was awesome! The view from up there was magnificent! Overlooking the whole KL at night was just so beautiful and there was a pretty pool beside the bar. The DJ was so hot I can die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We were like the youngest there lor...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7E0MYNXI/AAAAAAAAAys/lyZ6x6Ov1ao/s1600-h/DSC00057.jpgdsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182441487624320370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7E0MYNXI/AAAAAAAAAys/lyZ6x6Ov1ao/s400/DSC00057.jpgdsa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Juney@ Lunar Bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7FUMYNZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Nn80NEgV1rM/s1600-h/DSC00056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182441496214254994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7FUMYNZI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Nn80NEgV1rM/s400/DSC00056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Prasad,me,Juney,Vern and Phrav.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yea, I didn't drink much because I had work the next day and I had to drive back home that night. After Lunar, we then hopped over to Heritage to chill for a bit before heading home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It was so sweet for Hari, Prasad and Phrav to escort me all the way home and made sure I drove home safely! Thanks guys. Muacks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One more thing! My nephew who is 2 years older than me just got married last year and here is a picture of him and his cute lil baby!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have yet to see the baby personally yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The baby look so adorable lor.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"Jie, come and see the baby's picture."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"eeeekkk... so cute!!! Like monk only leh!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;correct right? like monk lor!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182441491919287682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7FEMYNYI/AAAAAAAAAy0/CzVZCuJXv8M/s400/DSC00110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. gotta put some sugar under my pillow now for sweet dreams! Tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7445621827275680812?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7445621827275680812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7445621827275680812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7445621827275680812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7445621827275680812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/club-hopping.html' title='Club hopping.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-u7F0MYNaI/AAAAAAAAAzE/WcAtIUGrwLc/s72-c/DSC00369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4888455013667107290</id><published>2008-03-21T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T17:27:05.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Too late to aplogize.</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry if my previous post had caused a stir.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I didn't pick up the phone or replied any message because I was sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;No party have to apologize for it.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't meant to hurt or offend anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Do not point fingers at anyone. It wasn't a secret so do not blame the person who told me.&lt;br /&gt;No party have to deny it. No party have to bring this topic up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;My blog has always been a place where I pour out all my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Whether it is about happy stuff or sad stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't use any vulgar words in my previous post because I wasn't even angry at anyone. I knew my mistakes and I don't deny them.&lt;br /&gt;There is no conflict needed to determined who is right and wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't mind the criticism.&lt;br /&gt;It is better I know the truth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4888455013667107290?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4888455013667107290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4888455013667107290&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4888455013667107290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4888455013667107290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/too-late-to-aplogize.html' title='Too late to aplogize.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5197115488455672810</id><published>2008-03-21T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-21T05:36:27.804-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blame me for your broken heart.</title><content type='html'>Daddy came knocking on my door this morning. "Oh my god larh!" I screamed as I hopped out of bed. Dammit! Late... fucking late... Classs started at 8 a.m and I woke up at 9 a.m.. Rushed my ass off to college and 2 minutes after I entered class, Ms Charmaine said it was time for us to go. *bah!* Fucking waste my time. Grrrrrr.. The worst part was I had no class after that!!!! So basically I woke up and rushed to college for fucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Juney after my class and she accompanied me to RHB bank to settle some stuff. Then we hung out at the mamak stall as I waited for boyfriend to fetch me back from college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been hearing stuff about me saying that I have been neglacting everything including my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I don't deny. But again, why am I the only victim of this? Not like I don't know my mistakes. Not like I never try to put in any effort to straighten things up.&lt;br /&gt;I did! I did all I could. I admit I wasn't trying hard enough. But at least I did try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone said I had changed from bad to worse and I can actually do way better with my results.&lt;br /&gt;You must be joking right?&lt;br /&gt;How would a person know how hard I have been studying? Just because I go out often with the boyfriend doesn't mean I don't burn the midnight oil and study my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about the rest? Why can't they see other people's mistakes? I know a few people who used to be super holy who only talks about nothing else but god. But how suprised I was to find out they drink and moreover get drunk more often than I do!&lt;br /&gt;I know a person who used to hate people who smokes and took smoking as a taboo. Look what happend now, the person started smoking like a chimnny and even hangs out till late night.&lt;br /&gt;I myself seldom drink, smoke or even hang out till late night. Most of the time I'll be back home even before 11p.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the conclusion is, as long as you score good grades in your examination, you are allowed to drink till you get drunk, smoke till you die and hang out till the sun rises the next day? Is that so?&lt;br /&gt;What a pity.&lt;br /&gt;gawd... If that is true, maybe I should blame my parents for teaching me the wrong thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it is Good Friday today so I don't wanna bitch too much.&lt;br /&gt;After fetching me from college, boyfriend drove me to BSC and then met up with his uncle Bobby and Arnold because Arnold wanted to enquire about HELP college. After having lunch with them @ TTDI we had to rush home because I had to attend church for Good Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;I gotta run now! tata~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5197115488455672810?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5197115488455672810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5197115488455672810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5197115488455672810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5197115488455672810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/blame-me-for-your-broken-heart.html' title='blame me for your broken heart.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2714667649470837172</id><published>2008-03-20T05:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:33.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kena saman</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;I pray that we make it through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Make it through the fall, make it through it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want to fall into pieces. I just want to sit and stare at you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't want to talk about it. Because I'm in love with you.&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-JegkMYNSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/RXtxl7-Xx_g/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(264).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179806434993911074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-JegkMYNSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/RXtxl7-Xx_g/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(264).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda prolly gonna come screaming at me until all her saliva drys up after reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;Not because I slept with her boyfriend.muahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But because I didn't ditch my boyfriend. AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;But I swear I did try!! We did talk about it. I did tell him I need time off for myself. But things never end up the way I wanted it to be.Maybe, I'm not ready after all.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-Jk5kMYNVI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ojI32mA0zkM/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179813461560407378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-Jk5kMYNVI/AAAAAAAAAyc/ojI32mA0zkM/s400/xang-bummed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... Sorry for not updating my blog for a very long time!&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend has been sleeping over at my place for the past 2 days. And last night I went over to his place to sleep over instead.&lt;br /&gt;We've been going to Toy City and Toys'R'Us so often lately and both of us even signed up as members with a joint account. =.="  The only thing boyfriend checks out are stupid Ferrari cars and stupid Ferrari transporter truck and stupid transformers.&lt;br /&gt;Can die.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they look at something more fun like Barbie dolls or my little pony or my little pet house?&lt;br /&gt;I got so frustrated looking at all those stupid robotic toys that I told him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"Next time I dowan to give birth to a son!!! I don't care lor, if come out son I sure throw into the longkang until I give birth to a girl lor!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I told boyfriend that robots and cars are super duper stupid toys because all you do is push it around and move parts of the robot's body. He gave me a cock stare and stared preaching how valuable all the toys are..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-Jk5UMYNUI/AAAAAAAAAyU/2Um5QTfj-HY/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179813457265440066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-Jk5UMYNUI/AAAAAAAAAyU/2Um5QTfj-HY/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Yada yada..Seriously!!! You don't even use you brain to play them unlike Lego or Scrabble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning when boyfriend and I were on our way back from his place after having lunch at Bangsar Village, suddenly we met a roadblock. Luckily boyfriend's reaction was fast enough to tell me to put on my seat belt and pretended everything was alright.Suddenly a policeman waved and instructed us to pull over.&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend winded down the car window and asked what was his offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Mintak IC dan lesen memandu encik."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Apa kesalahan saye?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Had laju kat sini ialah 80km/j tapi encik bawak 93km/j. Sudah lebih 13 km/j."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;" Tak.. saye sumpah. I tak buat salah pon!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Encik bawak lebih 13! Kena saman 300 ringgit tau!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"Ape kesalahan saye? Saye tak buat pun!!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The policeman kept emphasizing that we will kena 300 ringgit saman. Boyfriend refused to bribe him and insisted we didn't do anything wrong. After a long conversation, the policeman just walked away without even giving us any saman slip and another policeman instructed us to move on. Watafak!! All they wanted was bribery.. thinking that we are youngsters and able to bully us.. terrible!!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-Jk5EMYNTI/AAAAAAAAAyM/TTqHouyT_ME/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179813452970472754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-Jk5EMYNTI/AAAAAAAAAyM/TTqHouyT_ME/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for their slogan&lt;strong&gt; " CEPAT, BETUL DAN MESRA."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correct wut.&lt;br /&gt;Bila kamu buat salah mereka &lt;strong&gt;cepat cepat&lt;/strong&gt; datang saman kerana mereka selalu &lt;strong&gt;betul.&lt;/strong&gt; Bila bagi rasuh mereka cepat cepat bersikap&lt;strong&gt; mesra&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Now I know why it make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-2714667649470837172?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2714667649470837172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2714667649470837172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2714667649470837172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2714667649470837172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/kena-saman.html' title='Kena saman'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R-JegkMYNSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/RXtxl7-Xx_g/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(264).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4203244775678000315</id><published>2008-03-17T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:05:47.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry I had to take off the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhh!!&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I'm having conflicts with myself.&lt;br /&gt;So retarded la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4203244775678000315?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4203244775678000315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4203244775678000315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4203244775678000315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4203244775678000315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/sorry-i-had-to-take-off-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5063357692510066708</id><published>2008-03-14T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:33.638-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The sun rises.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9o8EcBIx6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/a_e4g3Op6QI/s1600-h/P1190213.jpgsqw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177516768553912226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9o8EcBIx6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/a_e4g3Op6QI/s400/P1190213.jpgsqw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was daym pei lah!&lt;br /&gt;I was so hard working for the first time to stay back to attend my replacement class but the class ended up being canceled!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;tiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasted 4 hours of my life doing nothing in college. 4 hours leh!! That is like enough time to even grow your own taugeh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Juney's class to dismiss and traveled home together with her. Both of us were talking about how silly guys &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(or more like our boyfriends)&lt;/span&gt; are when they think that cars actually have feelings. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*swt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;' You know what? I told Vern how funny it was about what Dom said about cars having feelings.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'hahaha. omfgbbqabc. Then what Vern said?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;'He stared at me seriously and said,NOT FUNNY OK. CARS DO HAVE FEELINGS!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O M G&lt;/strong&gt; ... Someone should go slap the sense hell out of their brains man~! It is a fucking car la! Not your blardy girlfriend!&lt;br /&gt;First boyfriend was telling me about how smart his car was and was able to think by itself because it has a brain on its own. &lt;strong&gt;-.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started talking to his car.&lt;strong&gt; -.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next he was pampering his car and refused to drive it out. &lt;strong&gt;-.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' My car need to manja wan. Then only can go faster.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' GOOD. Next time you go marry your car can already. If you need to fuck, please kindly use the exhaust pipe.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watafak right? In that case, everybody have not need to fix turbo already. Just bring your car to bed and hug it to sleep, then next morning it will miraculously run faster than a Ferrari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off to meet up with Nina!! Me miss her much much!&lt;br /&gt;Love, xoxo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5063357692510066708?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5063357692510066708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5063357692510066708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5063357692510066708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5063357692510066708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/sun-rises.html' title='The sun rises.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9o8EcBIx6I/AAAAAAAAAx8/a_e4g3Op6QI/s72-c/P1190213.jpgsqw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-724397755631675423</id><published>2008-03-13T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:34.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results sucked the cock.</title><content type='html'>What's new?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I've finally received my A-Levels results.Nothing to be proud of . &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*seriously*&lt;/span&gt; Results were just plain suck-cock horrible!!! Maybe if they had a Sucking Cock course, I might just excel in it. Tsk. Don't want to talk about it lah. Daym saddening lor.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpsMBIx4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/63QW7_jGukk/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215085756073858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpsMBIx4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/63QW7_jGukk/s400/xang-bummed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfriend was nice enough to fetch me from college on Monday to do shopping for my new shoes for work.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpscBIx5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/ynkOweBuvEA/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215090051041170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpscBIx5I/AAAAAAAAAx0/ynkOweBuvEA/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We walked around the whole Sunway Pyramids just to search for a pair of fucking black heels. I just didn't know it was farking hard to find a pair of black heels lor!! My legs almost broke into a million pieces due to too much walking.Finally found a pair from NOSE but they ran out of stock so we went over to get it from the One Utama branch..&lt;br /&gt;He stayed over that night and we cooked spaghetti for supper at 3a.m. and ended up having stomach ache the next morning. Swt. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;MUST BE THE COOKING! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;@#*!!!??%$!#&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I started work yesterday at Bangsar Village. The doink doink boyfriend wanted to watch the Singaporean movie-Ah Long Ptd. Ltd. before my work starts and almost made me late for work!!! I like my job so far larrrr.. Boyfriend was so sweet to stay there and wait for me from the minute I started work until the last minute my work ended. =) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*muacks dear!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; All because the supervisor wasn't around so he was allowed to hang out with me while I work&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.* kekeke =) kekeke.*&lt;/span&gt; After work, Boyfriend and I went for our late dinner and then he put up a night at my place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Since he was being so nice. I shall post a picture of him acting as a cute la-la mui.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a title="Myspace Glitter Graphics" href="http://blingee.com/blingee/view/50241841-ass" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img title="ass" height="400" alt="ass" src="http://image.blingee.com/images15/content/output/000/000/000/2fe/86251255_914970.gif" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This picture somehow reminds me of those ham-sap Japanese Soldier who ruled Malaya.keke.&lt;strong&gt;-.-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning and I cooked breakfast for him. He dropped me off college and I spent the rest of the day with my stupid college mates. =p Celine actually passed me a ticket to attend an event 'THIS IS LOVE' organised by Nike. It is the largest all women event in Malaysia!! And YUPS! I'm definitely going for it. Get to party with superstar&lt;strong&gt; Che'nelle&lt;/strong&gt; as well!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*double yay*&lt;/span&gt; After college Omar was nice enough to fetch me back and here am I blogging about it.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpr8BIx3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/8sno-rwkOrE/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215081461106546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpr8BIx3I/AAAAAAAAAxk/8sno-rwkOrE/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Amanda stupid. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boyfriend was telling me what happened via MSN when he asked for extra allowance from his daddy just now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' I ask him for 600 bux, then he bising.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' LOL'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' You know what he gave &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;me?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' What?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' A tight slap on the back of my head until my knowlegde all came out.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpq8BIx1I/AAAAAAAAAxU/MlapIDsF4R0/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215064281237330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpq8BIx1I/AAAAAAAAAxU/MlapIDsF4R0/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;......so now you become stupid adi la?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;' &lt;strong&gt;NO&lt;/strong&gt;! Still smart. Because I have &lt;strong&gt;THAT &lt;/strong&gt;much of knowledge in&lt;br /&gt;me.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpr8BIx2I/AAAAAAAAAxc/GILNVn8zKrw/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177215081461106530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpr8BIx2I/AAAAAAAAAxc/GILNVn8zKrw/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Super perasan can die dot com. I don't  know where he get all his lame jokes. Maybe I should get him a bottle stopper for his birthady present so that he can stuff them in his ears. Then his knowledge won't flow out even when his dad smacks his head! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I better go get studying for my criminal law mocks tomorrow and stop talking cock! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Love, tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-724397755631675423?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/724397755631675423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=724397755631675423&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/724397755631675423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/724397755631675423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/results-sucked-cock.html' title='Results sucked the cock.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9kpsMBIx4I/AAAAAAAAAxs/63QW7_jGukk/s72-c/xang-bummed.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-9062920691642325581</id><published>2008-03-08T05:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:36.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dumb Dumd Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175357770098591378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KQeMBIxpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/PCet0B1G8-4/s400/P1200992+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to state the word &lt;strong&gt;BOYFRIEND&lt;/strong&gt; in my every post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Makes me feel like as if I'm stew-peed-ly, hopelessly, madly in love with him.&lt;em&gt; *I don't deny*&lt;/em&gt; But I can't help it because we spend practically everyday, every minute, every second doing things together. So here goes again.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was supposed to sleep over at Juney's place last night but my parents kena some random psycho attack and objected my idea&lt;em&gt;..*sigh*&lt;/em&gt; So instead, the BOYFRIEND came over and put up a night at my place.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTw8BIxvI/AAAAAAAAAwg/j7ziJXikUVw/s1600-h/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361390756022002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTw8BIxvI/AAAAAAAAAwg/j7ziJXikUVw/s400/pleased.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTwcBIxuI/AAAAAAAAAwY/SR2QIcEO-wM/s1600-h/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361382166087394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTwcBIxuI/AAAAAAAAAwY/SR2QIcEO-wM/s400/pleased.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Woke up the next morning and went out for our super late breakfast, or rather brunch because by the time we met up with Juney, Vern, Jolene and Graeme @ Pizza Hut, boyfriend and I were so bloated like balloons and couldn't eat nomore!!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTwMBIxsI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Sb7C6NDzRGA/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361377871120066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTwMBIxsI/AAAAAAAAAwI/Sb7C6NDzRGA/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How I miss my stupid friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shortly after hanging out with them, I had to rush to Bangsar Village for my job interview!!! Gosh. I was 30 minutes late!!*tsk tsk* bad bad impression I gave. And for the first time... I DROVE TO BANGSAR!!!! I was so late for the job interview that we didn't have the time to go back to my place to take boyfriend's car but instead took mommie's car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't dare to drive at first, but the donkey boyfriend kept insisting&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;' &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yerrrr... I don't dare. Scaredddddd..&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTw8BIxwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/WpTowaLuIVY/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361390756022018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTw8BIxwI/AAAAAAAAAwo/WpTowaLuIVY/s400/xang-bummed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'YOU HAVE TO LEARN!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;soooooo.. I had to force myself to drive to Bangsar! goshhh.. you should seen how much he complained about my driving. This not right, that not right.He kept telling me how scary my driving is!!! Hmmmpphhhh!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;#*!!??!!$#&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;He kept shouting at me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Brake! Brake! Brake! Press the brake la!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Change gear la!! Change now!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Balance your clutch la!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;faints*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I would like to take back my words on saying how lucky I am to have a boyfriend like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, I couldn't tahan anymore...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;'CAN YOU PLEASE NOT CRITICIZE MY DRIVING ANYMORE? SO STRESSFUL LA.YOU&lt;br /&gt;DON'T LIKE IT YOU GET OUT!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wahhh.. like hero. kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I was 30 minutes late for the job interview but luckily the woman was nice enough.hehe. YUPS! I got the job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! oh! And I saw really nice colourful cupcakes at Bangsar Village!! Just couldn't resist them and bought them! Just so adorable!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KUk8BIxzI/AAAAAAAAAxA/CZNRjH9uZQ8/s1600-h/love0002.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175362284109219634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KUk8BIxzI/AAAAAAAAAxA/CZNRjH9uZQ8/s400/love0002.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KQe8BIxqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fly62reDeZY/s1600-h/P1200995.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175357782983493282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KQe8BIxqI/AAAAAAAAAv4/fly62reDeZY/s400/P1200995.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KQfcBIxrI/AAAAAAAAAwA/t9A6TDzX8Hs/s1600-h/P1210007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175357791573427890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KQfcBIxrI/AAAAAAAAAwA/t9A6TDzX8Hs/s400/P1210007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*so cuttteeee*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just wish to keep those cupcakes and don't eat them!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back home, our car's petrol was runnig real low. So I stopped at a petrol kisok,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Dear.. can you please help me to fill up the petrol?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'NO! Fill yourself.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'Harrrr.. But I don't know how.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'Learn la!'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No. seriously lor! I really dunno how to fill up the petrol tank..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*slaps own head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was super scared lor.SERIOUSLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thousand of psycho thoughts ran through my mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if the petrol spill all over me if I do it wrongly?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;What if I do it wrongly and blow up the whole petrol kiosk?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I go blind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then it will burn my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then no one will marry me!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay lar..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Luckily there was this nice malay worker at the petrol kiosk who was nice enough to help me fill up the tank lor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*phewwwwww*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was being so polite and kept smiling at me.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTwcBIxtI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/2D9WDNM2Smw/s1600-h/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175361382166087378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KTwcBIxtI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/2D9WDNM2Smw/s400/pleased.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that nothing happened to me,somebody will still marry me.. kekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta run for now! Laterrrrr.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-9062920691642325581?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/9062920691642325581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=9062920691642325581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9062920691642325581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9062920691642325581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/dumb-dumd-boyfriend.html' title='Dumb Dumd Boyfriend'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9KQeMBIxpI/AAAAAAAAAvw/PCet0B1G8-4/s72-c/P1200992+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-144443264084401718</id><published>2008-03-06T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:36.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence kills.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9DGd-E6WYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/MBmQHW9vb9c/s1600-h/Deja_vu__by_Thirdeyee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174854190030805378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9DGd-E6WYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/MBmQHW9vb9c/s400/Deja_vu__by_Thirdeyee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;LONELY.&lt;/div&gt;Urh. Yeah. That is probably how I'm feeling right now. *bah*&lt;br /&gt;I'm all alone in the college library surrounded by tons of unknown human burying their head under their books. Its so quite here that when I open my mouth, it makes me feel like a loudspeaker.&lt;br /&gt;oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class ended at 10am but it is already 1pm and I'm still patiently waiting for the useless boyfriend to pick me up.He promised to fetch me at 12pm ok!!!! I called him for more than 10 times and yet he hasn't pick up his phone because he is still sleeping. He is blardy testing my patient I tell you!&lt;br /&gt;I don't care. When he comes later... I'm so gonna throw a humongous bitch fit campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will not friend him anymore and I don't  want to talk to him and won't even think of touching that filthy pig!!!! *heh*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, luckily I'm in a good mood today because the weekend has finally arrived and I'm going for a job interview at Bangsar Village later on at 6pm! I've got no idea why did I even sign up for it. I mean, I wasn't even taking it seriously! =X&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I'm feeling abit grumpy today. Blame myself for sleeping at 4am last night knowing that I've gotta wake up at 7.30am for class the next day. Curse blogger! I stayed up the whole night editing my blogskin!!!My eyes are like panda's eyes right now @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurmmmm.... Since I've got all the time in the world.. I shall blog about what I did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was daym sway okay! I ter-forgot to bring my handphone to college which made me feel like a handicap person.&lt;br /&gt;I had my accounts mocks yesterday speaking of which I practically screwed the whole thing up. I only manage to finish up 1 and the half questions in which 70% of it contains chemically active bullshits. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*uh-huh*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tumpang-ed June's car home because she drove to college but I ended up following her all the way to Bangi to fetch her beloved bgoyfriend,Vern. kekeke. Daym semangat lor she. Have to go through all the traffic jams and long journey to fetch him back. *salute*&lt;br /&gt;Again I'd love to announce how lucky I am to have my boyfriend. Because he's rather die than to let me fetch him around which also means I don't have to drive him around!!!!! =D wakkakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aights. The Librarian is chasing me off. He said time is up for me! I can't use this comp anymore.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*cherrrrssss*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love. xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9DGCOE6WXI/AAAAAAAAAvg/rZPjx98M9xc/s1600-h/Deja_vu__by_Thirdeyee.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-144443264084401718?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/144443264084401718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=144443264084401718&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/144443264084401718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/144443264084401718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/silence-kills.html' title='Silence kills.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R9DGd-E6WYI/AAAAAAAAAvo/MBmQHW9vb9c/s72-c/Deja_vu__by_Thirdeyee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5186024030592652846</id><published>2008-03-03T02:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:37.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping malls out of stock.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173453847092173538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8vM3SHOmuI/AAAAAAAAAvA/iRCwGNzl6xU/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(254).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and I went to Sunway Pyramid on Thursday. Watched a movie - Playboy cops. *p/s: got hawt guys!*&lt;br /&gt;We had a fight over which movie to watch.Seriously lor.. guys are very very stupid.&lt;br /&gt;First he asked me to suggest which movie to watch and I told him I wanted to watch 'martian child'. I kept insisting on watch 'martian child' but he ended up buying tickets for playboys cop. STUPID.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really pissed lor!!! Tiu. If don't want to watch the movie I had suggested, WHY EVEN BOTHER TO FUCKING ASK WHAT MOVIE I WANT TO WATCH, right?!!!! Guys got no brains!!!!!!! So typical.&lt;br /&gt;After movies he came over and put up a night at my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173453855682108146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8vM3yHOmvI/AAAAAAAAAvI/1g0sAxP5e78/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(249).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend brought me to Mid Valley to make up with me because he knew I wanted to watch 'martian child' so badly can die. Unfortunately no more tickets. So we ended up watching 'Vantage Point'. We went over to the Gardens.Boyfriend put up another night at my place again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173453842797206226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8vM3CHOmtI/AAAAAAAAAu4/UkQDZYur-4I/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(247)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;Laze at home the whole day with the boyfriend and my family. It was rainy and the weather was soOoooOo niceeee.. June didn't sound too good and so she came over to my place and hang out with us. I'm glad shes all okay now! =) At night boyfriend and I went to Asia cafe to chill with his friends. I so FUCKING didn't know they wanted to watch footie lor. I kena con.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I KENA CON!!! *@#*!!!!?*@!!!&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I blardy hate footie lor. But I still watch anyway. I don't understand why millions of DUMB people even bother to watching 22 idiots running around chasing a small tiny ball.&lt;strong&gt; =.="&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;Boyfriend and I brought mommie and lil brat to Sunway Pyramids to do some shopping. Iamsolazytotypesomemore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekekkekke. aiyar.. will blog later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5186024030592652846?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5186024030592652846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5186024030592652846&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5186024030592652846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5186024030592652846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/03/shopping-malls-out-of-stock.html' title='shopping malls out of stock.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8vM3SHOmuI/AAAAAAAAAvA/iRCwGNzl6xU/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(254).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8270741239241205170</id><published>2008-02-26T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:39.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me random as ever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5Z1D8m-I/AAAAAAAAAuo/tPoJq2Jsp70/s1600-h/lukisgi7.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P3llD8m4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/yqyP2yneNm0/s1600-h/P1190401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171249022127348610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P3llD8m4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/yqyP2yneNm0/s400/P1190401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I took this picture a while ago when I was on a vacation at a beach.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P45VD8m5I/AAAAAAAAAuA/oq9MJlSMqjw/s1600-h/animal0026.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171250460941392786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P45VD8m5I/AAAAAAAAAuA/oq9MJlSMqjw/s400/animal0026.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5Z1D8m-I/AAAAAAAAAuo/tPoJq2Jsp70/s1600-h/lukisgi7.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;June drove me to college today. Yes. Terrible jam. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P45lD8m6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/NTtm2i01DN4/s1600-h/sign0080.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171250465236360098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P45lD8m6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/NTtm2i01DN4/s400/sign0080.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traffic was literally crawling bumper to bumper. At some point, I'd suggest to walk because it was definitely faster to walk lor. Yes. We ended up one hour late for class. . Super &lt;strong&gt;Watafak &lt;/strong&gt;right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Boyfriend called me during class and we talked abit. Then he called again during my break and told me how he accidentally sent a lovey dovey message that was supposed to send to me to a guy and the guy replied,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Fuck you!! What you want? Who are you!!!?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The boyfriend didn't even realise it wasn't me and thought I went nuts or something to reply him something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P451D8m9I/AAAAAAAAAug/01UMvnPIOOQ/s1600-h/sign0094.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171250469531327442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P451D8m9I/AAAAAAAAAug/01UMvnPIOOQ/s400/sign0094.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay. College is killing me. I had class from 8am till 6pm. Can die I tell you.I told Shakira ,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think I'm going to die already.Don't think I can even survive&lt;br /&gt;the next class.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P451D8m8I/AAAAAAAAAuY/loVe_UidYGE/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171250469531327426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P451D8m8I/AAAAAAAAAuY/loVe_UidYGE/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh yea? Don't forget to invite me to your funeral yah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Somehow, Shakira wasn't being helpful at all.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P45lD8m7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Wcm1xmur7QM/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171250465236360114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P45lD8m7I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Wcm1xmur7QM/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh oh! And juniors in my college.... I don't know whether it is just me or what? No wait, it can't be just me because even Amanda and Shakira agrees with me!!! I officially think they are trying too hard to grow up lor. They are always trying hard to act cool and doing &lt;strong&gt;gedik&lt;/strong&gt; stuff which somehow annoys me. I mean like.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hello??!! You are just some newbie in college wanna lagak as if you are some kinda big time gangsta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; There was this guy flirting around with chicks padahal he already has a girlfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not that I'm stalking him larh! But I somehow see him everywhere I go!! Dude, go get your own hang out place la!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tsk tsk.. kids.. they think being in college is so cool. I don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;oh wateverrrrr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;By the way, after accounts class I over heard Joshua's conversation with Alison which is also his girlfriend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;"ellie, later you drive us home ok?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"har? why?"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;"because I'm tired."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OKAYYYYYYY.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Now I wanna tell the whole entire world how lucky I am to have my boyfriend. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope. Not because he treats me like a princess.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But because he doesn't trust my driving, which means.... I don't have to drive him around!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*phewwwww*&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5aVD8m_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jER9sYx0iRY/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171251027877075954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5aVD8m_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jER9sYx0iRY/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5aVD8m_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jER9sYx0iRY/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171251027877075954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5aVD8m_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jER9sYx0iRY/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yay!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think he'd rather die than to sit in the car I'm driving lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm so random today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;p/s:&lt;/strong&gt; Thanks KJ for dropping me home today!!!! Had a great time talking to you. I kinda miss those old days where we used to hang on the phone talking for hours over my stupid problematic life..xoxo.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5aVD8m_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jER9sYx0iRY/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171251027877075954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P5aVD8m_I/AAAAAAAAAuw/jER9sYx0iRY/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8270741239241205170?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8270741239241205170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8270741239241205170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8270741239241205170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8270741239241205170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-took-this-picture-while-ago-when-i.html' title='Me random as ever.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8P3llD8m4I/AAAAAAAAAt4/yqyP2yneNm0/s72-c/P1190401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5586979002453310249</id><published>2008-02-25T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:42.199-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance me off my feet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170844354603686738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHi1D8m1I/AAAAAAAAAtg/hKPyQxo36ZY/s400/P1200769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Last Saturday I made sure I reserved my entire Saturday night free, just so that I can attend  Moggie a.k.a Deepa &amp;amp; her sister, Subanya's Arangetram.&lt;br /&gt;I've known Moggie since I was 14 and since then she has been inviting me every year without fail to attend her classical Indian dance performance which I always couldn't make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since this time is her official 'graduation' from her dance, I made sure I survive world war three just to attend it!!! According to Prash, it wasn't an easy thing to graduate from this dance and not everyone can do it.&lt;br /&gt;Anusha told me it was a formal thing. She told me to wear something 'GRAND'. But Juney and I end up wearing our usual outing clothes and made a fool out of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No seriously! I didn't expect it to be this grand lor!!! Everyone wore sarees (despite the fact that most of them who attended were Indians.) Juney and I were the few MCA people and I kinda feel awkward because I've never seen so many MIC people get together before!!!!! I'm serious. Not trying to be racist. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(don't tell me about the Hindraf thing. I wasn't there to witness. I've only seen dandruff before.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No photos were allowed. So my poor camera was hiding in the bag all time crying. kekeke. I was really impressed by Moggie and Subanya's performance. Seriously lor.. They performed 9 different classical dances for about two hours!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Their stamina must be better than David Beckham!!!&lt;br /&gt;I so&lt;strong&gt; L.O.V.E&lt;/strong&gt; their performance tho I was left blur most of the time wondering whats the meaning of their dance steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to blog more but the lil brat is bugging me to fetch her out! Blog later! here are some pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata~ muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170844333128850210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHhlD8myI/AAAAAAAAAtI/H6SLh-UlYGw/s400/P1200744.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Prash and I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170844320243948306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHg1D8mxI/AAAAAAAAAtA/4zp23he74Jk/s400/P1200748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;Mitch the bitch, Anusha my slut, Nisha baybie, Juney Judelyn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KJC1D8m2I/AAAAAAAAAto/2izcI6RxOLo/s1600-h/P1200762.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170846003871128418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KJC1D8m2I/AAAAAAAAAto/2izcI6RxOLo/s400/P1200762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt; Me and my slut.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170844346013752130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHiVD8m0I/AAAAAAAAAtY/8bVtdiuS8AI/s400/P1200752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Nisha and Prash the man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHiFD8mzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/oJ6XIuxcBm0/s1600-h/P1200766.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170844341718784818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHiFD8mzI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/oJ6XIuxcBm0/s400/P1200766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Juney and Prash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5586979002453310249?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5586979002453310249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5586979002453310249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5586979002453310249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5586979002453310249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/dance-me-off-my-feet.html' title='Dance me off my feet.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R8KHi1D8m1I/AAAAAAAAAtg/hKPyQxo36ZY/s72-c/P1200769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8167428249577482378</id><published>2008-02-22T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:44.122-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You made my day.</title><content type='html'>I lost in gambling at June's place again last night.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been winning any shit at all this year. *bah*&lt;br /&gt;The boyfriend promised to give me some money to gamble once he drop me off at June's place but I ter-forgot about it when I saw a lizard on his car top. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;"eeiikkkk.. LIZARDDDDDDD!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;I screamed as I slammed the car door and ran into June's house totally forgetting about the money. Failed. Can die dot com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago the boyfriend bought me something from GUESS that I really really like!&lt;br /&gt;Initially I liked another bag with a different design but unfortunately it ran out of stock and the display one was horribly ruined. This bag was my second best choice and I like it equally alot!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lGFD8mqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/vracHCizykg/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170032421101148834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lGFD8mqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/vracHCizykg/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lF1D8mpI/AAAAAAAAAsA/sOXK22OT1f4/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170032416806181522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lF1D8mpI/AAAAAAAAAsA/sOXK22OT1f4/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Stupid things like this bag actually made me really happy. I just couldn't stop grinning from ear to ear all the way!!&lt;br /&gt;Poor boyfriend. It cost him quite a bomb.. right dear? =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170026343722424882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-fkVD8mjI/AAAAAAAAArQ/xvdxdKYx5V4/s400/P1200600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170026352312359490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-fk1D8mkI/AAAAAAAAArY/34fFqlIs3KI/s400/P1200601.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170026382377130578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-fmlD8mlI/AAAAAAAAArg/zx5pIqFgFdM/s400/P1200603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks baby! I &lt;strong&gt;*heart*&lt;/strong&gt; you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love the bag alot! But I love you even more.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lFVD8mmI/AAAAAAAAAro/dtBiOqj90eE/s1600-h/love0033.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170032408216246882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lFVD8mmI/AAAAAAAAAro/dtBiOqj90eE/s400/love0033.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*muacks muacks*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lb1D8mrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/B2dU8XyEx3g/s1600-h/th_hearts3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170032794763303602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lb1D8mrI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/B2dU8XyEx3g/s400/th_hearts3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lcVD8muI/AAAAAAAAAso/OeplgLBcn7E/s1600-h/th_hearts3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170032803353238242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lcVD8muI/AAAAAAAAAso/OeplgLBcn7E/s400/th_hearts3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lcVD8mtI/AAAAAAAAAsg/RB9LyosSh3g/s1600-h/th_hearts3.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170032803353238226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lcVD8mtI/AAAAAAAAAsg/RB9LyosSh3g/s400/th_hearts3.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8167428249577482378?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8167428249577482378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8167428249577482378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8167428249577482378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8167428249577482378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='You made my day.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7-lGFD8mqI/AAAAAAAAAsI/vracHCizykg/s72-c/xang-laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1750447732021854035</id><published>2008-02-18T01:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:47.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fallen time day.</title><content type='html'>Amanda literally sulked and complained how much she wasted her energy visiting my blog everyday just to read but always end up in dissapointmeant because I never up date my blog. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOE1D8mhI/AAAAAAAAArA/9hL-INjzO_E/s1600-h/sign0007.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168247892254431762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOE1D8mhI/AAAAAAAAArA/9hL-INjzO_E/s400/sign0007.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/s: Not like she need so much energy to click on my link oso wanna complain so much.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She was so pat gua and super kepo wanting to find out how I celebrated Valentine.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOFFD8miI/AAAAAAAAArI/LAZpCHRtMDc/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168247896549399074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOFFD8miI/AAAAAAAAArI/LAZpCHRtMDc/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay lor.Here I go....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Valentine's eve,&lt;br /&gt;I manage to spend the night at the boyfriend's place. Curling up together in bed then dose off like babies. Well.. the truth is I look more like a baby and he look like a pig. kekeke.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOEVD8mgI/AAAAAAAAAq4/k6t9XLevV3k/s1600-h/cowdance.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168247883664497154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOEVD8mgI/AAAAAAAAAq4/k6t9XLevV3k/s400/cowdance.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super early the next morning and took my shower then he send me home to get a few books for college..... Which didn't quite work out because he somehow of rather manage to sweet talk me and talked me into skipping college the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a lunch at Sri Melaka@ TTDI. Then headed to the Sunway Pyramids.Was my first time going there after they  renovated the whole place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was humongous I tell you!!! Its so gonna be the next One Utama! The parking lots were chunted with red light on it but turns green whenever there is an empty parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing that I don't understand. WHERE DO ALL THESE PEOPLE COME FROM? No, seriously! When we only had a couple of shopping malls around like One Utama and Mid Valley those placed were ever so crowded. But now that they have enlarge Pyraimds.. THE FUCKING PLACE IS STILL FUCKING PACKED WITH HUMANS!!! grrrrr.. We wasted half and hour of my precious life finding for a parking lot.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNJFD8mdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/eznONT8i0Ks/s1600-h/sign0094.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168246865757247954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNJFD8mdI/AAAAAAAAAqg/eznONT8i0Ks/s400/sign0094.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So anyway.. We managed to walked around. And then had dinner at Sushi King because I felt like eating sushi. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOD1D8mfI/AAAAAAAAAqw/IRc3bqECvmI/s1600-h/love0079.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168247875074562546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOD1D8mfI/AAAAAAAAAqw/IRc3bqECvmI/s400/love0079.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After dinner we headed home and played chess at my place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I hate playing chess with him. He wins me all the time!!!! Then dowan to gimme chance!!! Then wanna lansi in front of me after he wins. *babi* Dah la I kept losing and he kept forcing me to play again and again. ZZZZzzzzzzzzz.&lt;/p&gt;Boyfriend crashed at my place that nice.&lt;br /&gt;-The end of my Valentine-&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOEVD8mgI/AAAAAAAAAq4/k6t9XLevV3k/s1600-h/cowdance.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168247883664497154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOEVD8mgI/AAAAAAAAAq4/k6t9XLevV3k/s400/cowdance.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea yea. Not as romantic as yours. But I'm happy we spent time together. I love him. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNHVD8mbI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uPZH6Kgn2bQ/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168246835692476850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNHVD8mbI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/uPZH6Kgn2bQ/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOE1D8mhI/AAAAAAAAArA/9hL-INjzO_E/s1600-h/sign0007.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOD1D8mfI/AAAAAAAAAqw/IRc3bqECvmI/s1600-h/love0079.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lODFD8meI/AAAAAAAAAqo/pOGbFFwcHLY/s1600-h/love0038.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lODFD8meI/AAAAAAAAAqo/pOGbFFwcHLY/s1600-h/love0038.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And college today was rather tiring. I couldn't even understand three quater of what my maths teacher was trying to say. The worst part is I couldn't even pretend to look as if I understood any shit because I was really that BLUR!!! Same goes to everyone in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNDFD8mZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/JJsKvN5cR0Q/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(243).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168246762678032786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNDFD8mZI/AAAAAAAAAqA/JJsKvN5cR0Q/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(243).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;My favorite paper clip that belongs to Amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMDFD8mVI/AAAAAAAAApg/WopS7cnzCrs/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(242).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168245663166404946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMDFD8mVI/AAAAAAAAApg/WopS7cnzCrs/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(242).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; Yeah. Thats the maths teacher..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMD1D8mWI/AAAAAAAAApo/HgIQFkTf4eU/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(243).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMElD8mXI/AAAAAAAAApw/Bv5I1zcvo0M/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(244).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168245688936208754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMElD8mXI/AAAAAAAAApw/Bv5I1zcvo0M/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(244).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; Thats Amanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMFFD8mYI/AAAAAAAAAp4/rhn1JtHZ9u8/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(245).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168245697526143362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lMFFD8mYI/AAAAAAAAAp4/rhn1JtHZ9u8/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(245).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; As she pose again for the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNFlD8maI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Z1mCGEgM_J4/s1600-h/love0033.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168246805627705762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNFlD8maI/AAAAAAAAAqI/Z1mCGEgM_J4/s400/love0033.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;I love boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNIVD8mcI/AAAAAAAAAqY/jFc3FYSMQJw/s1600-h/love0033.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168246852872346050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lNIVD8mcI/AAAAAAAAAqY/jFc3FYSMQJw/s400/love0033.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1750447732021854035?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1750447732021854035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1750447732021854035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1750447732021854035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1750447732021854035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/fallen-time-day.html' title='fallen time day.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7lOE1D8mhI/AAAAAAAAArA/9hL-INjzO_E/s72-c/sign0007.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3789669974989933673</id><published>2008-02-17T04:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:50.245-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7gncBhbh4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/5-FBPpGdkuY/s1600-h/love0033.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167923934806116226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7gncBhbh4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/5-FBPpGdkuY/s400/love0033.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Tonight I celebrate my love for you &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7gncRhbh5I/AAAAAAAAApY/Kms4tu03-ZM/s1600-h/love0033.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167923939101083538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7gncRhbh5I/AAAAAAAAApY/Kms4tu03-ZM/s400/love0033.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7glmRhbh3I/AAAAAAAAApI/Tnpfcnsdwx8/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(240).jpgsdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167921911876519794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7glmRhbh3I/AAAAAAAAApI/Tnpfcnsdwx8/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(240).jpgsdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167920382868162386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7gkNRhbh1I/AAAAAAAAAo4/ckqG_qsT2Nk/s400/th_2wlzxi0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3789669974989933673?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3789669974989933673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3789669974989933673&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3789669974989933673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3789669974989933673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/tonight-i-celebrate-my-love-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R7gncBhbh4I/AAAAAAAAApQ/5-FBPpGdkuY/s72-c/love0033.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1037338031150536810</id><published>2008-02-06T23:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:51.224-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky rat.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164149707627501938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q-zFoTGXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/O5ckeGv3c3Q/s400/P1200347.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Chinese New Year peps!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;May the year of the rat bring all of us good wealth, health and luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q6MVoTGUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/H00sJDh_C5U/s1600-h/sssse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164144643861059906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q6MVoTGUI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/H00sJDh_C5U/s400/sssse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt; Mini oranges. Sweet as candy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q6MloTGVI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nAzt0tyzzDg/s1600-h/P1200298.jpge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164144648156027218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q6MloTGVI/AAAAAAAAAoY/nAzt0tyzzDg/s400/P1200298.jpge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt; Steamboat for reunion dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q6MloTGWI/AAAAAAAAAog/6TfuFYa7ke8/s1600-h/P1200294.jpgrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164144648156027234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q6MloTGWI/AAAAAAAAAog/6TfuFYa7ke8/s400/P1200294.jpgrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Travelling back to hometown on the very  first day (cho yat) of Chinese New Year is already a bad idea let alone the second day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is the first day of the rat year which also marks the begining of a brand new year according to the Lunar calendar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up real early and got myself shower and changed into my new clothes and was getting ready to travel to Penang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh.. how excited I was!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Like a five year old girl getting her first boyfriend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly mommie came out of her room and PROUDLY ANNOUNCED that she has got a massive headache and the plan is postponed till tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My jaw dropped open. Lucky I shut it just in time before a fly flew in. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;TOMORROW??!!! I've waited too long for this day and now I've got to wait some more?! tooo much la this people!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ohhhh.. all the ang pao-sssss are waiting for me to collect them and bring them home....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Potong stim habis sial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrrrr.. At least the lil brat has plans with her friends and I bet she is happily whacking all the oily fattening food at her friend's place now. I hope she grows into a pig soon! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Serves her right for leaving me at home alone!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so stupid wearing my new clothes and sitting at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pathetic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad story aside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just talking to Jolene via MSN and she told me how she stupidly bang her car against the divider this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gosh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Luckily nothing serious happen lor...except her car tyre got punctured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was really impressed when she told me she attempeted to change the tyre herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was like &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"wahhh. You actually know how to change the tyre??!!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;No seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If my car were to punture in the middle of no where, the first thing I do might be call the police or the bomba lor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be too panic to even remember the existance of the machanic lorh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If the bomba and policeman refuse to help me, I'll just start weeping like a baby and wait for my prince charming to save me on his white horse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*pats self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Brilliant plan. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But ended up a nice helpful malay dude helped Jolene change it instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not bad wut. She got a malay prince to save her. He might become a Sultan or something some day then Jolene can become Sultanah.. erk I mean Permaisuri.  =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. Hope mommie gets well soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me miss boyfriend a lot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1037338031150536810?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1037338031150536810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1037338031150536810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1037338031150536810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1037338031150536810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/lucky-rat.html' title='Lucky rat.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6q-zFoTGXI/AAAAAAAAAoo/O5ckeGv3c3Q/s72-c/P1200347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4384440127363927534</id><published>2008-02-05T03:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:52.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I ran out of boyfriends.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went to KLCC all alone today. Pathetic, you call me?&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJ1oTGRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/y1QhVzMSSHE/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163464003213793554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJ1oTGRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/y1QhVzMSSHE/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea. kinda.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJloTGQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mtSeXlQ2Ylw/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163463998918826242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJloTGQI/AAAAAAAAAnw/mtSeXlQ2Ylw/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ran out of boyfriends to go out with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wakakakaka.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPKFoTGTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/aQSa1fc0nw0/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163464007508760882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPKFoTGTI/AAAAAAAAAoI/aQSa1fc0nw0/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nah.. Went there all alone to do my last minute Chinese New Year shopping spree.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did ajaked the bf to come along. He was finding thousand and one excuses to avoid going shopping with me. He mumbled something like this &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#333399;"&gt;" Who on earth can tahan shopping with you? Walk until leg oso can break.Where&lt;br /&gt;got people walk so much wan."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO??!! EXCUSE ME&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My girls friends do lor!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seee..... Guys are so weak. So much for bragging how many weights they can lift. How many push-ups they can do. How many miles they can run.&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How many girls they've fucked&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But when it comes to shopping..all of them just lie flat dead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pussy betol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hurmmm.. not so macho man after all.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJ1oTGSI/AAAAAAAAAoA/epc4ss3oCkA/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163464003213793570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJ1oTGSI/AAAAAAAAAoA/epc4ss3oCkA/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayyyyyy....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate it when I go shopping and I don't the &lt;strong&gt;'SALE'&lt;/strong&gt; sign anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only manage to buy a top from Topshop and fake eyelashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I came back after one and a half hours spent in KLCC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Broke my own world record for spending the least time in KLCC in my whole entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*bah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4384440127363927534?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4384440127363927534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4384440127363927534&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4384440127363927534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4384440127363927534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-ran-out-of-boyfriends.html' title='I ran out of boyfriends.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6hPJ1oTGRI/AAAAAAAAAn4/y1QhVzMSSHE/s72-c/xang-shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-177820569894995436</id><published>2008-02-04T18:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:54.299-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat @ SweeLing's CNY 08</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday,&lt;br /&gt;Swee Ling had a Chinese New Year open house and had invited all of us to have steamboat at her place.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time seeing her new home because I didn't make it for her open house last year.&lt;br /&gt;okay. I hate to admit this. BUT I LOVE HER HOUSE.&lt;br /&gt;It is just so pretty. Very Chinese-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325297244969090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRAFoTGII/AAAAAAAAAmw/1-dq8BYqIPA/s400/P1200262.jpgse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Standing (L-R) : Fungie, Wy Lyn, Leon, Kevin&lt;br /&gt;seated (L-R) : Me, Alvin, Khai San&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite along time since I met my high school mates beside Juney and Jolene and thus I was super excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325305834903714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRAloTGKI/AAAAAAAAAnA/9O__G59wMng/s400/P1200266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Leon. a.k.a Broom head man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moment I stepped into the house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leon&lt;/strong&gt; had this new 'toilet-brush-look-a-like' hair style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alvin&lt;/strong&gt; looked more gay and buff. Hitting gym konon. As kecoh as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wy Lyn&lt;/strong&gt; painted her nail with an evil colour! *me likeo ito* And she has this to die for pair of earings!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325310129871026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRA1oTGLI/AAAAAAAAAnI/DIdy_W5oI1k/s400/P1200268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;Wy Lyn and Poh Yei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kevin &lt;/strong&gt;had more hair all over his body and he brought a chick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poh Yei&lt;/strong&gt; didn't kecoh much anymore. She's got a new hair style!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Swee Ling's&lt;/strong&gt; hair is not a virgin anymore. Its brown now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fungie&lt;/strong&gt; was still as quite as usual but sweeter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khai San&lt;/strong&gt; was so busy with his 'wife' on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joe&lt;/strong&gt; was.. urm.. the same smart ass donkey! He looks different somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325838410848498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRfloTGPI/AAAAAAAAAno/bdJl8T3eJ9U/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And the rest of the people... were Swee Ling's college mates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;They were very very nice people! Unlike stuck up people in my college.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm sorry I didn't take any pic of em..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Swee Ling's friend a.k.a Leng lui said I have the " H.E.L.P uni college" look. -___-&lt;br /&gt;Indirectly she meant that I was a stuck up cow, snobbish and fuked up attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I stonned for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hahahahaha. So not true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The food was great! Beer was good! Red vine were lovely!&lt;/div&gt;I really had a great time talking cock.&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so much until I could feel sixpacks growning on my body!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRAVoTGJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/XXhSegpoQe8/s1600-h/P1200264.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325301539936402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRAVoTGJI/AAAAAAAAAm4/XXhSegpoQe8/s400/P1200264.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Juney and I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325821230979266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fReloTGMI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/xTJWnWM4rXk/s400/P1200272.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Posers in Swee's room. Me lurve her curtain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325288655034482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fQ_loTGHI/AAAAAAAAAmo/0FPFG8zm6ok/s400/P1200278.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Swee Ling, Juney, Iforgothername.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325829820913874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRfFoTGNI/AAAAAAAAAnY/dSaASc1TBFc/s400/P1200276.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163325834115881186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRfVoTGOI/AAAAAAAAAng/zeN9yx7ipGg/s400/P1200275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Juney drank till she was tipsy. I couldn't drink too much because I was driving her home or else I'd join her wee-wee-tipsy-bitsy club!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO yeaps! I had an excellent night!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks Swee Ling and everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I think I better go get readynow.. I haven't done my Chinese New Year shopping yet! grrrrr.. my most slack year ever!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tata~ love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-177820569894995436?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/177820569894995436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=177820569894995436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/177820569894995436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/177820569894995436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/steamboat-sweelings-cny-08.html' title='Steamboat @ SweeLing&apos;s CNY 08'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6fRAFoTGII/AAAAAAAAAmw/1-dq8BYqIPA/s72-c/P1200262.jpgse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8320860788073985174</id><published>2008-02-04T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:54.458-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bella.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163043624699762786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6bQ0loTGGI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oHsnCa6Mim0/s400/P1200253+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I didn't even had the chance to post a picture of her before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was just so adorable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I fell in love with her the moment I saw her at the pet shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boyfriend loved her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We fed her. Took care of her. Played with her. Bathe her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was so tiny. She was our baby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only 3 months old.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I loved her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone said she was cute. Indeed she was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called her Bella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boyfriend called her Furball.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She likes it when we hold her in our palm as she sits quitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy being pampered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was obidient and smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was just a slight mistake I made. And now she is gone forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boyfriend and I headed to Sungei Wang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thinking that my parents will bring her in when it rains as I left her at home without shelter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was wrong. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They didn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They left the poor lil thing in the rain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cold. Shivering. Hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didn't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until my sister called me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;" Jie. where are you? You better come home now! Your guinea&lt;br /&gt;pig is wet and its going to die! It can't even stand."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The moment I hung up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tears started to fill up my eyes. And soon I was crying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We rushed home as soon as possible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;In my heart, I was hoping everything wasn't true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart was full of anger. Why couldn't my parents care just a lil more?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My heart ached as I walked closer to the box my sister put her in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was scared to know the truth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was lying down. Barely able to move.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Almost lifeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So weak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How could this happen to her? She was just a baby!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boyfriend picked her up slowly and held it in his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He gentaly touched her and kept her body warm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I insisted to bring her to the vet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called almost everyone I know to ask for the location of the nearest vet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But I guess it was too late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw tears flowing from her eyes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I cried even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Knowing that she was going to die but yet I couldn't do anything to save her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15 minutes later,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Her heart beat stopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was gone. FOREVER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She'll never come back again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I should have been more responsible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm glad she waited for us to come home and see her as she struggled the last few moments of her life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She was strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I loved her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll miss her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8320860788073985174?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8320860788073985174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8320860788073985174&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8320860788073985174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8320860788073985174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/02/bella.html' title='Bella.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6bQ0loTGGI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oHsnCa6Mim0/s72-c/P1200253+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6154670772663897128</id><published>2008-01-30T08:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:00:55.852-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I drag myself out of bed early this morning after receiving a wake up call from the bf.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to PJ old town and had bak kut teh for breakfast again.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. If I keep this habit going.. I might end up as a pot of bak kut teh myself!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq7VoTGDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/3QvPT_txA2k/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161313109361760306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq7VoTGDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/3QvPT_txA2k/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ever it is.. who ever that invented the recipe of bak kut teh must be the father of all geniuses.. greater than Albert Einstein I tell you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161312727109670898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6CqlFoTF_I/AAAAAAAAAlo/2U_z0opUmZA/s400/P1200186+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.. We hung out at The Curve for a while before walking over to Cineleisure to catch our movie - Cloverfield.&lt;br /&gt;After our ever-so-pening-movie... we got out of our theatre and literally went cinema hopping. Sneaked into the other theatre to watch - Mad Money.&lt;br /&gt;But *sigh* only manage to catch quarter of the movie.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq8FoTGFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/QoISzBP1lA0/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161313122246662226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq8FoTGFI/AAAAAAAAAmY/QoISzBP1lA0/s400/xang-bummed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161312757174442002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cqm1oTGBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/KOYQsy5TDNM/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(239).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6CqmloTGAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/530hTEf08-U/s1600-h/P1200192.jpgsw+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161312752879474690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6CqmloTGAI/AAAAAAAAAlw/530hTEf08-U/s400/P1200192.jpgsw+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq7FoTGCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/5heu0pkCJNo/s1600-h/P1200188+copy.psdsddd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161313105066792994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq7FoTGCI/AAAAAAAAAmA/5heu0pkCJNo/s400/P1200188+copy.psdsddd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing much today!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tata~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-6154670772663897128?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6154670772663897128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6154670772663897128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6154670772663897128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6154670772663897128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-drag-myself-out-of-bed-early-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R6Cq7VoTGDI/AAAAAAAAAmI/3QvPT_txA2k/s72-c/xang-whatevah.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8540651383441968765</id><published>2008-01-29T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:10.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Buy me more bras!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5791VoTF5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/NSF9vSsAAeE/s1600-h/+PrÃ¯Ã±Ã§Ã«$s.ÃÃ¶ll+(227).jpgujh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160841315794229138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5791VoTF5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/NSF9vSsAAeE/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(227).jpgujh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 8am this morning and woke up at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*blinking hard*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to hang out with Juney today but I overslept!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry babe.&lt;br /&gt;I think we'll just chill at some mamak tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days ago, the boyfriend's best friend's brother passed away due to dengue fever. Sudden death! The last time I saw him was last week, and he was then happily walking home and suddenly *pooooffff* now he is in the grave, vanished from the surface of the planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary-maryyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf didn't want to attend the funeral.&lt;br /&gt;So I, being the nice girl tried to persuade the bf to at least ask how is his best friend is handling the sudden death of his brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Go talk to him and ask him how he is?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He so quite nowadays. Online never chat with me.I&lt;br /&gt;think I feel sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear, you should go see him tomorrow or something.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow go visit him la. He needs support.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aiyar.. I buy him bra only la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;-__-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;What cup?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;urm...A cup .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R57911oTF8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/oHWBovDybmw/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160841324384163778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R57911oTF8I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/oHWBovDybmw/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R57911oTF7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/k3XoJspVT2Y/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160841324384163762" style="WIDTH: 15px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 16px" height="15" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R57911oTF7I/AAAAAAAAAlI/k3XoJspVT2Y/s400/xang-shocked.gif" width="19" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;........&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5792FoTF9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/GrPsI19gT4g/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160841328679131090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5792FoTF9I/AAAAAAAAAlY/GrPsI19gT4g/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5791loTF6I/AAAAAAAAAlA/XYzgz1Iwjj4/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160841320089196450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5791loTF6I/AAAAAAAAAlA/XYzgz1Iwjj4/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; tiu.&lt;br /&gt;Next time anyone needs support if you have any problems.. just buy a bra and wear it. It might solve all the problem.&lt;br /&gt;Try imagining if a person is lying sick on the bed almost dying and he has to live on life support machine... and you go up to him, pluck his life support machine's plug off. Then make him wear a bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;And if his situation is critical.. just make him wear a &lt;strong&gt;push up bra&lt;/strong&gt;. More support right!&lt;br /&gt;Voila. got support already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf is so random.&lt;br /&gt;So cute! =)&lt;br /&gt;Me heart him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8540651383441968765?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8540651383441968765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8540651383441968765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8540651383441968765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8540651383441968765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/buy-me-more-bras.html' title='Buy me more bras!'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5791VoTF5I/AAAAAAAAAk4/NSF9vSsAAeE/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(227).jpgujh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7677099883025434550</id><published>2008-01-28T13:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:12.635-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Walk till I drop.</title><content type='html'>I had a oh-ever-so-tiring day today!&lt;br /&gt;My legs are So&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;oo&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;o sibeh blardy tired I think they are going to fall off soon..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCloTF1I/AAAAAAAAAkY/R5WSmQL8Ikk/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160645830357751634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCloTF1I/AAAAAAAAAkY/R5WSmQL8Ikk/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went to Sungei Wang with the bf today.&lt;br /&gt;So we had to take the ever-so-mafan public transportation. From the Dang Wangi LRT station we walked over to Bukit Nanas to transit to Monorail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160644455968216818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55KyloTFvI/AAAAAAAAAjo/p8tWfz07Sx8/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(235).jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me. Me. Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dah larh the weather is like super duper hot add on the mahai haze and mahai carbon monoxide from the cars.. my poor tiny lil lungs could barely survive. I almost died of suffocation due to lack of oxygen. 99% Carbon monoxide and 1% oxygen. Can die onot you tell me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought clothes at Sungei Wang looked kinda good though! No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Oh if only I had the money.. ahhhhhhhh.&lt;strong&gt; HEAVEN&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would love to go back there to do my Chinese New Year shopping. Speaking of which I haven't done any of it yet!&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it... this is the only year I'm so slack. I couldn't be bothered to give half a fug about it! &lt;em&gt;*weird*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCloTF0I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Uo0WSI6NJdA/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160645830357751618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCloTF0I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/Uo0WSI6NJdA/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160644468853118754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55KzVoTFyI/AAAAAAAAAkA/OBFz0I3Invg/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(232).jpgsw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea.. after done running around, we decided to go home. While we were approching the station we are suppose to get off.. the smart ass bf suggested we take the LRT from Terminal Putra till the other end of the world - Kelana Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it was free and I wasn't in a rush so I agreed with his sohai-idea.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCVoTFzI/AAAAAAAAAkI/luw70eSCc5k/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160645826062784306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCVoTFzI/AAAAAAAAAkI/luw70eSCc5k/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160644464558151426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55KzFoTFwI/AAAAAAAAAjw/oHTz7juDArE/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(237)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;From Terminal Putra Gombak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160653376615290722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55S51oTF2I/AAAAAAAAAkg/21w32EsLkME/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(238)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Till Kelana Jaya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I just couldn't believe I wasted 60 minutes of my precious life sitting in a crowded train smelling armpits and bad odours. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh anyway, we decided to get down at Pasar Seni to walk around Petaling Street a.k.a &lt;em&gt;place-that-angmoh-kena-con-cow-cow&lt;/em&gt;. Had 'atas' clay pot chicken rice for dinner there and then headed home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Gosh. I walked so much. Maybe I should sign up for a marathon or something... wakakakaka&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the end.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*cheerrrrsssssssssssssssssss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7677099883025434550?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7677099883025434550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7677099883025434550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7677099883025434550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7677099883025434550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/walk-till-i-drop.html' title='Walk till I drop.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R55MCloTF1I/AAAAAAAAAkY/R5WSmQL8Ikk/s72-c/xang-laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4898923590762903964</id><published>2008-01-26T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:17.159-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry borry boleh naik lorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; Caution : Too Hot To Handle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w0MloTFlI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ftazjZSfXeg/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160056663923955282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w0MloTFlI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ftazjZSfXeg/s400/Image021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wzaFoTFgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YF7CH5PwUe8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160055796340561410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wzaFoTFgI/AAAAAAAAAhw/YF7CH5PwUe8/s400/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wzaVoTFhI/AAAAAAAAAh4/XRGVwP6oePU/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160055800635528722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wzaVoTFhI/AAAAAAAAAh4/XRGVwP6oePU/s400/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wzaloTFiI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xiuldDIa87w/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160055804930496034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wzaloTFiI/AAAAAAAAAiA/xiuldDIa87w/s400/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wza1oTFjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/nLxQ2TrDtu0/s1600-h/Image006.jpgwewq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160055809225463346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wza1oTFjI/AAAAAAAAAiI/nLxQ2TrDtu0/s400/Image006.jpgwewq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wza1oTFkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CS12_hybzXQ/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160055809225463362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5wza1oTFkI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/CS12_hybzXQ/s400/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160056668218922594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w0M1oTFmI/AAAAAAAAAig/uI3_HNyYtEE/s400/Image018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wakakak.. No la. Just kidding..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eFoTFnI/AAAAAAAAAio/RecIY6OJYs4/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160058064083293810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eFoTFnI/AAAAAAAAAio/RecIY6OJYs4/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eVoTFpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/edCAB0VM8kE/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160058068378261138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eVoTFpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/edCAB0VM8kE/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eVoTFqI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ouFFKDXvu7k/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160058068378261154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eVoTFqI/AAAAAAAAAjA/ouFFKDXvu7k/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eFoTFoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6R9z9WRVBH4/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160058064083293826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w1eFoTFoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/6R9z9WRVBH4/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was the motha-fuking &lt;em&gt;'suay-est'&lt;/em&gt; day in my life!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grrrrrrrrr.... I've planned a reunion dinner and invited almost everyone I was close to back then in high school to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The plan was to have steamboat together.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES. I FUCKING PLANNED EVERYTHING OUT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was all excited about it. Got all dressed and was all ready!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until I had some personal problems and had to settle things out.... And I motha-fukingly couldn't attend the dinner. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I cried. I really did! I pleaded to attend it but failed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to go for the dinner so much but I just couldn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I felt so hopeless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was the only time everyone was free to attend it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry everyone. I had promise to come but I didn't make it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thousand apology to everyone. And I miss you all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope everyone had a great time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope more gathering to come! And I'll make sure to be there this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4898923590762903964?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4898923590762903964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4898923590762903964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4898923590762903964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4898923590762903964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/sorry-borry-boleh-naik-lorry.html' title='Sorry borry boleh naik lorry.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5w0MloTFlI/AAAAAAAAAiY/ftazjZSfXeg/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4003615459236272583</id><published>2008-01-25T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:18.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLVoTFdI/AAAAAAAAAhY/BUDTVAkLBRE/s1600-h/Can_t_take_it_anymore__by_grindlovehurts.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159446413495702994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLVoTFdI/AAAAAAAAAhY/BUDTVAkLBRE/s400/Can_t_take_it_anymore__by_grindlovehurts.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLVoTFdI/AAAAAAAAAhY/BUDTVAkLBRE/s1600-h/Can_t_take_it_anymore__by_grindlovehurts.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Was talking to Zen via MSN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I wanna sleep soon luu..hehe.. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me too leh.. so tired.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLFoTFbI/AAAAAAAAAhI/xqleBdKXrvs/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159446409200735666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLFoTFbI/AAAAAAAAAhI/xqleBdKXrvs/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Aikz. Tired? Went out today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nope. Doing nothing is also quite tiring&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LoL. Breathing, eating and drinking at home oso tiring&lt;br /&gt;ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJK1oTFaI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oMnw1H-LNkQ/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159446404905768354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJK1oTFaI/AAAAAAAAAhA/oMnw1H-LNkQ/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;D-urh! I wasted a lot of brain juice thinking of what&lt;br /&gt;to do because I was so bored! Plus to think of what to do it harder&lt;br /&gt;than planning world war 2! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLVoTFeI/AAAAAAAAAhg/I6NE4Enw-7A/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159446413495703010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLVoTFeI/AAAAAAAAAhg/I6NE4Enw-7A/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Zha-dou.....&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLFoTFcI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/FJLTY8D4l-w/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159446409200735682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLFoTFcI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/FJLTY8D4l-w/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;REALLY VERY TIRING WAN OK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was supposed to go out with the bf but we took too long to discuss and decide where to watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we made up our mind.. the sky suddenly turned gloomy.&lt;br /&gt;And then the sound of the tunder striked. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;aiyar.. gonna rain adi la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fukcing potong stim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up staying at home the whole day staring cock at myself.&lt;br /&gt;Squeezing juice out of my brain to think of something better to do.&lt;br /&gt;Wooppsss.. I'm hungry now! Gonna dig something so nibble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao ciao cin cao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4003615459236272583?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4003615459236272583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4003615459236272583&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4003615459236272583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4003615459236272583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/was-talking-to-zen-via-msn.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5oJLVoTFdI/AAAAAAAAAhY/BUDTVAkLBRE/s72-c/Can_t_take_it_anymore__by_grindlovehurts.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3242106671630546857</id><published>2008-01-24T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:19.614-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Phewww.. Today is a hot hot&lt;strong&gt; HOT&lt;/strong&gt; day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was practically living in an oven!&lt;br /&gt;If only I was a chicken.. I'd be fucking roasted and I'll taste fucking yummy.. you can't even resist me !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMFoTFVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ju8G3_icKO8/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159018716357399890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMFoTFVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ju8G3_icKO8/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept panting like a doggie gasping for oxygen through out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;June gave me a cock stare each time I did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMloTFZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_yLoYrhwlHE/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159018724947334546" style="WIDTH: 21px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 24px" height="24" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMloTFZI/AAAAAAAAAg4/_yLoYrhwlHE/s400/xang-shocked.gif" width="15" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Why are you breathing like that?!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Weather daym hot la ok! Feels like I'm suffocating ..running out&lt;br /&gt;of&lt;br /&gt;breath!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pant* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*pant*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Luckily I survived the day to see the moonlight again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMVoTFWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jKQqdLlom3g/s1600-h/xang-winky.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159018720652367202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMVoTFWI/AAAAAAAAAgg/jKQqdLlom3g/s400/xang-winky.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So my day was kinda normal.&lt;br /&gt;Juney's boy, Vern came to fetch Juney and I for lunch and then dropped us back at my place.&lt;br /&gt;Jolene dropped by to chill with us after her college.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Bottom line. I HAD A FUCKING HOT DAY.&lt;br /&gt;someone please kill me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iBxVoTFUI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LUJLIXqv99o/s1600-h/P1200127+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159016057772643650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iBxVoTFUI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/LUJLIXqv99o/s400/P1200127+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMVoTFXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4SNpEQspDNo/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159018720652367218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMVoTFXI/AAAAAAAAAgo/4SNpEQspDNo/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; I miss my baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3242106671630546857?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3242106671630546857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3242106671630546857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3242106671630546857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3242106671630546857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/phewww.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5iEMFoTFVI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ju8G3_icKO8/s72-c/xang-laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-630743890373476976</id><published>2008-01-22T20:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:21.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've been missing in action for the past few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_NloTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/VRKrGe5-2PU/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158520663359821058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_NloTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/VRKrGe5-2PU/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated the bf's 19th birthday with his friends at Laundry @ the Curve.&lt;br /&gt;Drank a lil Smirnoff and a lil beer. Most of the time I was busy looking after the drunk bf.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_OFoTFSI/AAAAAAAAAgA/DofWuWRk9tA/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158520671949755682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_OFoTFSI/AAAAAAAAAgA/DofWuWRk9tA/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept going to the toilet at least 3 times in less than half an hour! And each time I had to jaga him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_N1oTFRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/x7XHNT6lcbU/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158520667654788370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_N1oTFRI/AAAAAAAAAf4/x7XHNT6lcbU/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he even insisted the toilet was downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;The toilet is downstairs la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No. Toilet is that way&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*pointed to the toilet direction*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;No. its here la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fine. Ok ok.. lets go and see..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wahhh.. how come got so many cars here? I think&lt;br /&gt;they got some car gathering here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;erk.. because this is the &lt;strong&gt;CARPARK&lt;/strong&gt; la&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_MloTFPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/LEgujZavC4s/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158520646179951858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_MloTFPI/AAAAAAAAAfo/LEgujZavC4s/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;walao eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*confirm gone case la that fella*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyar.. too lazy to blog. I think I'll just list out what I've done the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;List.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Swimming @Subang Jaya.&lt;br /&gt;2. Went One Utama and the Curve.&lt;br /&gt;3. Makan nasi lemak babi.&lt;br /&gt;4. Swimming @PJ.&lt;br /&gt;5. Fetching lil brat home from school.&lt;br /&gt;6. Watched Gabriel. (it sucked)&lt;br /&gt;7. Ate bak kut teh for breakfast for 2 days in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess thats all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_OVoTFTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/V7gmuPxV2ZQ/s1600-h/smooch.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158520676244722994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_OVoTFTI/AAAAAAAAAgI/V7gmuPxV2ZQ/s400/smooch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/4942604295820192937-630743890373476976?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/630743890373476976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=630743890373476976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/630743890373476976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/630743890373476976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/ive-been-missing-in-action-for-past-few.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5a_NloTFQI/AAAAAAAAAfw/VRKrGe5-2PU/s72-c/xang-laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6146617775362726727</id><published>2008-01-18T02:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:22.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Woke up this morning with a horrible stomach ache.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Looked out the window and saw the sky was gloomy and it was drizzling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Awesome...Damn potong stim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I told myself as I rolled my eyes imagining how much more terrible stuff can happen on the day I though would be a joyful day. I mean *knock knock* HELLO? IS GOD LIKE TOO BUSY TO LAYAN ME? Why can't he send a rainbow and a sunny sun to celebrate my post-examination mood?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GPI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zafX5PHNZLQ/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156766159533250802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GPI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zafX5PHNZLQ/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;As I drag myself to the kitchen to get something to drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I saw this ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156771880429689106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CItBi8GRI/AAAAAAAAAfg/lGj4bDuan_g/s400/P1200109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Michelle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fetch me at 1.30 pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;From,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mum&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;walao eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;with my pei face I asked mommie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eh mommie... your note hor.. Not a word of&lt;br /&gt;please.. Not a word of thank you wan hor.. Do I look like a driver to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aiyarr.. no need to be so formal wan larrrr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/yT7xntZ2zKA/s1600-h/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156766159533250786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GOI/AAAAAAAAAfI/yT7xntZ2zKA/s400/pleased.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;dah la I've been faithfully fetching lil brat from school everyday.. Now I have to fetch mommie too!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe I should just quit college and become a driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDfxi8GMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fNOG-biGiIM/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156766155238283458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDfxi8GMI/AAAAAAAAAe4/fNOG-biGiIM/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And maybe one day I can even take it as a serious career!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*Brilliant!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GQI/AAAAAAAAAfY/OlF_RTexYK0/s1600-h/xang-winky.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156766159533250818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GQI/AAAAAAAAAfY/OlF_RTexYK0/s400/xang-winky.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well.. that is what I've been doing for the pass few days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They are beginning to monopolise me! This can not happen! I wanna go on a strike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDfxi8GNI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XVyoT1rf4Jk/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156766155238283474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDfxi8GNI/AAAAAAAAAfA/XVyoT1rf4Jk/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Overwork and underpaid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Overwork and underpaid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;erk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;or rather..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;OVERWORK AND NOT PAID!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ciaoz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/4942604295820192937-6146617775362726727?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6146617775362726727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6146617775362726727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6146617775362726727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6146617775362726727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/woke-up-this-morning-with-horrible.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R5CDgBi8GPI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/zafX5PHNZLQ/s72-c/xang-shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-9046928003007386410</id><published>2008-01-17T08:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:24.322-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Exams are finally over! &lt;em&gt;*phewwww*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;With the jolly mood constantly bouncing in me... I decided to camwhore.&lt;br /&gt;This is me when I'm sober and happy and.. gedik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HKBi8GKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/TSY3VS6uMC8/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156488704645929122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HKBi8GKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/TSY3VS6uMC8/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyar. finish exams already marrrrr.. so celebrate abit lor.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HJxi8GJI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zwxW7MkFI9U/s1600-h/P1200074.jpgrdf.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156488700350961810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HJxi8GJI/AAAAAAAAAeg/zwxW7MkFI9U/s400/P1200074.jpgrdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Deena gave me a ring last night and invited me to watch the preview screening of&lt;strong&gt; Sweeney Todd The Demon Barber of Fleet Street&lt;/strong&gt; @ Pavillion.&lt;br /&gt;Hakim tagged along for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;It was a musical movie.&lt;br /&gt;But a tad too scary for a musical lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HKBi8GLI/AAAAAAAAAew/U66bitxUoAc/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156488704645929138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HKBi8GLI/AAAAAAAAAew/U66bitxUoAc/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singing part was nice..... but when it goes on and on.. it get a bit annoying lar.&lt;br /&gt;I think it was a good movie.. if only they had lesser songs to sing. *bah*&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Depp was so cuteee and psycho!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HJhi8GII/AAAAAAAAAeY/A7jgoECjj4c/s1600-h/P1200097.psdo+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156488696055994498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HJhi8GII/AAAAAAAAAeY/A7jgoECjj4c/s400/P1200097.psdo+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HJRi8GHI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/AqMB9A7NNzw/s1600-h/P1200100+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156488691761027186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HJRi8GHI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/AqMB9A7NNzw/s400/P1200100+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thats all for now. Gotta hit the bed soon!&lt;br /&gt;Muacks muacks. Love love. kiss kiss. bang bang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-9046928003007386410?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/9046928003007386410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=9046928003007386410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9046928003007386410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9046928003007386410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/exams-are-finally-over-phewwww-with.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4-HKBi8GKI/AAAAAAAAAeo/TSY3VS6uMC8/s72-c/xang-laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8509770125178043867</id><published>2008-01-15T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:25.724-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JHxi8GBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tX8eptPMgaY/s1600-h/checking.png"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155927915061057554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JHxi8GBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tX8eptPMgaY/s400/checking.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JVxi8GGI/AAAAAAAAAeI/RwUV_liL20g/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155928155579226210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JVxi8GGI/AAAAAAAAAeI/RwUV_liL20g/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;wakakakaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't wait to get over tomorrow. The very last day of my damn exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JIBi8GEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DLWMkZHxL8g/s1600-h/censored.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155927919356024898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JIBi8GEI/AAAAAAAAAd4/DLWMkZHxL8g/s400/censored.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then I'll flying as free as a bird. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mommie just somehow can't wait to get rid of me after my exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;Eh.. after your exam.. you can pack all your stuff and stay at Dom's place for two weeks la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-.-''&lt;/strong&gt; Huh? Dowan. I like my room&lt;br /&gt;better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Am I really that troublesome till she can't wait to kick my ass out of the house meh?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I went One Utama with the bf ...... &lt;strong&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;geezzz...I'm getting tired of the place. I think if I keep going there some more I might possibly be able to tell you how many tiles they have on the floor, how many lights are there in the buidling. For all you know I might even know the exact amout of toilet bowls the have in the toilet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JIBi8GDI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DVHeXF7uYG0/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155927919356024882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JIBi8GDI/AAAAAAAAAdw/DVHeXF7uYG0/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh btw. I've just realised that all my high school friends all vanished into thin air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maybe some UFO came down to earth the other day and the aliens kidnapped all of Michelle's friends and brought them to Jupiter or something to become slaves.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;* roll eyes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I can't even find a single soul to accompany me for lunch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;tiu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I miss &lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;irty &lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;ld &lt;strong&gt;M&lt;/strong&gt;an .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JIBi8GFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-lgGqKqlGlE/s1600-h/heart2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155927919356024914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JIBi8GFI/AAAAAAAAAeA/-lgGqKqlGlE/s400/heart2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gotta run to fetch lil brat from school now! tata~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4942604295820192937-8509770125178043867?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8509770125178043867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8509770125178043867&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8509770125178043867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8509770125178043867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/wakakakaka.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R42JHxi8GBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/tX8eptPMgaY/s72-c/checking.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8998499041346158900</id><published>2008-01-14T18:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:25.980-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4wg7Bi8GAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/oB0EC-pD88g/s1600-h/Atilla_in_the_window_by_jbaxt3d.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155531871831726082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4wg7Bi8GAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/oB0EC-pD88g/s400/Atilla_in_the_window_by_jbaxt3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll put his picture down and maybe get some sleep tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8998499041346158900?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8998499041346158900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8998499041346158900&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8998499041346158900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8998499041346158900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/ill-put-his-picture-down-and-maybe-get.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4wg7Bi8GAI/AAAAAAAAAdY/oB0EC-pD88g/s72-c/Atilla_in_the_window_by_jbaxt3d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-9145199720446451665</id><published>2008-01-13T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:26.994-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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%;"&gt;It was 10 in the morning. I was still in bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Layan-ing my dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Suddenly the handphone rang. And I got a suprise call from someone whom I've almost erase the existance of this person off my brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EUNICE. was her name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"Hey michelle? Eunice here. Was just asking if you want me to collect your artwork from school for you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"My artwork? SURE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gosh. I almost forgot about my artwork! It has been a year plus since I left high school and I left my beloved artwork behind as well. I have been wanting to collect them back but was ever so lazy to do 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%;"&gt;So finally I picked myself up. Drove all the way to school and met up with Eunice. She hasn't change a single bit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;How delighted I was to see my artsy stuff again. I didn't actually get all my stuff back because one of the art teacher borrowed my artwork for her teaching.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155229334335395794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNxBi8F9I/AAAAAAAAAdE/rm1Nl9opIxk/s400/P1190950.JPG" border="0" /&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;Art was my life. I heart drawing and colours so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But was never given the chance to take it seriously due to some objection from my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My paper heart tore as I reluctantly let go my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doing A levels was never my dream.. It was theirs, my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But I guess it was for my own good. =)&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNvxi8F5I/AAAAAAAAAck/x-oppn3Fp-Y/s1600-h/P1190930.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155229312860559250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNvxi8F5I/AAAAAAAAAck/x-oppn3Fp-Y/s400/P1190930.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNwBi8F6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/FLjz1xDlVDg/s1600-h/P1190934.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155229317155526562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNwBi8F6I/AAAAAAAAAcs/FLjz1xDlVDg/s400/P1190934.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNwRi8F7I/AAAAAAAAAc0/xTU7v3dkdRY/s1600-h/P1190936.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; my paper heart ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155229325745461186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNwhi8F8I/AAAAAAAAAc8/36PCgcguM9s/s400/P1190946.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-9145199720446451665?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/9145199720446451665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=9145199720446451665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9145199720446451665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9145199720446451665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/it-was-10-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4sNxBi8F9I/AAAAAAAAAdE/rm1Nl9opIxk/s72-c/P1190950.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4196157883340947631</id><published>2008-01-12T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:29.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shall officially quit drinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbhi8FtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tr8wGdiymII/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154622034549675730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbhi8FtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tr8wGdiymII/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbRi8FsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/l42jcZdJaCE/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154622030254708418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbRi8FsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/l42jcZdJaCE/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay. maybe not lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jorxi8FxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FGEJNgPc9uw/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625612257433362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jorxi8FxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FGEJNgPc9uw/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Maybe... I'll take a tiny sip lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbxi8FwI/AAAAAAAAAbc/SO_jVQ8AjiA/s1600-h/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154622038844643074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbxi8FwI/AAAAAAAAAbc/SO_jVQ8AjiA/s400/pleased.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate getting hangovers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouRi8FyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KEv_AcHXDIc/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625655207106338" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouRi8FyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KEv_AcHXDIc/s400/xang-bummed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hate the feeling of waking up the next morning with a terrible headache as if someone threw a whole cow on my head. And most of all I hate it when I start sucking into random people's face when I'm drunk!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The last time I hit Maison, the first thing Vern told me before I hit the dance floor was ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Please don't go making out with stranger again ah!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jorxi8FxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FGEJNgPc9uw/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625612257433362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jorxi8FxI/AAAAAAAAAbk/FGEJNgPc9uw/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I guess he got immune watching me doing it over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Anyway.. that is not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*here*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went drinking with Dom and his friends the other day when a couple of them got tipsy and one of them got semi-drunk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt; can't understand how a &lt;strong&gt;fucking &lt;/strong&gt;one and the half mug of beer can actually &lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt; make you &lt;strong&gt;fucking&lt;/strong&gt; tipsy let alone&lt;strong&gt; fucking&lt;/strong&gt; drunk!&lt;br /&gt;One of the guy did it.&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*bravo!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. suddenly I feel like a man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jvExi8F4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/_Td3x7nYkqQ/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154632638823929730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jvExi8F4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/_Td3x7nYkqQ/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jvExi8F3I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SIFWdDNA_Wc/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154632638823929714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jvExi8F3I/AAAAAAAAAcU/SIFWdDNA_Wc/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jvEhi8F2I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ZyOlPaEGT2k/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154632634528962402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jvEhi8F2I/AAAAAAAAAcM/ZyOlPaEGT2k/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND today,&lt;br /&gt;I went KLCC with daddy. Came home in the evening and went out for dinner with Anusha my slut. She slut dance a tad in front of me and gossiped till the world fell apart. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised I left my IC and driving licence with the bf!&lt;br /&gt;God dammit!&lt;br /&gt;I miss my IC and licence but I miss the person having it even more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouRi8FyI/AAAAAAAAAbs/KEv_AcHXDIc/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbxi8FvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/hQCb5_Ehlpo/s1600-h/smooch.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154622038844643058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbxi8FvI/AAAAAAAAAbU/hQCb5_Ehlpo/s400/smooch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbhi8FuI/AAAAAAAAAbM/slBjJYtoBpU/s1600-h/smooch.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154622034549675746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbhi8FuI/AAAAAAAAAbM/slBjJYtoBpU/s400/smooch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouxi8F0I/AAAAAAAAAb8/SXzXtQIcMFU/s1600-h/th9136jadvm7vb9t.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625663797040962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouxi8F0I/AAAAAAAAAb8/SXzXtQIcMFU/s400/th9136jadvm7vb9t.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouhi8FzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5gCiOnCQ12c/s1600-h/heart2.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154625659502073650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouhi8FzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5gCiOnCQ12c/s400/heart2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouxi8F0I/AAAAAAAAAb8/SXzXtQIcMFU/s1600-h/th9136jadvm7vb9t.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adious amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouhi8FzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5gCiOnCQ12c/s1600-h/heart2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jouhi8FzI/AAAAAAAAAb0/5gCiOnCQ12c/s1600-h/heart2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jovRi8F1I/AAAAAAAAAcE/wReNtKymZDY/s1600-h/hatelove.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4196157883340947631?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4196157883340947631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4196157883340947631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4196157883340947631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4196157883340947631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-shall-officially-quit-drinking.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4jlbhi8FtI/AAAAAAAAAbE/tr8wGdiymII/s72-c/xang-laughing.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7217202020773548890</id><published>2008-01-07T03:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:31.211-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;My eyes were literally glued to the idiot box when suddenly Lil brat shouted from the dinning room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;" Jie!!! Did you feel the earth shake?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Huh? What shake? What who when how?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IPnxi8FoI/AAAAAAAAAac/ga3d7NvWxRM/s1600-h/xang-shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152698099654465154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IPnxi8FoI/AAAAAAAAAac/ga3d7NvWxRM/s400/xang-shocked.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Oh! Was it an earthquake? ...................Or did I just rock your world?" &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IQzxi8FpI/AAAAAAAAAak/wL5jY3nXouU/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152699405324523154" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IQzxi8FpI/AAAAAAAAAak/wL5jY3nXouU/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IPnhi8FnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FmtDhmq6a68/s1600-h/xang-whatevah.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152698095359497842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IPnhi8FnI/AAAAAAAAAaU/FmtDhmq6a68/s400/xang-whatevah.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; watevarrrr lame-OooO....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh anyway..Juney came over and daddy dropped mommie off for her dentist appoinment and then dropped the both of us off at college to collect my exam docket and to check out the seatings for our major A levels exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Die larh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; are the only two current existing vocabulary in my dictionary when it comes to exams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IUlhi8FqI/AAAAAAAAAas/6tpxJptJuSA/s1600-h/xang-bummed.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152703558557898402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IUlhi8FqI/AAAAAAAAAas/6tpxJptJuSA/s400/xang-bummed.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*bah!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I better start studying now...errrkkk. I hopeeee.. hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh btw people.. Please don't drink water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Because fish have sex in it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IWZhi8FrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Bi1j-kDw8nU/s1600-h/xang-laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152705551422723762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IWZhi8FrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/Bi1j-kDw8nU/s400/xang-laughing.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gosh.. tahap lameness is so high and its poking god's butt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;adious peps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*cheerrrrrssssssssssssssssss*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7217202020773548890?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7217202020773548890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7217202020773548890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7217202020773548890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7217202020773548890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-eyes-were-literally-glued-to-idiot.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4IPnxi8FoI/AAAAAAAAAac/ga3d7NvWxRM/s72-c/xang-shocked.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3852101653578476111</id><published>2008-01-06T01:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:31.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2008 peps!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4CY8Bi8FmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/YYijus4hnKk/s1600-h/Picture+006.psdw+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152286130686400098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4CY8Bi8FmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/YYijus4hnKk/s400/Picture+006.psdw+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A new year represents a new beginning. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yada yada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lack of updates. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gah*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;1 Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;While Juney, Vern, Choo, Johnny and the rest were happily partying their ass off at Heritage row, I celebrated my New Year's eve with Dom at One Utama. Manage to countdown seconds with him as we welcomed the brand new shimmering year of 2008 with a slight touch of the amazing fireworks blossom like flowers looking as if it was falling upon us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lovely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Slept over at his place and woke up the next day about 5pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I almost died of heart attack when I saw the time on the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"tsk. can't believe I'm spending my whole first day of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new year in bed!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;"At least you are spending with me. Not good meh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;can die dot com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;2 Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I drove mommie and the lil brat to Taman Tun for a short visit to mommie's friend, auntie Theresa's place. It was obvious that mommie would rather die than to sit in the car I was driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" eh! DUN SPEED LA!!! drive slowly can or not? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" but mommieeeee.. I'm only driving at80km/hour!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" It is still too fast!!!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;gosh. I felt like we were crawling....And she was constantly clinging to the handle of the car door!! hmpftttt..Anutie Theresa then drove all of us to One Utama so that the lil brat can get her new school bag from Billabong and the two ladies can spend some quality time together yakking and most of the time kutuk-ing me behind my back. &lt;strong&gt;=.=&lt;/strong&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;3 Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Juney came over to 'study' with me for our major exam which is around the corner but we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*ehem ehem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; as usual.. end up talking more than studying. =) After dropping Juney home, I then drove to One Utama to hang out with Dom during his break time but only manage to see him for a few seconds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Babi-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After work, Dom came to fetch me from my place at 2am and we went out for Bak Kut Teh at Sentul for supper. He even brought me to &lt;strong&gt;LORONG HJ. TAIB FOR THE FUCKING FIRST TIME TO SEE WHORES &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;BAPOKS &lt;/strong&gt;(transsexual). Geli sial. All the bapak ayams all over the place trying to lure customer’s a.k.a hamsap-lous into sleeping with the girls. Girls clad in skimpy tiny almost suffocating them to death kinda clothes.. flashing parts of their body trying to seduce guys.. Why can't they just find some thing more decent as a job?&lt;strong&gt; Y.U.C.K .S.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and me being so innocent came up with stupid questions..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"WTF. what do the bapoks (transsexual) do here?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;"suck cock la!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"yerrrr.. why would you want a guy to suck your cock&lt;br /&gt;weh?!!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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;Gosh. the thought of it sends chill down my spin! Reached home around 7am and Dom slept over here because he was too tired to drive all the way back to his crib.&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&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;4 Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our timing is so totally out! Woke up and the sky was dark and it was almost dinner time. Mommie cooked dinner and Dom joined us. He put up another night here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5 Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Woke Dom up for work. He left early and I stayed the whole day at home walking around aimlessly. Not even feeling the slightest guilt to study. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*bah*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Dom called about 11pm and he was craving for Bak Kut Teh again. Drove all the way here to pick me up and we went out for bak kut teh at 1.40am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;*shit! If I keep doing this I'll turn into a big&lt;br /&gt;fat bloated pig!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Send me home and he chill at my place for abit till it was almost 5am before heading back to his house in Bandar Utama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;6 Jan 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Here I am.. cracking my blardy head and trying to recall how I spend the past few days of my life. hahaha.. how amazing I can actually remember almost everything I did! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I crave for Sushi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/4942604295820192937-3852101653578476111?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3852101653578476111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3852101653578476111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3852101653578476111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3852101653578476111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-new-year-2008-peps-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R4CY8Bi8FmI/AAAAAAAAAaM/YYijus4hnKk/s72-c/Picture+006.psdw+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5428953255616556259</id><published>2007-12-28T07:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:34.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&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%;"&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;Wuaaakkkk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Merry falala Christmas and a Jolly New Year peeps!&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;I spent my Christmas at mommie's hometown in Penang as usual. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*roll eyes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Haiyah. Malas to blog. Pictures were taken at the Ferringgi Beach. Happy usha-ing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;=p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UZMY_9rkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HUnngthS8KQ/s1600-h/P1190412.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149049449627889218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UZMY_9rkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HUnngthS8KQ/s400/P1190412.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYb4_9rfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WC9MjZOHM1U/s1600-h/P1190335+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149048616404233714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYb4_9rfI/AAAAAAAAAY0/WC9MjZOHM1U/s400/P1190335+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYcY_9rgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/t5dZPpNA2Z8/s1600-h/P1190378.jpgewe.jpg32.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149048624994168322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYcY_9rgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/t5dZPpNA2Z8/s400/P1190378.jpgewe.jpg32.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYc4_9rhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vJDchsT2fz8/s1600-h/P1190397+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149048633584102930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYc4_9rhI/AAAAAAAAAZE/vJDchsT2fz8/s400/P1190397+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; This picture was taken at my cousin's place. Sorry bout the camwhoring la. Can't help it leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149049458217823826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UZM4_9rlI/AAAAAAAAAZk/4LMvA8rvJEo/s400/wwqewr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Was having a conversation with Ken via MSN today after he got back from his vacation in HongKong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ken : Hows clubbing during&lt;br /&gt;Xmas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me : LOL. I didn't club. I went to church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYdI_9riI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ENGc71_WoWk/s1600-h/P1190412.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Ken : WAHHHHHH. :) GOOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Me : hahaha, yeap. Cut down alot on clubbing&lt;br /&gt;and others adi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ken : U have christmas production? Ohhh..&lt;br /&gt;become GOOD girl ar?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So not right! Since when clubbing marks a person as a BAD PERSON? Why do I give people impression that I club on every inncy-wincy-tinny-winny occasion? Why do people think I go to church to perform and not to pray?!!!! God knows when was the last time I went clubbing man..Which was like centuries ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYdY_9rjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PkwVSy9pGz4/s1600-h/P1190625.jpgq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149048642174037554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UYdY_9rjI/AAAAAAAAAZU/PkwVSy9pGz4/s400/P1190625.jpgq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Final picture. On the way home from Penang. =)&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;Sien la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh btw. I think Choo Jin Ho is a potential hamsap lou la. Or maybe he is I just don't know. =p&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;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choo :Lucky me.. my housemates hot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me    :WTF. No cute guys wan ah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choo:Only got 2 boys in the house including me.&lt;br /&gt;Got 3 girls now. Got 2 hot wan now.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me   :You are such a potential hamsap lou la. Hitting on any of&lt;br /&gt;em?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choo:A bit hard for me.. their&lt;br /&gt;main language is Chinese. &lt;strong&gt;DIU.&lt;/strong&gt; I wana learn chinese&lt;br /&gt;la.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me :LOL. What a good start. &lt;strong&gt;DIU&lt;/strong&gt; is a part of chinese wut.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Choo:I know.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-.-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&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%;"&gt;Since when CHOO JIN HO became like that wan ah? Hamsap can die dot com. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5428953255616556259?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5428953255616556259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5428953255616556259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5428953255616556259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5428953255616556259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/12/wuaaakkkk.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R3UZMY_9rkI/AAAAAAAAAZc/HUnngthS8KQ/s72-c/P1190412.jpgw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6375343910618660330</id><published>2007-12-19T22:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T23:19:41.659-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Drove over to June's place last night and had a rather long comfy girl talk where I spill my everything to her. Thanks for listening Juney!&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;I felt better for the moment and by the time I got home I wasn't feeling very good already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thoughts... good ones.. bad ones.. confused ones.. kept appearing over a million time. I felt the temperature of my cheek rising.. tears began to fill up my eyes. I couldn't take it anymore so I decided to call it a day and went to bed.&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;Woke up rather early this morning with a terrible night mare. Did almost nothing until Dom called. Had a short talk and he decided to call our relationship off. A break up according to him. I agreed as I respect his decission.&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;Vern and June are fetching me to Dom's place later to get all my stuff back and I've gotta return all his stuff back too.Looks like I'm never gonna go back there anymore. No more playing with Jasmine anymore... =(&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;Then all of us are gonna head to Maison to meet the rest and party our ass off!!!!! Can't wait to see Johnny! Wonder how he looks like after he got back from Aussie. Wonder if he is tagging any hottie along! =p&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;Now that I'm single again.. Some how or rather I think I'll end up doing stuff I used to do last time.. smoking..drinking and hopefully hitting more clubs! 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;I'll be leaving for Penang tomorrow.. so MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! =)&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&gt;&lt;br /&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/4942604295820192937-6375343910618660330?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6375343910618660330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6375343910618660330&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6375343910618660330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6375343910618660330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3153888613681605491</id><published>2007-12-07T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:35.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1k1_NXRgXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/S7MTj1D29js/s1600-h/z28724139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141199809655439730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1k1_NXRgXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/S7MTj1D29js/s400/z28724139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1k1zNXRgWI/AAAAAAAAAX8/mPah0Uu27xo/s1600-h/z28724139.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Doesn't matter if it's either Gucci or Prada. Or which high end restaurant&lt;br /&gt;or hotel. Bet it matters if it were just some pasar malam bought goods and&lt;br /&gt;mamak, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That was what Irman said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But again.. it really doesn't matter. Buy things that you can afford. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No point trying too hard to impress a girl when you know your income statues doesn't allow you to do so !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why bother going all the way to Petaling street to buy some fake imitation Gucci bag when you can get something cheaper and nicer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I don't expect guys to bring us girls out to a 5 star hotel for dinner everytime. It gets boring in a long run you know. Sometimes chilling at mamak can be fun too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cooking something for her that doesn't turn out as appetising as you expect it and making her eat in a lunchbox by the staircase may not seem very atas or romantic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But it doesn't matter. Really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It is the effort you put in to show that you care. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;What is the point if you bring her to a high end restaurant for her birthday.. get her a Gucci bag.. and cheats on her with someone else? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Not very nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3153888613681605491?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3153888613681605491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3153888613681605491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3153888613681605491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3153888613681605491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/12/doesnt-matter-if-its-either-gucci-or.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1k1_NXRgXI/AAAAAAAAAYE/S7MTj1D29js/s72-c/z28724139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8283646515362963579</id><published>2007-12-05T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:38.437-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyj96qTI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M-GkE06IXNM/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140456322524424498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyj96qTI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M-GkE06IXNM/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyz96qWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LaTSIOP-U0k/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140456326819391842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyz96qWI/AAAAAAAAAX0/LaTSIOP-U0k/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYD96qNI/AAAAAAAAAWs/tEwFdxeJr-U/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140455867257891026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYD96qNI/AAAAAAAAAWs/tEwFdxeJr-U/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYD96qOI/AAAAAAAAAW0/rh1ZkED5LUo/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140455867257891042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYD96qOI/AAAAAAAAAW0/rh1ZkED5LUo/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ixsfsPoaqNc/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140455871552858354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ixsfsPoaqNc/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;When I thought I fell in love again, little did I know that I was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guys don't understand girls. No. Don't get me wrong, I don't expect them to read our minds. I just wish they could tell the difference between an eye liner and a black colour pencil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qPI/AAAAAAAAAW8/ixsfsPoaqNc/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyj96qSI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Nqxxvpn9JE8/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140456322524424482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyj96qSI/AAAAAAAAAXU/Nqxxvpn9JE8/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really don't matter if you get her a Gucci bag or a Prada heels for her birthday present. All that matters is when you remember it and be the first to wish her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyz96qUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bJnr7FwF4m4/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140456326819391810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyz96qUI/AAAAAAAAAXk/bJnr7FwF4m4/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really don't matter how suckie the movie is. What matters most is when you hold her tight through out the movie and kiss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyz96qVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Xz2ij4YV3WQ/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140456326819391826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyz96qVI/AAAAAAAAAXs/Xz2ij4YV3WQ/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really don't matter what high end restaurant or hotel you bring her out for dinner. As long as you remember to feed her even the tiny-est slice of cake on your plate without her asking to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0DmLLDZ6veY/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140455871552858386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qRI/AAAAAAAAAXM/0DmLLDZ6veY/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It really don't matter how much pain she goes through when she falls as long as you are always there you pick her up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qQI/AAAAAAAAAXE/KVMU6XAYQ0o/s1600-h/designer-heart.gif"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140455871552858370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRYT96qQI/AAAAAAAAAXE/KVMU6XAYQ0o/s400/designer-heart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; It really don't matter if you can't understand what she was yakking about. What counts is the attention you give when she talks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it does matter when you treat her like dirt. Shouts at her as if she is a dog. Tell her to get home herself. Leaving her alone to cry. Broken with words unspoken.&lt;br /&gt;Finally,she gets tired of all these nonsense. When the time comes, she will tell you what she wants and you'll know it is too late....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8283646515362963579?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8283646515362963579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8283646515362963579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8283646515362963579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8283646515362963579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/12/when-i-thought-i-fell-in-love-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R1aRyj96qTI/AAAAAAAAAXc/M-GkE06IXNM/s72-c/designer-heart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-254748393138532324</id><published>2007-11-27T02:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:39.081-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;You have no freaking idea how much trouble Manda went through to get back my favorite blogskin after I accidentally ter-fucked it up.&lt;br /&gt;*blush*&lt;br /&gt;Aiyorrrr... I'm daym noob when it comes to all this Html shits la. I thought.. aiyor. gone case adi la.. will never get to see back my LOVELY BLOGSKIN.. until I got home from college and went to my blog page... and tadaaaaaaa.. MY BEAUTIPULLLL blogskin AGAIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OMG OMG OMG OMG I LOVE MANDA SO MUCH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I shouted so loud that mommie and lil brat turned and gave me a cock stare.. woppsieee.. kenot control la the happiness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I quickly picked up my phone and texted her a message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;OMG manda!! You got back what I wanted!Gosh I love yo so so so freaking&lt;br /&gt;much! Thanks so much! Muacks muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the reply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Haha.Welcome, u dun ruin ur life cus of a guy can dy. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay... that was daym random right? Ignoring the random reply I texted back,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lol.. I wun.. Really.. Thanks! Belanja u mamak on monday! Promise! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the reply,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;No need la. SWT! U think belanja me makan MAMAK then return budi? haha.&lt;br /&gt;eyes also drop out. come back find till now.swt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was just trying to be nice by repaying her hard effort and this was the sarcastic reply I got back.. fine lar fine lar.. people so nice wanna belanja but she dowan worrr..&lt;br /&gt;So I've decided to POST HER BEAUTIFUL PICTURE to thank her favor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANK YOU MANDA! LURVE YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0v-Vj5M_CI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sg7fmuBYRrE/s1600-h/n562462292_172268_4756+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137479446312057890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0v-Vj5M_CI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sg7fmuBYRrE/s400/n562462292_172268_4756+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just got home after having tea with Juney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Gotta get ready soon to go out dinner with Ash ! The bugger is coming to fetch me in a bit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-254748393138532324?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/254748393138532324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=254748393138532324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/254748393138532324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/254748393138532324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-have-no-freaking-idea-how-much.html' title=''/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0v-Vj5M_CI/AAAAAAAAAVc/Sg7fmuBYRrE/s72-c/n562462292_172268_4756+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7649174891609491111</id><published>2007-11-22T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:39.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guys and noobs ryhms.</title><content type='html'>After college, Eu Shen and I went over to Bangsar Village to have our extra class for accounting.&lt;br /&gt;While in the car, I suddenly received a phone call from the bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' Eh dear.. I'm in a BIG CRISIS here!! Need help! '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' Har??!! what happened?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He sounded quite tense and thus making me worried too. He sounded as if someone died after chocking on grape seed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#330099;"&gt;'VERY VERY BIG CRISIS LEH!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' Ok ok.. tell me what happen first&lt;br /&gt;can?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' erk.. how to cook rice ah? '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' .......... '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Walao.Zha dou. Don't know how to cook rice very big crisis.. It is as important as Osama trying to bomb down KLCC. And here I was living in my own fairytale land thinking every Dick,Tom and Harry knows how to cook rice. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and!!&lt;br /&gt;I've got a big important official announcement to make.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0VY7j5M_AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UG4AJkSZcaM/s1600-h/280537938l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135608730356612098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0VY7j5M_AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UG4AJkSZcaM/s400/280537938l+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; MY ADORABLE PRETTY&lt;/span&gt; PINK &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NAILS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I was all excited and told the bf about it on MSN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Painting my nails lor..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' U painting black too? '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; Nope. Pink. wanna see?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' wan wan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So I turned on the web cam and proudly show it off . Like this ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0VY7z5M_BI/AAAAAAAAAVU/11kBBgfrtPc/s1600-h/Picture+001+copy.jpgre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135608734651579410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0VY7z5M_BI/AAAAAAAAAVU/11kBBgfrtPc/s400/Picture+001+copy.jpgre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' So where is the nails?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*shows it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' aieyerr ugly fugly errrrr.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' Its fucking nice ok!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;' You just wasted 2 minutes of my life looking at&lt;br /&gt;it.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'............................................................'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tiu. Fucking nice ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;Guys got no taste wan larrrrrr... They know nothing about fashion. NOOBS NOOBS NOOBS NOOBS!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7649174891609491111?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7649174891609491111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7649174891609491111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7649174891609491111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7649174891609491111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/11/guys-and-noobs-ryhms.html' title='Guys and noobs ryhms.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0VY7j5M_AI/AAAAAAAAAVM/UG4AJkSZcaM/s72-c/280537938l+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7806943669774250726</id><published>2007-11-20T00:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:40.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Must be the PMS.</title><content type='html'>Mocks mocks mocks... and guess whats next?&lt;br /&gt;................EVEN MORE MOCKS!&lt;br /&gt;So many mock exams coming up I think it is going to bury me alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P Mitch. You shall dine in hell..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*muahahhahah*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Yikes. I can literally hear those voices in my head!!!&lt;br /&gt;[[ &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;P/s: irrelevant pictures - Dinner with my high school friends.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;]]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134840004225072034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0Kdxz5M-6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/rQLHXYfdp4Y/s400/yumcha+033+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KfJz5M-_I/AAAAAAAAAVE/7r5i-I7U5cY/s1600-h/we3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm disgusted by my own smile. As if I'm trying hard to act cute. NOOoooOOooOoooOoo.... I swear! I swear! Trust me I didn't do it on purpose!!! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0Kdwz5M-4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Kuyen87Z64U/s1600-h/2w2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134839987045202818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0Kdwz5M-4I/AAAAAAAAAUM/Kuyen87Z64U/s400/2w2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134841511758592994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KfJj5M--I/AAAAAAAAAU8/W2XOYTN-T_8/s400/yumcha+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KdxT5M-5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qPoRXjjJjjw/s1600-h/yumcha+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134839995635137426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KdxT5M-5I/AAAAAAAAAUU/qPoRXjjJjjw/s400/yumcha+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134841503168658386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KfJD5M-9I/AAAAAAAAAU0/ceDhwQxOVSc/s400/yumcha+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KdyT5M-7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/FTU8kqVHyxM/s1600-h/w21wq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134840012815006642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0KdyT5M-7I/AAAAAAAAAUk/FTU8kqVHyxM/s400/w21wq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0Kdyj5M-8I/AAAAAAAAAUs/d7gF6-rq_5g/s1600-h/we3w.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Life is real boring sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hate to greet people on MSN..We practically have nothing to say even when we've not met that person for a million century!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversation will usually start off like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Hey!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Long time no chat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yea. How are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Fine. You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hows life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Wassup?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nothing much.&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;The ceilling and fan.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;( ha-ha.. So funny even my toes are laughing *roll eyes*)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of story. LAME-oOoooOooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The possible answers when the question " How are you?" pops out are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm good.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm fine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm great.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;same old. &lt;em&gt;(annoying idiot)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;still alive&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.. ( abit the durh right?. sohai-ness beyond god light sial)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And how on fucking GAY ASS LIFE can your life be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;same old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;? Don't tell me you wear the exact same cloths you wore yesterday, ate the same food as yesterday and shitted the exact same colour shit as yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;Impossible larh!!&lt;br /&gt;At least tell me something new larh!! Say may be your neighbour's cat just gave birth to a puppy or something for fuck's sake!&lt;br /&gt;C'mon..Go get a life ok. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been throwing my temper at everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Must be the PMS.&lt;br /&gt;dammit. fug PMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7806943669774250726?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7806943669774250726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7806943669774250726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7806943669774250726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7806943669774250726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/11/must-be-pms.html' title='Must be the PMS.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/R0Kdxz5M-6I/AAAAAAAAAUc/rQLHXYfdp4Y/s72-c/yumcha+033+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2770900816569010806</id><published>2007-11-14T10:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:42.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get me a star and I'll marry you.</title><content type='html'>Wheeeeee. I have no freaking idea how on god's freaking polluted oh-not-so-green earth these people actually find the time to blog? Honestly.. I'm too lazy to blog. Call me a pig. I'll fuck you inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. it is 3.10 am and I'm editing my pictures and fortunately it all turned out with alot of stars all over it.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to this random guy who wore this pretty lil shirt fully with stars!!!! &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*heart*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; His shirt was like &lt;em&gt;oh-mah-gawd-eww-so-gay&lt;/em&gt; but me like it!!! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132774782218248498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RztHeEYzoTI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ozuKngmv9P4/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(206).jpgeasw.jpgwqw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Lets get down with business and blog about my boring day. Ngeh.&lt;br /&gt;I literally jumped out of bed when daddy came banging on my door and I screamed back telling him that my class starts at 2 o'clock which, obviously was a tiny micro lie so that I could skip my econs mock test. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132774777923281186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RztHd0YzoSI/AAAAAAAAAT0/7iDnVrQ2NAM/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(201)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I got out of bed I took my own sweet time as if I had all the time in the world, opened a packet of hot yummy nasik lemak and whacked it while chatting with YK online.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly...that bugger had to potong stim and tell me that we don't have test today. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means &lt;strong&gt;I HAVE TO ATTEND THE GOD DAYM CLASS LARH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*Panic attack*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hurriedly and ganas-ly stuffed the whole packet of nasik lemak down my throat and ran to call Omar up so that he can fetch me along to college.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132774739268575506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RztHbkYzoRI/AAAAAAAAATs/6cwLgPHQ0JY/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(200).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Omar who was being the typical guy was checking out girls while he was driving and spotted this 'chick' who was waiting for a public transport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'eh do you think she is hot?'&lt;/span&gt; *pointed at the chick*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'urmmm.. okay larrrr' &lt;/span&gt;*muke tak layan*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Don't you think she is hot?!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' Nah.. not really.. just a typical girl. everyone can look like&lt;br /&gt;that.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;' Then who do you think is hot?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'Oh!!! Shakira is hot!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Yup! she is hot!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'uhuh.. who else do you think is hot?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'urm.. Shakira.. &lt;strong&gt;you..&lt;/strong&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;'ME?!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh?&lt;br /&gt;Okay. You can start laughing out loud now. Roll on the floor if u need to.&lt;br /&gt;I was so shocked I could almost feel my eyeballs popped out my sockets. But luckily it didn't.. phewwww..&lt;br /&gt;Saying me hot is like saying Sir Elton John is not gay. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IMPOSSIBLE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God dammit! He is fucking gay ok!! God knows what he has been shoving in to other dude's ass man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132774786513215810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RztHeUYzoUI/AAAAAAAAAUE/0vJUrenuhZs/s400/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(209).psdw+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yikes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you can scream for your life!&lt;br /&gt;Omar better change his mind after seeing this picture man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of the day was like the normal usual. Except that I had to go over to Bangsar with Eu Shen for our extra class for accounting. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*cheeerrrssss*&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/4942604295820192937-2770900816569010806?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2770900816569010806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2770900816569010806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2770900816569010806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2770900816569010806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/11/get-me-star-and-ill-marry-you.html' title='Get me a star and I&apos;ll marry you.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RztHeEYzoTI/AAAAAAAAAT8/ozuKngmv9P4/s72-c/%2BPr%C3%AF%C3%B1%C3%A7%C3%AB%24s.%C3%90%C3%B6ll%2B(206).jpgeasw.jpgwqw.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2742370114999082186</id><published>2007-10-30T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:42.703-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fell in love again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I just got back from Pavilion with the BF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PARKING WAS BLOODY FUCKING EXPENSIVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. burnt a hole in my pocket man.. somebody please kill meeeeeeee....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.. I was going through The Star online to check out articles about my uncle's death. Quite tragic. I was shocked to find out the sudden death. =( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Celebrated cardiologist killed in mishap--Datuk Dr Nik&lt;br /&gt;Zainal Abidin Abdul Rahman who set up the first fully equipped cardiac&lt;br /&gt;catheterisation laboratory."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okayyy.. I didn't know he was THAT OF A BIG DEAL. seriously. He is so humble and down to earth. My deepest condolence to Uncle Nik's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/10/30/nation/19320976&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2007/10/30/nation/19320976&amp;amp;sec=nation&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(read to find out more)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127158318046834978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RydTU05e8SI/AAAAAAAAATk/dRpK7sMCKgc/s400/P1080246.jpgt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Uncle Nik and his family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUDDENLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;jeng jeng jeng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;....*drum rolls*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;something caught my eyes. The headline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Singaporeans blur on sex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wahliao weh. So kiasu but their stupidity is beyond god light man! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Its urology senior consultant Dr Lin Fa Cai said he once treated a woman who was married for 10 years and supposedly had sex more than 1,000 times, but was still a virgin.  Dr Lin said the husband, who had a doctorate degree, and his wife, who complained of being unable to conceive, sought help at the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;“The couple told me they had sex about three times a week but when I examined&lt;br /&gt;the wife, her hymen was still intact. &lt;br /&gt;“He had a doctorate degree&lt;br /&gt;but zero knowledge on sex,” he said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;okayyyyyyy..So there are two possibilities.. It is either the dude has a dick which is too tinnie winny mini-fying mirco short to even reach the hymen or..this dude here been fucking the god damn asshole for a zillion times for the past 10 years and still didn't know it was wrong?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;awwww.. poor kid. a bit the sad case lorh hor?? And the best part is... &lt;strong&gt;HE OWNS A DOCTORATE DEGREE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seee.. study so hard also no use. Become doctor also useless.. So much for being so kiasu..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Moral of the story:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A doctorate degree doesn't teach you how to have sex and it doesn't mean you are smart. Go watch more porn. might help. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/s/s/s/s&lt;/strong&gt; : To all Malaysian dudes out there. Don't worry. Mishaps like this only happens to Singaporeans. It is scientifically proven there is nothing to worry about. And all Malaysian girls can start smiling again. =p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-2742370114999082186?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2742370114999082186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2742370114999082186&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2742370114999082186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2742370114999082186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-fell-in-love-again.html' title='I fell in love again.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RydTU05e8SI/AAAAAAAAATk/dRpK7sMCKgc/s72-c/P1080246.jpgt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3221090008673524053</id><published>2007-10-27T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:43.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I so layan alco.</title><content type='html'>For somewhat donkey reason I'm always feeling a tad cheerful on Fridays. Last day of the horrible college week! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*smilling from ear to ear*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... after college which ends at 4, I didn't want to go back home straight so I called Erica up and told her I wanted to go over to her place at Subang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear darling friend Iskandar was so nice to drive all the way there to drop me off. aiyoo.. Subang is so far I think even China is nearer.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Waited at Asia Cafe for Erica and her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126219519800307970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RyP9fk5e8QI/AAAAAAAAATU/WAYMVn1SePE/s400/P1170827.jpgw+copy.psdwe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;in Iskandar's car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;" All these while I call you over to my place you never want to come.. Suddenly today we gonna open bottle tonight only you come.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must meh.. say me until like that.. hahaha. I didn't even know they were going to drink that night. I really didn't want to drink because I felt bad for being the 'uninvited guest' and not chipping in for the alco. But they insisted &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(everybody lets say together..awwww.. they are so nice people!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; so much and so I drank a few shots. &lt;em&gt;ALL RAW&lt;/em&gt;. Since I'm not a good drinker and I'm too afraid to get drunk knowing all the nonsense I'll be doing... I stopped after the 10th cup I think. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say Erica's bf, &lt;strong&gt;Tinish&lt;/strong&gt; is a real nice guy! Nice to get to know him better.. And her friends were all so nice.. &lt;strong&gt;Pheobe&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Megan &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;Taju&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;em&gt;Hopeigottheirnamesright.&lt;/em&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the 1st to knock out that night.. crashed at Erica's place..The BF was suppose to fetch me home that night but he fell asleep till the next morning.. So he came early next morning to fetch me. bastard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RyP9fU5e8PI/AAAAAAAAATM/ZM-CaSzbKKA/s1600-h/P1170811.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126219515505340658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RyP9fU5e8PI/AAAAAAAAATM/ZM-CaSzbKKA/s400/P1170811.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; camwhoring in DSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RyP9f05e8RI/AAAAAAAAATc/89t_Jv6u9hE/s1600-h/P1170832.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126219524095275282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RyP9f05e8RI/AAAAAAAAATc/89t_Jv6u9hE/s400/P1170832.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the spongbob tissue holder I bought for the BF because I was inspired by Alvin's one! =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The next morning I woke up feeling a bit heavy headed. Went Taman Tun for breakie with the BF. Then we headed to The Curve then Ikano then IKEA then One Utama. I had a tiring day ok.. Reached home at night after chilling a bit at Anusha's place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;'oit. you dunno how to come back izzit? Forgot where is your house adi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'no la no la.. where gotttt..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that is what daddy said to me the moment I stepped home. =p. my bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Gotta go get ready now! Heading to Damansara for YK's birthday bash tonight! Gotta pray hard for nice song to layan.. nice alco and great time! tata. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;muacksss ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3221090008673524053?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3221090008673524053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3221090008673524053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3221090008673524053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3221090008673524053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-so-layan-alco.html' title='I so layan alco.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RyP9fk5e8QI/AAAAAAAAATU/WAYMVn1SePE/s72-c/P1170827.jpgw+copy.psdwe3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1521688871983440518</id><published>2007-10-24T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T05:12:45.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunshine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine now. Stopped crying few days ago. =)&lt;br /&gt;My main concern now is my LAN subject!&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up my Malaysian Studies paper. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*yikes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cross fingers and pray hard I don't fail..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dowan to fail.. I dowan to fail...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study for Moral soon&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;.&lt;em&gt; *double yikes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle michelle.. look what you have done.. please study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;♥♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1521688871983440518?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1521688871983440518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1521688871983440518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1521688871983440518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1521688871983440518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/sunshine.html' title='Sunshine.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1490601663637539825</id><published>2007-10-21T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:45.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want to taste a rainbow.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I cry everyday, almost like a routine.&lt;br /&gt;I tend to get sick of it but yet couldn't help it but cry. =(&lt;br /&gt;The only way I can channel all my sorrows to is by drawing.&lt;br /&gt;I always love drawing. It was my passion. Drawing makes me happy.&lt;br /&gt;Colours brighten up my day. =)&lt;br /&gt;So I started drawing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706323369678386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPwSnfVjI/AAAAAAAAASU/Uer-4yE-lfc/s400/P1170767+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPvSnfViI/AAAAAAAAASM/Y8UrC9ZVxts/s1600-h/P1170761.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706306189809186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPvSnfViI/AAAAAAAAASM/Y8UrC9ZVxts/s400/P1170761.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPwinfVkI/AAAAAAAAASc/ShLMgIIVvl4/s1600-h/P1170768.psdw+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706327664645698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPwinfVkI/AAAAAAAAASc/ShLMgIIVvl4/s400/P1170768.psdw+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPxSnfVlI/AAAAAAAAASk/COUui1fJsak/s1600-h/P1170769.jpgs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706340549547602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPxSnfVlI/AAAAAAAAASk/COUui1fJsak/s400/P1170769.jpgs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPxinfVmI/AAAAAAAAASs/-uCqgywsZDY/s1600-h/P1170770.jpge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706344844514914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPxinfVmI/AAAAAAAAASs/-uCqgywsZDY/s400/P1170770.jpge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123706868830525042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsQQCnfVnI/AAAAAAAAAS0/lS2-lUEbRDs/s400/P1170771.jpgy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123713276921730690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsWFCnfVoI/AAAAAAAAAS8/cbh2e23gMzk/s400/P1170776.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling much better now.. A big big thanks to everyone for being so concern. muacks &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1490601663637539825?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1490601663637539825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1490601663637539825&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1490601663637539825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1490601663637539825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-cry-everyday-almost-like-routine.html' title='I want to taste a rainbow.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RxsPwSnfVjI/AAAAAAAAASU/Uer-4yE-lfc/s72-c/P1170767+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7100135568630018472</id><published>2007-10-19T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T16:59:28.361-07:00</updated><title type='text'>say what?! diary</title><content type='html'>Maybe I really shouldn't post how I feel on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Juney : faster faster tell me what happened!&lt;br /&gt;Me : Aiyar.. i dun wan the whole world to know.&lt;br /&gt;Juney : Then why post it in your blog?! GO GET A DIARY INSTEAD LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;diary? Diary is so high school. I have one where I wrote all my feelings in it. I cried as I write my diary when I was younger. Spotted a few tear stain when I was going through it the other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about how everyone out there feel when they love someone.&lt;br /&gt;Juney and Jojo and Erica and Swee Ling and god knows who else seemed happily inlove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I the only one feeling so lefted out.&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one crying and complaining so much.&lt;br /&gt;It is really hard to explain the feeling. It is like I'm pretending to be happy as I live in denial. I know things are never going to turn out good but I am never ready to let go. I've put in so much effort ,time and tears but nothing seems to make things work. I have to tolerate all the nonsense and cry everytime I get hurt. It is not that I dont want to listen to others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has been telling me to leave and move on. Not that I dont want to. I REALLY WANT TO. But i'm just not strong enough. When I feel week I tend to follow what my heart says more than my brain. My friends are all gone. Everyone is always so busy. I really need a shoulder to cry on.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you will never get it.....&lt;br /&gt;because you are not in my shoes.&lt;br /&gt;It feels like the world has come down apart. I'm left alone to die.&lt;br /&gt;stuck between the feeling of giving up and holding on.&lt;br /&gt;Nothings fine and im torn.&lt;br /&gt;I ran out of faith.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7100135568630018472?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7100135568630018472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7100135568630018472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7100135568630018472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7100135568630018472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/say-what-diary.html' title='say what?! diary'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5379358155913655484</id><published>2007-10-13T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T04:55:42.642-07:00</updated><title type='text'>end of story.</title><content type='html'>After a few attempts of calling him. He finally picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We broke up. He is going out with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I cried again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm fine now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll dance my ass off..smoke my head off and drink till i get wasted tonight and will cry no more.&lt;br /&gt;Mystique here I come with my sorrows and shall leave it all there!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5379358155913655484?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5379358155913655484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5379358155913655484&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5379358155913655484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5379358155913655484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/end-of-story.html' title='end of story.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-9081952939749570997</id><published>2007-10-12T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T16:46:59.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A broken Heart with Love</title><content type='html'>I've been posting a whole lot of chin peng  gang of emo post. I'm getting tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless..&lt;br /&gt;here comes another one. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nightmare I feared most finally came through.&lt;br /&gt;The moment I gave up everything I had around me and gave my heart away.. withthin days it was already broken into god knows how many zillion pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried in college right after I hung up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*thanks manda for being there for me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried in the car while Hakim was talking to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;" seee.. that is where you stand in his heart. You are not important."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" uhuh."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;*Hakim turns and look at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"OMG michelle. are you crying?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Must be my contact lens. I'm perfectly alright."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I lied as I tried to hide my trembling voice.&lt;br /&gt;I reached home and ran into my room to.&lt;br /&gt;I thought a warm bath would make me fine but instead I ended up crying in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;Hid in my room and cried all day long. I was so tired of crying that I accidentally fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up it was already evening.&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were so swollen. I could hardly open my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping he would at least call to apologize.&lt;br /&gt;Nil.&lt;br /&gt;no news. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I've called more than 10 times. No one picked up.&lt;br /&gt;I called again this morning. No answer.&lt;br /&gt;oh well. I should have trusted my instinct in the 1st place.&lt;br /&gt;I am to be blame for the pain I asked for. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I ♥ you. But you made me feel like a nobody. Do u know what it feels like loving someone that’s in a rush to throw u away? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-9081952939749570997?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/9081952939749570997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=9081952939749570997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9081952939749570997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9081952939749570997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/broken-heart-with-love.html' title='A broken Heart with Love'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7267513366776185150</id><published>2007-10-09T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T02:54:54.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll leave it title-less.</title><content type='html'>Here comes the update as I watch my antibody crash.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat larr... Pening larrr... Fever larrrr..... All sorts of Dick,Tom and Harry sickness you can find. *shessshhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look outside the window, staring as the rain drops fall and touch the surface of the earth. I tried to blink hard.&lt;br /&gt;Finding it almost impossible to believe that I have fallen in love.&lt;br /&gt;Not with someone new. but with someone who has always been there with me.&lt;br /&gt;He called me one night. Told me he decided to stay. So I let him.&lt;br /&gt;The concrete feeling that I have been fighting as I continue to live happily in denial has finally gave way.&lt;br /&gt;Silly as it may sound. Maybe it is time for me to take a risk. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. Yes Michelle. A very the jiwang post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7267513366776185150?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7267513366776185150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7267513366776185150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7267513366776185150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7267513366776185150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/10/ill-leave-it-title-less.html' title='I&apos;ll leave it title-less.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5156325556466905520</id><published>2007-09-29T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T20:38:29.175-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I tried to give birth.</title><content type='html'>I had a gawd daym nightmare last night!!&lt;br /&gt;Sumpah freaky.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*yikes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt that I was freaking pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;Freaking freaky. Even Celine was in my freaky dream and she was freaking pregnant!&lt;br /&gt;I was almost going to due when we were all lepaking at some mamak stall.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly my water bag burst and I shouted, &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" oh shit! My water bag burst I think I'm going to give birth now!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I dont even remember who they were!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; then rushed me to the hospital which was few steps away from the mamak stall. &lt;em&gt;Stupid. It doesn't even make sense can onot?!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I bumped into Celine and she was about to  give birth too!!!&lt;br /&gt;And the best part was the hospital was &lt;strong&gt;FREAKING OPEN AIR&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;*rolls eye*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, We had to give birth in tents. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; *shhesshhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered the nurse kept telling me to push!&lt;strong&gt; PUSH&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't feel any pain though so I've decided to ask her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' Push? how to push?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'JUST PUSH LA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; she shouted at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Just shut up and PUSH bitch.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how much I pushed the baby just wouldn't come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*like durh. Its just a dream. what you expect,Bitch?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept pushing and pushing.. No pain. No babi. oh I meant Baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while I saw Celine being push out and she was carrying her baby and was allowed to go home. SHE CAN FUCKING WALK ALREADY while I was still pathetically trying to deliver.&lt;br /&gt;After trying in vain for half an hour&lt;em&gt;.(that is what the nurse told me).&lt;/em&gt; I think the baby died in me. It was still stuck in my womb. Since it didn't want to come out, I stood up, thank the nurse and walked home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'hurmmss.. I'll just drop by the hospital again some other time and go for&lt;br /&gt;an operation to take the dead baby out lar.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just FREAKING WALK OFF without giving a FREAKING DAMN!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;********************************************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5156325556466905520?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5156325556466905520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5156325556466905520&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5156325556466905520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5156325556466905520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-tried-to-give-birth.html' title='I tried to give birth.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8444655570684607416</id><published>2007-09-28T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:48.348-08:00</updated><title type='text'>We not so cina people.</title><content type='html'>Last Tuesday was mooncake festival. So we few cute little chinese people decided to gather up to play with fire and burn a few lanterns and candles.&lt;br /&gt;It was sorta a last minute thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115193486318125714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzRX9ViQpI/AAAAAAAAARk/Urxfko99ywc/s400/P1160870.jpgew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty lantern and the perfect moon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all busy yakking and yakking and more yakking when suddenly someone popped up the question asking how did the mooncake festival came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' It is about two lovers or something like that.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Someone said.&lt;br /&gt;And being the kepo me.. I thought I knew the story.. so I excitedly shouted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'oh oh! I know I know!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'errrkkk.. I think......erkkk..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly I realised that I don't know anything. &lt;strong&gt;-.-" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyar.. we all failed as Chinese people la.. betul betul memalu-fying kan.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;We all not Cina enough laaaarrr..&lt;br /&gt;Can't speak a chinese dialact is bad enough and now we don't even know our own traditional festival!!!The only thing we know about mooncake festival is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;To light up lanterns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To burn lanterns&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To eat mooncakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To light up candles&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And the moon is a full moon&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To cause massive pollution due to open burning&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And last but no least. make alot of noise and wake the whole neighbouthood up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115193937289691858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzRyNViQtI/AAAAAAAAASE/a1Yi_GBY1nk/s400/P1160896.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Us. Very-not-so chinese people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPotViQkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9dZzVfSLSVU/s1600-h/wAsw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115191575057678914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPotViQkI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/9dZzVfSLSVU/s400/wAsw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPpNViQmI/AAAAAAAAARM/zS5eGFY24vU/s1600-h/P1160862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115191583647613538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPpNViQmI/AAAAAAAAARM/zS5eGFY24vU/s400/P1160862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPptViQnI/AAAAAAAAARU/6nlv8lXwu3k/s1600-h/P1160890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115191592237548146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPptViQnI/AAAAAAAAARU/6nlv8lXwu3k/s400/P1160890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Graeme. Fungie. Nikita.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115193928699757250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzRxtViQsI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3GSQJzzbxrk/s400/P1160894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Graeme and Nikita.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115191596532515458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzPp9ViQoI/AAAAAAAAARc/pIRTBrpewos/s400/P1160856.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;June and Jolene&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115193494908060322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzRYdViQqI/AAAAAAAAARs/UsBioIgUyik/s400/P1160867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Juney. Mitch. Jojo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115193499203027634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzRYtViQrI/AAAAAAAAAR0/AvSenkKE0Ys/s400/P1160866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. Alvin. Jolene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And we found a kelip kelip too that night! It was so pretty!!! Too bad it flew away the moment Alvin try to catch it. All Alvin's fault! He got face problem. =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8444655570684607416?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8444655570684607416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8444655570684607416&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8444655570684607416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8444655570684607416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-not-so-cina-people.html' title='We not so cina people.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvzRX9ViQpI/AAAAAAAAARk/Urxfko99ywc/s72-c/P1160870.jpgew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3663233707368687413</id><published>2007-09-21T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T05:00:51.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So mengade add on gedikness.</title><content type='html'>It was 3am and I was happily bouncing around in dreamland when suddenly my mobile rang and sucked me back into reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*blinking hard*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strained my eyes to checked the number on the screen. It was the ex boyfriend. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' sheesshh..What the hell he wants now?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I mumbled to myself as I pressed the 'silent' button, ignored the call and went back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moments later....&lt;br /&gt;the phone rang again.&lt;br /&gt;With a rather grumpy mood I decided to pick up the call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: ummm.. what you want?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ex:&lt;/strong&gt; Why so slow only pick uo the phone?!! Why don't you pick up next&lt;br /&gt;year?!!!!! &lt;strong&gt;USELESS&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt; ............................ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ewah ewahh.. banyak lawa muke.. can call me 3a.m knowing that I'm asleep and shouted at me because it took me too long to pick up?&lt;br /&gt;very nice&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.. BASTARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;At least I was nice enough to pick up the call and daym layan ok!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally I couldn't tahan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;So you called me at this hour just to tell me how USELESS I&lt;br /&gt;am? To question me why I haven't been calling you for the past&lt;br /&gt;few days?  and if I still love you? To tell me you are going out with  someone else..AND WORST OF ALL WANTING ME TO DO&lt;br /&gt;YOUR ASSIGNMENT FOR YOU?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ex:&lt;/strong&gt; erk.. noooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me:&lt;/strong&gt;Then what you want?!!! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just love to make your life miserable. They just can't stand seeing you moving on better off then them. ahak! =p&lt;br /&gt;C'mon la.. what does everything he said has got to do with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N.O.T.H.I.N.G&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/4942604295820192937-3663233707368687413?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3663233707368687413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3663233707368687413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3663233707368687413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3663233707368687413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/so-mengade-add-on-gedikness.html' title='So mengade add on gedikness.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7173037331877347835</id><published>2007-09-21T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:49.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>College freaks.</title><content type='html'>It is finally FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;No stress. No getting stuck in the jam and no more studying!&lt;br /&gt;For the next two more days at least. wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was Sahil's big day because he was running for the treasurer post in some A levels stuff.&lt;br /&gt;We were all there to support him.&lt;br /&gt;Been campaigning for the past few days pasteing posters and walking around like dumb fools all over the building wearing sandwich card boards . I even had this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I'm assuring my vote for Sahil and make sure you do so. Vote for&lt;br /&gt;Sahil."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda tag paste all over my body and on my bag! geezzzzz..&lt;br /&gt;We even choreograph our dressing today! all Sahil's supporter wore WHITE! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmd9ViQeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R9yHLZ1qRDY/s1600-h/P1160581+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112613035606950370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmd9ViQeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R9yHLZ1qRDY/s400/P1160581+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes I know what you are thinking. But i was SERIOUSLY WEARING MY SKIRT UNDER THAT JERSEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmedViQfI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6hV30119t0g/s1600-h/P1160580+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112613044196884978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmedViQfI/AAAAAAAAAQU/6hV30119t0g/s400/P1160580+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shakira would prolly kill me for writing that caption down. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmetViQgI/AAAAAAAAAQc/scSMF_LxmK8/s1600-h/P1160586.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112613048491852290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmetViQgI/AAAAAAAAAQc/scSMF_LxmK8/s400/P1160586.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmfNViQhI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zpgePX4nEoc/s1600-h/P1160598+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112613057081786898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmfNViQhI/AAAAAAAAAQk/zpgePX4nEoc/s400/P1160598+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112613061376754210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmfdViQiI/AAAAAAAAAQs/VKeHv1B9ocs/s400/P1160612+copy.psdwe3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112614259672629810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOnlNViQjI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/qMd9kRXt8vg/s400/P1160619+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The end. Sahil didn't get the post. But we had fun =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7173037331877347835?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7173037331877347835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7173037331877347835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7173037331877347835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7173037331877347835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/college-freaks.html' title='College freaks.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvOmd9ViQeI/AAAAAAAAAQM/R9yHLZ1qRDY/s72-c/P1160581+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5916166909664734758</id><published>2007-09-20T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:50.104-08:00</updated><title type='text'>poke me through.</title><content type='html'>P/s: Please do not puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvKTd4vWRZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oZHszNxQPus/s1600-h/P1160552.jpgq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112310668675401106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvKTd4vWRZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oZHszNxQPus/s400/P1160552.jpgq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yikes. I don't know how this picture turned out this way. But I actually like it! haha. Tho it looks NOTHING like me. =p&lt;br /&gt;Trying to act cute is super tiring. ****** Not my kinda thang ya knaw. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy dropped me off for college this morning. It was in the car and was dead silent and I was superb bored. My mind started to wonder and *ting ting ting* something IMPORTANT popped up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;urmmmm.. daddyyyyy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*gave a cock stare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;urm.. was just wondering if.. I can get my nose pierced?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WHAT?! YOU INDIAN AH NOW?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pierce nose only what.. whats so Indian about that? And it is nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Where got nice? I've noticed something about you.. you like piercing. You&lt;br /&gt;pierce everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Where gooootttttt???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Look at your ear and navel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But piercings makes me happy.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. It didn't stopped there.. I kena a kaw kaw long lecture about that la.. That conversation totally ruined my mood. Shouldn't have asked. I'm getting it no matter what!! I want I want and I WANT! I'll do anything to get what I want.&lt;br /&gt;I've told mommy about it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;' You pierce and see la.. No more allowance for you.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;harrrr??? Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;Kennnnnnnnoooooooooooooootttttttttttt..&lt;br /&gt;Where can like that blackmail me wan!&lt;br /&gt;I'll die weh if got no money!!&lt;br /&gt;But I don't care. Die die larh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5916166909664734758?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5916166909664734758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5916166909664734758&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5916166909664734758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5916166909664734758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/poke-me-through.html' title='poke me through.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RvKTd4vWRZI/AAAAAAAAAQE/oZHszNxQPus/s72-c/P1160552.jpgq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8972819290588240077</id><published>2007-09-18T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:52.241-08:00</updated><title type='text'>chilis burnt my pocket.</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the late post. And for not updating =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go.&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday KenJon planned out a get-together dinner cum birthday party for all September babies at Chilis@ Midvally. And being the kepo me.. I've decided to tag along. wkakakak.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy to blog.. so lets just make the pictures do the talking. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111572563920295410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0KiQaFfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DD7x8s-3XWA/s400/MICH+TSING+JO+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The one and only picture of me. In the middle with two hot chick! =p&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0KCQaFeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xXXqEU1tSVk/s1600-h/lamo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111572555330360802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0KCQaFeI/AAAAAAAAAPM/xXXqEU1tSVk/s400/lamo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111572581100164642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0LiQaFiI/AAAAAAAAAPs/N9LMWeEZXPQ/s400/sdse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111574058568914482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_1hiQaFjI/AAAAAAAAAP0/wn5qlxoFkO0/s400/we.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0LCQaFgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8PSRbI__YMk/s1600-h/P1160559+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111572572510230018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0LCQaFgI/AAAAAAAAAPc/8PSRbI__YMk/s400/P1160559+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0LSQaFhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/AIej-SyO26I/s1600-h/P1160561+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111572576805197330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0LSQaFhI/AAAAAAAAAPk/AIej-SyO26I/s400/P1160561+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111574458000873026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_14yQaFkI/AAAAAAAAAP8/MZHOhpa5YMA/s400/P1160554+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The end. The outing was like a bunch of high skul kids going on a field trip! serious weh... plus we were so bored that we explored Toy'r'us.. so kid-ish! -.-" I think we all had a sad childhood.. lol..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And oh oh! Sorry Pohyei.. didn't take a picture of you coz you came late and I totally forgot about it! Sorry.. =( next time kay!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lastly..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ALL SEPTEMBER BABIES!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*muakcs muacks. lovinggs*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8972819290588240077?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8972819290588240077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8972819290588240077&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8972819290588240077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8972819290588240077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/chilis-burnt-my-pocket.html' title='chilis burnt my pocket.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Ru_0KiQaFfI/AAAAAAAAAPU/DD7x8s-3XWA/s72-c/MICH+TSING+JO+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2669561620001883982</id><published>2007-09-09T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T06:39:08.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cold lost soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every morning I wake up. Counting days he hasn't call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every time the phone rings, I silently hope it would be him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We didn't talk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been 5 days and still counting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Been calling him for the past three days. He hasn't been picking up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He has been avoiding. I don't know why.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I stopped calling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So mean. Why want to end it so harsh when I thought we could at least remain as friends?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He left me broken with words unspoken.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I manage to survive till today without shedding a tear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I try to distract myself from thinking..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like living in a body without soul. A lost soul. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone has to shake me and bring me back to reality. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-2669561620001883982?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2669561620001883982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2669561620001883982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2669561620001883982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2669561620001883982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/cold-lost-soul.html' title='Cold lost soul.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2959566758728546189</id><published>2007-09-06T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:08:46.735-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Poking god's butt.</title><content type='html'>I'm down with a sore throat itching all day long and a slight cough and I sense a fever on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was after college and I ran to the wash room because I was having a terrible cough. Oh you know.. those nonstop cough where you keep coughing and coughing yet struggling to breath until your eyes get all watery and teary.&lt;br /&gt;I coughed so hard that I almost vomited. And suddenly my classmate Amanda came running into the toilet screaming..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Michelle, are you in there? Are you ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Yea. I'm fine.. Just a terrible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; cough. I almost vomited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;Harrrr?? How come? Pregnant is it?&lt;/span&gt; *worried stare*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;0.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Noooooo!!! Just a cough only wut.. choi.. wun get pregnant wan larh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao.. since when cough can get pregnant wan?!&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; *touch wood*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and oh oh! My class is full of cute innocent people.. When ever we all get together and talk we'll always end up in a sex topic. and I mean &lt;strong&gt;EVERY TIME&lt;/strong&gt;. And surprisingly they can come up with fantastic ideas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh you know, when you have sex.. the guy is suppose to break the wall right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Oh.. you mean hymen izzit? =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;: ah.. yaya.. wall oso larh.. and the girl will bleed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;: eiyerrrrr.. how much blood?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V&lt;/strong&gt;: Like two full bottles of chillie sauce!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;: Serious??!! so muchh.. harrr.. I'm so scared..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Wtf.. where go so much blood wan?!!! You'll die of lack of blood ok! Don't know dont simply say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;: Eiyyeeerrr.. then it would be very messy right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;: yeap.. you have to change the bed sheets and all..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Z&lt;/strong&gt;: So troublesome..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;: Eh.. Can we do it on the floor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: Huh? why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;: Less troublesome.. no need to change bed sheet.. can just wipe off.. more convenient..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.=" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-2959566758728546189?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2959566758728546189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2959566758728546189&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2959566758728546189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2959566758728546189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/poking-gods-butt.html' title='Poking god&apos;s butt.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3691644574945572805</id><published>2007-09-05T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:52.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I acted drunk.</title><content type='html'>First thing comes first. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY TO GRAEME YAP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You are finally legal to drink, drive, smoke, have sex, go clubbing and watching 18sx movies! yay! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;knowing you. you will never do any of those.. sigh.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106768807922546482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rt7jLIpEtzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CnH-s8Kkn54/s400/P1050008+copy.jpgfd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The once &lt;em&gt;fat-short-stupid-useless-ketua-tingkatan&lt;/em&gt; has now grown into a fine handsome smart young man and a lil gay touch la. wakakkaka. Not exactly gay la except the &lt;em&gt;sweep-the-hair-to-the-side &lt;/em&gt;move and the &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eh eh.. see see.. the picture we took can see my double chin onot?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;line.. can't help it but I swear that was superb gay man!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't know whats wrong with him and his double chin! I've got proves man..everytime take picture must cover chin.. wtf. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106768305411372834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rt7it4pEtyI/AAAAAAAAAO8/RSE8nUpOvY0/s400/P1150444.jpgnb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106767875914643218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rt7iU4pEtxI/AAAAAAAAAO0/I7KxG5GErdQ/s400/Gatsby+endorsee.jpgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt; and hereeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh well.. typical Graeme. We still love you, xoxo, muacks muacks, heart you for who you are! =) &lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still remember those childish days when I used to dislike him for his&lt;em&gt; oh-ever-so-mulut-lazer&lt;/em&gt; and we fight over stupid things like how many leaves are there in a tree.. and calling him names like &lt;strong&gt;kawaii&lt;/strong&gt;.. eiikkkkk...hahaha.. But now we get along quite well.. guess we all have grown up =p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway.. Graeme came to my place to fetch me to have dinner along with Jolene, Alvin, KenJon, Fungie! Ate at this superb romantic place where they served western food. As usual la we all talked crap.. laughing our asses off at our own lame jokes and laughed like a drunk bitch.. June joined us much later and we all hung out at GC mamak.. I LOVE MI HIGH SKUL FWENS!! They are so much fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks Graeme for sending me home and sorry to make everyone wait just now! hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MELAWATIAN ROCKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;cheerssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3691644574945572805?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3691644574945572805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3691644574945572805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3691644574945572805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3691644574945572805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-acted-drunk.html' title='I acted drunk.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rt7jLIpEtzI/AAAAAAAAAPE/CnH-s8Kkn54/s72-c/P1050008+copy.jpgfd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-6586786464910239563</id><published>2007-09-03T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T03:38:17.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back into one piece.</title><content type='html'>College started again today. Which means I won't be having anymore holidays until.... erk.. until god knows when la... *sobs* ='(  &lt;br /&gt;a long long long way down the road....&lt;br /&gt;The ex called again at 5 this morning and we had a rather long talk on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;He has been calling every morning since the break up.. In fact he didn't bother to call me this often when we were still together.. oh well.. I guess things change..&lt;br /&gt;Went back to sleep at 6 and woke up at 8.30 to get ready for college.&lt;br /&gt;Took me forever to drag myself out of bed and stonned in front of my closet thinking of what to wear... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Was running up and down the stairs so many times to search for the right clothes to wear.. phewww.. that was super duper tiring! If everyday liddat confirm no need to excercise to lose weight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling completely alright..The break up didn't actually put a hard impact on me rather than what I've expected.. I could finally feel myself getting back into pieces and moving on the right track.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-6586786464910239563?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/6586786464910239563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=6586786464910239563&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6586786464910239563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/6586786464910239563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/back-into-one-piece.html' title='Back into one piece.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3588433028675865518</id><published>2007-09-01T03:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-01T03:37:55.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Growing up.</title><content type='html'>Went Maison on Merdeka's eve with Juney, Vern and met up with Hakim and a few other people.. Bumped in to Choo and Shawn that night. Seeing Choo in club is like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'O M G. Choo clubbing?!!!'&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is like saying Osama and Bush are getting married kinda thing...&lt;br /&gt;aiyoo.. you get what I mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a jolly fun night!! Tho I felt a bit neglected cause Juney and Vern were too busy layaning each other.. -.- So I found something else better to do larh! Like dancing with a hawtie!! hehe. I swear to god he was superb good looking plus he daym layan..&lt;br /&gt;And while I was enjoying myself with this hot stranger suddenly Vern pulled me out.. Daym potong stim ok. I know he meant good but I was ENJOYING MYSELF can or not??!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I don't blame him. =)&lt;br /&gt;I think he said something like &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;' What the hell are you doing?!'.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;With my muke pissed I walked over to where Choo was stonning and the first thing he said was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;' Nice making out.'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=.="&lt;br /&gt;WTF choo. Don't tell me you saw everything I did with the guy?!&lt;br /&gt;So then I was left alone again cause the two love birds were too busy sucking each others face than to layan me. hak hak! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw. I lost my ID and my driving licence that night. Babi. Now I have to go through all the trouble to make a new one. Made a police report yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;I want to dance again! Somebody please bring me out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with Tsing Hsieh last night. Had a fun time chatting with her. Miss her so much! Was fun to see her again.. Bumped into Poh Yei and she joined in as well!&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling better after the breakup. =) I guess I don't miss it all that much after all.. hehe&lt;br /&gt;I should grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3588433028675865518?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3588433028675865518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3588433028675865518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3588433028675865518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3588433028675865518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/09/went-maison-on-merdekas-eve-with-juney.html' title='Growing up.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-9050279597360181427</id><published>2007-08-28T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:52.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RtREqopEtvI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKPawAwswSI/s1600-h/thbleedingheart.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103779776972502770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RtREqopEtvI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKPawAwswSI/s400/thbleedingheart.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever felt so lost before? So numb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So broken that you don't know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pain stings so badly. No medicine to cure. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smoking is an option. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smoked a few sticks but the relief was temporarily. Useless..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crying comes into mind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I'll cry. Cry myself to sleep. Might feel better."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;But tears just wouldn't flow. Painful no matter how much I force.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Admit it, you are attached to him, right?"&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;As what June said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I depend too much on him. I told her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I woke up in the morning seeing the perfect sky is torn. Not pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told myself I wouldn't miss it all that much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hated his attitude so much. Breaking promises was his tradition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I asked for the break.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted it all even when he begged me to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got it all.But I'm still not okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want to leave yet I want things to be the same. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want him to stay. With a better attitude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I promise I will change for you."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It sounded sweet at first until he broke the promise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ugly. So ugly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He doesn't seem to care. He told me he will call me back tonight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm waiting for the phone to ring. Get things straight. Get over it.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P/s: Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Justin&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;In case&lt;/span&gt; you are reading. I knew you were right from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;. I shouldn't have gotten myself into this. But I was too stubborn. I'll take responsible for myself. On my own&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-9050279597360181427?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/9050279597360181427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=9050279597360181427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9050279597360181427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9050279597360181427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/lost.html' title='Lost.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RtREqopEtvI/AAAAAAAAAOk/HKPawAwswSI/s72-c/thbleedingheart.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7194709757210415775</id><published>2007-08-25T20:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T20:35:14.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up.</title><content type='html'>Each time I sign into blogger to blog about something.. I will somehow, somewhat close the page without finishing up my post.. ask me why!!! ask me why!!  d-urh. malas-ness larh!... wakakkaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;okay okay... I know I know. the lameness is so sky high it is already poking god's butt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious now.&lt;br /&gt;I've been a good girl for the past 5 days. Spending most of the time at home and catching up with some old school friends and coming home before the sky turns dark.&lt;br /&gt;Big achievement I should say&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. *pats own self*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mid Valley on Friday with Lam, Swee, Alvin, Poh Yei and my sis.&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at Chillis all way through. I have no idea why they came up with such brilliant idea to go all the way there to  hang out  padahal KLCC oso got chilli's right? and and.... we wasted like half an hour to find a gawd daym parking lot!!!!.. I'm not complaining.. just telling =)&lt;br /&gt;I had a great laugh and a holly-licious great time!&lt;br /&gt;On the way back, We met an accident when the car Alvin drove hit into some old Chinese ah pek uncle motorcyclist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAS HIS FAULT&lt;/strong&gt;. not Alvin's! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT ALVIN'S I TELL YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; *your welcome Alvin..just in case you wanna thank me for covering line for you.. wakakkaka =p*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw. The old uncle owns a fugly bitchy wife. damn random. I know. SHE STUFFED WORDS I DIDN'T SAY INTO MY MOUTH. mahai!&lt;br /&gt;....................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend some quality time with my family yesterday.. It is just something that I've not been doing for quite a long time. In fact I can't even remember when was the last time we all went out together on an outing as a whole family without quarreling. ngeh.... Sungei Wang was where we all ended up.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up early this morning.&lt;br /&gt;And started doing my own laundry. YES I KNOW!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;MY OWN LAUNDRY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Someone should really go buy lottery today. Confirm strike 1st prize!! either that or the world is about to come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;Mommie woke up and stared at me in amazed when she saw me scrubbing my clothes in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" wahh. why so rajin today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" Where got? Wash own clothes oso wrong meh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;" Why? going out later izzit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" No ark.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Don't lie.. confirm going out later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" Seriously. I'm not going out larh!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Why? how come you not going out anymore?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" What why?!! Why are you encouraging me to go out?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Seeeeeee.. which mom will actually encourage their daughter to go out?! I have a cool mom.&lt;br /&gt;Mommie was actually surprised because I've not been going out. =) Even she couldn't believe her own eyes....&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask me why the sudden change in me.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I died yesterday and met god and he told me to get a life.&lt;br /&gt;I think he told me that &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;" Illusion will never change into reality."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7194709757210415775?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7194709757210415775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7194709757210415775&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7194709757210415775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7194709757210415775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/catching-up.html' title='Catching up.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3326840527708678280</id><published>2007-08-17T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:54.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drink drank drunk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsacFopEtuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I5pZdbW7p-0/s1600-h/P1150928.jpgs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099935248666638050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsacFopEtuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I5pZdbW7p-0/s400/P1150928.jpgs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So it was yesterday that I had a terrible hangover. Reuben's parents were enjoying themselves in London and the blardy bastard son decided to throw a drinking party so that everyone could crash his house. haha..&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember what exactly happened. Here are some picture I took while I was sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099932160585152162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsaZR4pEtqI/AAAAAAAAAN8/IqdwrgS_9mo/s400/P1150940.jpgs.jpgd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reuben and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099932147700250242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="400" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsaZRIpEtoI/AAAAAAAAANs/mq2ZI5Xuf_k/s400/P1150932.jpgew.jpg" width="304" border="0" /&gt; Me and Alexis Eevon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsaZSIpEtrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/M_-tmQGJzMk/s1600-h/P1150938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099932164880119474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsaZSIpEtrI/AAAAAAAAAOE/M_-tmQGJzMk/s400/P1150938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bunch of guy. There are more people around but I just couldn't bother taking more picture. ;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;June and Vern came along later as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsaZSYpEtsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xmeVrKMzTC0/s1600-h/P1150939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099932169175086786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsaZSYpEtsI/AAAAAAAAAOM/xmeVrKMzTC0/s400/P1150939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poser. "take my picture! take my picture!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I woke up this morning finding myself in Reuben's room alone. What the fuck?! I couldn't even remember anything. I tried hard to open my eyes and could feel the burning sensation because I wore my contact lens to sleep. Laid on the bed for a bit trying to recall back what happened. Remembered Brian dragging me out of the room and shoving 2 cups of lime juice into my mouth to sober me up. I remembered June screaming at me as if I'm insane while I was drunk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Michelle, I don't want to to wake up next morning calling me saying that you regret everything!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" June, I swear to god I will not call you! I swear I will not call you!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Vern gave me that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what-ever-mitch-you-are-so-fucked-up&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still remember my words while I was drunk. not bad not bad.&lt;em&gt; *pats own self*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally decided to pull myself up and walk downstairs where Terry and the rest were sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While walking to Thurkahs for breakie.. Terry suddenly poped the question..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are you sure you can't remember anything happened last night?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Errkk.. I can't.. what happened last night?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;...................... forget bout it. =.="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh okay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ARE YOU SURE YOU CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Of course I do remember abit larh. Please don't remind or tell me about it. I don't want to know!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And oh people. I'm perfectly alright la. Don't worry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I baru kena kaw a lecture from Eevon telling me to control my drinking and control my love. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3326840527708678280?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3326840527708678280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3326840527708678280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3326840527708678280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3326840527708678280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/drink-drank-drunk.html' title='Drink drank drunk.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RsacFopEtuI/AAAAAAAAAOc/I5pZdbW7p-0/s72-c/P1150928.jpgs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-9183477658394612312</id><published>2007-08-06T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T09:22:21.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mommie wannabe.</title><content type='html'>I had a surprise call from the girl I expected least to call.&lt;br /&gt;Tsing Hsieh.&lt;br /&gt;Was talking over the phone with her and suddenly the pregnancy conversation strikes.&lt;br /&gt;We went on and on for hours talking about pregnancy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... not like anyone of us wants to or is going to get pregnant.. at least not right now.....&lt;br /&gt;But seriously...&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes shits just happens, no?&lt;br /&gt;Things are hard to say and accident may occur anytime.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine one day waking up realising you missed your monthly period.&lt;br /&gt;Bought a pregnancy test kit. Tested and results were positive!!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG. You tell me what to do?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Abortion might be the best option but it is against the religion.. to hell you go!&lt;br /&gt;What if I chose to keep the baby? Yes. It might be the most noble thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;But again.. aren't we all too young to accept the responsibilities and burden? We are incapable of supporting the baby...&lt;br /&gt;If you tell me to give birth to the baby and then give the baby up for an adoption. I find it cruel. It is like throwing your own flesh and blood away. No difference from abortion. Running away from responsibilities. Tsk tsk, not the wisest thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What choice do we have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I've been thinking too much. Tsing Hsieh made the both of us think too much and started freaking each other out.. hahahhaa..&lt;br /&gt;Prevention is better than cure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-9183477658394612312?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/9183477658394612312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=9183477658394612312&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9183477658394612312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/9183477658394612312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/mommie-wannabe.html' title='mommie wannabe.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-5520167169475343086</id><published>2007-08-04T21:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:55.488-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Typical Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095063518590317394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RrVNRn2gs1I/AAAAAAAAANU/Gikr5hE3pU0/s400/P1140543.jpg2w2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; Lil Jasmine and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Went to OU again with the bf , KC and some guy Idontknowwho.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I watched THE SIMPSONS MOVIE twice.walao eh.. waste my time only..&lt;br /&gt;Finally bought the hoodie I wanted so badly from Zara! =) =) =)&lt;br /&gt;Hung out at the bf's place for a bit before dropping me off at Steven's corner for yamcha session with Jolene, Choo and Graeme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a pity June couldn't come along.&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I'm eating like a pig lately man. I ate a plate whole humongous plate of nasik lemak with ayam goreng all by myself.. later on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" eh.. I feel like eating roti tisu. Come lets order? we share ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;" No no.. nevermind.. we are all too full.. you eat yourself."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" maybe I shouldn't order.. later kenot finish.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;................... but i feel like eatinggg ...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;         "aiyar! kenot tahan already. order for me please!!" =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095063522885284706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RrVNR32gs2I/AAAAAAAAANc/W904EYwHqYc/s400/%3Bp.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;Graeme and me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bugger refused to take photo. Note the wallet covering half his face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not a good day for him to take photo it seems. heh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5095063548655088498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RrVNTX2gs3I/AAAAAAAAANk/4r2h70fbM-A/s400/P1150442.jpgdf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Jolene and choo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I ended up finishing the whole roti tisu all by myself. Call me a pig. I'm so proud of myself. Sheessshhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-5520167169475343086?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/5520167169475343086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=5520167169475343086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5520167169475343086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/5520167169475343086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/typical-saturday.html' title='Typical Saturday.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RrVNRn2gs1I/AAAAAAAAANU/Gikr5hE3pU0/s72-c/P1140543.jpg2w2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-8869908275441332556</id><published>2007-08-03T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T10:09:01.881-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big deal.</title><content type='html'>Lalalalalalalalalalalalalala......&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather happy today. For a silly reason of course.&lt;br /&gt;Yalar yalar I know... I've been over reacting... Telling almost the whole world about it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ngeh ngeh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What to do. first timer mah.. a bit of the jakun-ness.. =p&lt;br /&gt;So. I made a big deal out of it. D-urhh...&lt;br /&gt;Guess what?! guess what?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I DROVE TODAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;ON THE HIGHWAY!!!! FROM MENTAKAB ALL THE WAY BACK TO BENTONG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. anyway.. Mentakab is this &lt;em&gt;superb-ulu-tiny-micro-little&lt;/em&gt; town in Pahang. I seriously have no idea how people over there survived without a shopping mall or even a cinema.&lt;br /&gt;For real! The nearest mall and cinema is in Kuantan which is about 45 minutes drive from there. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; . I'll definitely die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there with the bf to fetch his friend, &lt;strong&gt;KC&lt;/strong&gt; back to the great city of Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;The bf was superb tired since he didn't sleep for the past two days. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'&lt;em&gt; How come never sleep?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;' Busy playing dota then CS. Game more important mah!!'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; righhtttttt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf almost got all of us killed because he almost dose off while he was on the wheel causing the car to go out the road before I screamed then it got back on track!! That is it! Let Michelle the  hero save the day!!! hehehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Please let me drive.. please please!!! I don't&lt;br /&gt;want you to get all of us killed."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" No! YOU will get all of us&lt;br /&gt;killed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Please please please... I promise to drive slow..&lt;br /&gt;plus you are too tired to drive."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;After much persuading from me he finally gave in&lt;strong&gt;. YAY! double yay! triple yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;P/s: His friend still doesn't own a driving licence so I was the only one who can drive legally! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got on the wheels. Put in the 1st gear and started driving.&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly.. I stopped the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"errrkkk.. sorry ah.. forgot to adjust the back&lt;br /&gt;mirror." =.="&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" WHAT?!! confirm we are all going to die. We'll&lt;br /&gt;never make it to get home alive.."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;=.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First timer mah!!! I haven't drive since I got my licence last week ok!!&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WAS ONLY ALLOWED TO DRIVE AT 80KM/HOUR.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" Why??!!! 80 is too slow larrr.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" no no.. You'll get all of us killed if you drive too&lt;br /&gt;fast."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" &lt;strong&gt;NO I DON'T&lt;/strong&gt;!! "&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;*shove a cock stare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I just decided to just shaddap and drive. I did try to increase my speed whenever the bf wasn't looking. But always kena kantoi then kena sound. The most heartbreaking part is to see big fat buses over taking me. I mean.. buses are slow enough already right? Now they can even over take me!! That was how &lt;strong&gt;SLOWWWWWWWW&lt;/strong&gt; I was driving.. real memalu-fyingkan man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"eh.. so malu la. buses oso can over take me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" So? I'm not the one driving oso."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;" fucker. daym evil larh you!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I can constantly hear KC throwing a bitch scream from the back. I bet he was holding his heart in his hand all the way when I drove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"eh Dom! Don't kacau her! I don't want to die&lt;br /&gt;weh!!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;seee.. I feel insulted ok.. not like there were any cars around for me to bang also! The road was FREAKING EMPTY larrrr.. unless I bang the rocks and trees la whichI doubt.&lt;br /&gt;hehehhe.... Aiyar.. only manage to drive till Bentong la. Still??!! was a big achievement for me ok!!! =) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*smiles from ear to ear*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we made it home alive!!! taa-daaaa..See.. my driving skills weren't that bad after all.. We survived to see day light again. =p Can't wait to drive again!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-8869908275441332556?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/8869908275441332556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=8869908275441332556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8869908275441332556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/8869908275441332556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/big-deal.html' title='Big deal.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3947275906725414041</id><published>2007-08-01T07:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T08:21:13.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bulu-less guy.</title><content type='html'>After a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG DRAMATIC FIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; along with a&lt;em&gt; few punches and tight slaps&lt;/em&gt; with the idiotic loser bf, we then decided to chill a bit at a mamak shop in ss2 for supper.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'Eh.. you touch my legs and see..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Gives a cock stare*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' For what?!!!... Don't la act gay.. please la hor...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' NO seriously.. &lt;strong&gt;TOUCH AND SEE&lt;/strong&gt; 1st...'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*streches out his beautiful million dollar white leg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' okay lar okay lar.. sure ber-bulu giler.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*touches his leg*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;O.o''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'WHAT THE FUCK?! ...................&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU SHAVE YOUR LEGS AH??!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; OMG.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'nice leh?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*winks*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' OH MY FUCKING GAWD. YOU ARE DAYM &lt;strong&gt;GAY&lt;/strong&gt; MAN.. DAYM &lt;strong&gt;GAY&lt;/strong&gt;.. don't you ever dare touch me again.. you so &lt;strong&gt;GAY&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yucks! I thought only girls shave or wax their legs! I didn't know guys shave their legs too.. seriously!!!! so gay man! so gay!!! I mean.. guys shaving their armpit is already bad enough let alone shaving legs!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;' I daym like my legs now. It is so fair and smooth.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' OMG. please la.. stop touching you legs man..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly fainted for real!!! no kidding.. -.-" that sentence confirm is gay. Those words were actually coming out from his mouth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;' WTF. why on god's green earth you shave your legs for larh?!!'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*blinking hard trying to believe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;'Dunno.. for fun la.. the weather was too hot so I decided to shave off my leg hair to feel a bit cooler.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'WTF. like that oso can ah? then why don't you shave your armpit and hands too la.. might be even more cooler.. eiyerrrr'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*speechless*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3947275906725414041?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3947275906725414041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3947275906725414041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3947275906725414041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3947275906725414041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/08/bulu-less-guy.html' title='Bulu-less guy.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-836570923117830013</id><published>2007-07-30T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T05:11:53.658-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pointless.</title><content type='html'>Yes. We finally broke up.&lt;br /&gt;Happy everyone?&lt;br /&gt;No doubt. Something eveyone been wanting to witness so much huh?&lt;br /&gt;Good for you.&lt;br /&gt;Your dreams finally came true.&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of here.&lt;br /&gt;Don't lecture me anymore. I had more than enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-836570923117830013?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/836570923117830013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=836570923117830013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/836570923117830013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/836570923117830013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/07/pointless.html' title='pointless.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3467074163440328896</id><published>2007-07-29T12:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:57.479-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brain storm.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqzzWX2gswI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-O97PafsFfk/s1600-h/280537938l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092712844334510850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqzzWX2gswI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-O97PafsFfk/s400/280537938l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It is 4.03 in the morning. Am supposed to finish up my law homework bout my brain just don't want to cooperate.. Each time I stop to think.. thousand of thoughts come rushing into my mind interrupting my concentration. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After what Jolene told me the other night, she made me think even more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hakim made me think too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thinking of June and Vern makes me think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nina makes me think too...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No one seems to agree with what I'm doing except myself. No wait. I don't agree with myself either. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Justin and Joanne constatntly asking if I'm doing alright. YES I AM ALRIGHT, dears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Collegemates always asking if I need help. NO I don't need any YET.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Give me time. I'll end the game soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm growing up too fast. I need to give myself a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqztvn2gsqI/AAAAAAAAAL0/05z8EVyArxQ/s1600-h/P1140204.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqztvn2gsrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2lrksPrXwBc/s1600-h/Picture+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092706681056441010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqztvn2gsrI/AAAAAAAAAL8/2lrksPrXwBc/s400/Picture+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My lil sister and me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqztv32gstI/AAAAAAAAAMM/YQHmMq6ntp8/s1600-h/Image037.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5H2gslI/AAAAAAAAALM/2lPuH5-lRkU/s1600-h/457478932l.jpgfg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092705744753570386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5H2gslI/AAAAAAAAALM/2lPuH5-lRkU/s400/457478932l.jpgfg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uv nation. I smoke. I'm trying to quit. I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5H2gsmI/AAAAAAAAALU/civ6e4rORDk/s1600-h/DSC00907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092705744753570402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5H2gsmI/AAAAAAAAALU/civ6e4rORDk/s400/DSC00907.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; At maison. We had fun. I woke up the next morning feeling stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5X2gsnI/AAAAAAAAALc/QiAGN7sibo4/s1600-h/DSC00910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092705749048537714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5X2gsnI/AAAAAAAAALc/QiAGN7sibo4/s400/DSC00910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5X2gsoI/AAAAAAAAALk/fHM9Sx4v_MY/s1600-h/DSC04616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092705749048537730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5X2gsoI/AAAAAAAAALk/fHM9Sx4v_MY/s400/DSC04616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Putra and me. I used to date him and walked away without a word. Now I feel bad. I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5X2gspI/AAAAAAAAALs/rOMAFyWUoY8/s1600-h/DSC00915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092705749048537746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rqzs5X2gspI/AAAAAAAAALs/rOMAFyWUoY8/s400/DSC00915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Juney and me. You said everything seems fine to you. To me, deep under, everything just doesnt feel the same like it used to. Or is it just me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092707265171993330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqzuRn2gsvI/AAAAAAAAAMc/eZ0dTDoxy58/s400/16593405446268l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;An old picture I found. Me in pink. I was only 15 then. Life was simple and I was still innocent. I miss those times. =/ Everyone look so young in the pic!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;P/s : I finally took off my navel piercing. I'm letting the piercing close because my body is rejecting the foreign object causing the layer of skin to get thinner. WTF. after so long... now only the body rejecting it. Gonna repierce soon tho. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;need to hit the bed now! ciaoz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3467074163440328896?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3467074163440328896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3467074163440328896&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3467074163440328896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3467074163440328896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/07/brain-storm.html' title='Brain storm.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqzzWX2gswI/AAAAAAAAAMk/-O97PafsFfk/s72-c/280537938l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-611376479901861664</id><published>2007-07-28T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T22:33:53.024-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free parking.</title><content type='html'>I'm down with a slight fever a terrible cough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cough&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; every hour every minute every second every time.. sometimes I feel like I cough more than i breath man!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;My throat itches&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; BIG TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. hmmmm.. I feel like stuffing my fingers down and start scratching it violently!! &lt;em&gt;geezzzzz....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank gawd I'm much better now. &lt;strong&gt;=) &lt;/strong&gt;except for the extreme-bitchy-cough driving me half nuts. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*gives a bitchy eye roll*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for movies with the bf and 2 of his other guy friends yesterday. The Simpsons Movie was definitely a &lt;strong&gt;BLAST&lt;/strong&gt;. I was laughing so hard until I fart. okay lar okay lar.. I lied about the farting part larh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT SERIOUSLY&lt;/strong&gt;. Go catch it. Its seriously ridiculously hilarious. hehehehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND&lt;em&gt; SOOOOOOOOooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;/em&gt;... after the movies and dinner. We headed to the autopay station to pay the car parking ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ticket was with me. &lt;strong&gt;RIGHT.&lt;/strong&gt; with me... errrkkk.. &lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;em&gt;I think&lt;/em&gt;? &lt;/blockquote&gt;So I stood in front of the machine going through my BIG humongous bag searching for the ticket. I know BIG bags are the current &lt;em&gt;'IN THANG'&lt;/em&gt; but not a very good idea to have them around!!!! My stuff always gets in and can't find its way out.. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*oh jebus*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bf got a bit furious when I told him I couldn't find the ticket. Walked over to the car and started searching inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Results : MISSING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooppssieee.. my bad. I think I lost it... tee-hee =)&lt;br /&gt;The bf's doesn't look too happy tho. So I decided to shut up.&lt;br /&gt;Yalar. Takkan wanna pay 20 bux fine for that piece of paper like ticket kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we got in the car. Drove all the way to the parking entrance where the machine to eject the ticket was. Walked over to the idotic machine and tried to eject a ticket out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Results : FAILED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babi. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*spider pig.. spider pig*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you need a car so that the censor will work thus a ticket comes out. We tried everything including the touch'n'go. Still useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we all finally came to the final most desperate yet brilliant idea. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TO LIFT THE BAR UP&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Oh you know.. the bar lifts up when you insert the ticket into the machine before exit? yea. that batang thingy.. The friend lifted the bar up as the bf tried to drive under it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank gawd his car was low enough to get through. Luckily no guards were around to catch us with our jackie-chan like act. If kena caught on CCTV pun mampos la. not like they can do anything right? D-urh. we buzzed off ASAP larrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yea. end of story. We got out of the car park without having to pay for parking fee and the missing ticket. How cool. The fun and thrill.&lt;strong&gt; =)&lt;/strong&gt;  Moral of the story.. Next time if you lost your tix.. don't panic.. try driving under the bar. Might get you out for free too &lt;strong&gt; =p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-611376479901861664?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/611376479901861664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=611376479901861664&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/611376479901861664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/611376479901861664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/07/free-parking.html' title='Free parking.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-737846485593925770</id><published>2007-07-24T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:57.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqYfG32gsjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QqIIinf0ofE/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090790631721185842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqYfG32gsjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QqIIinf0ofE/s400/Picture+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqYfHH2gskI/AAAAAAAAALE/lrTb9HfQLEM/s1600-h/Picture+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090790636016153154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqYfHH2gskI/AAAAAAAAALE/lrTb9HfQLEM/s400/Picture+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right. Pictures of my healing blue blacks. Violent.  Mind you, I still have more all over my body. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*ngeh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parents found out bout the blue blacks yesterday. The threw thousand and one question bout the blue blacks which almost drown me.. And I just ran into my room and pretend to sleep to avoid being questioned and lectured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"I'm perfectly alright." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Words that I've been repeating since almost everyone I know been asking whats wrong with me. Don't I look fine to you? huh? huh? And please please please don't give me that pityful mercyful stare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I skipped college again today. &lt;strong&gt;FOR A GOOD REASON THOUGH&lt;/strong&gt;. I went for my driving test larhhhh... Which I would like to proudly announce that &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I'VE  PASSED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... wheeeeeeeee.. finally can drive legally!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-sorry. not in the mood to blog- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love ya guys. I miss my friends. Lets have a get together party. PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-737846485593925770?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/737846485593925770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=737846485593925770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/737846485593925770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/737846485593925770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-ok.html' title='I&apos;m ok.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RqYfG32gsjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/QqIIinf0ofE/s72-c/Picture+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-1277713425657381890</id><published>2007-07-22T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T11:49:50.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglected.</title><content type='html'>It is 2.32am.&lt;br /&gt;Here I am sitting alone wondering what have I got myself into.&lt;br /&gt;College started 2 weeks ago. I'm not coping well.&lt;br /&gt;I've already skipped 2 classes so far. Not finishing my homework. And trying hard to understand whats going on in class.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is not happy with me. He doesn't show much. But I know.&lt;br /&gt;Mommy is too pissed at me to even care less.&lt;br /&gt;Even my friends aren't happy at me with what I'm doing now.&lt;br /&gt;I leave for college as early at 7 in the morning and coming back only at 12 midnight.&lt;br /&gt;I've got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bruises&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;blue blacks&lt;/span&gt; all over my body.&lt;br /&gt;I go out everyday neglecting my studies, family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I don't even get to see mommy for days even when we live under the same roof.&lt;br /&gt;I want to hang out badly with my friends. But someone is stopping me.&lt;br /&gt;Why do I let him control me?  Exactly.I don't want to. I have my own life.&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, He wins.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was a fling. But now its a wee too late to turn back and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;I know it is not worth it. Yet I find it hard to pull myself altogether and let go.&lt;br /&gt;I've got too attached.&lt;br /&gt;He puts me into deep shit. Creating troubles for me to drown in.&lt;br /&gt;I want to get back on track. Lead life the way I used to. Hanging out with friends and start studying again.&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm wrong. Please forgive me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-1277713425657381890?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/1277713425657381890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=1277713425657381890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1277713425657381890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/1277713425657381890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/07/neglected.html' title='Neglected.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2774757738280025548</id><published>2007-07-02T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:58.568-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screaming pregnancy</title><content type='html'>Few days ago, Joanne came over to my place to sleepover. Joanne, incase anyone out there who still has this BIG question mark over their head wondering who this chick is, she is my bestie I met during my 3 months stay at Bandar Muadzam Shah for my National Service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She had a 3 days and 2 nights stay at my place. And thanks to her I felt much better. No more lonely nights while my mood swings terribly. =) We even went to Hartamas to meet up with Justin Ng!! I miss justin already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082848954337194706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RonoMaI78tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4V0YdFL4N84/s400/P1140488+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. few days ago I remembered sending Justin Wong ( aiyayay! too many Justins around. confusing piece of shit.) an SMS telling him I feel like getting pregnant. And I even told Justin Ng that I felt pregnant the other day. PREGNANT. And I thought I was having a psycho case attack thinking I'm the only weirdo wanting to get pregnant for the fun of it. *ngeh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So one morning, Joanne was lying next to me in bed chit-chatting. Suddenly the PREGNANT topic came into mind. And Joanne was the one started it off 1st!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;"eh, I feel like getting pregnant."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stoned for a moment. Come again? Rewind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;" I feel like getting pregnant."&lt;/em&gt; That was what she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOLLY MOLLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. goodness gracious. She is so my gang! Welcome to the club baybeh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"yeah! me too!!! OMG OMG OMG."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I screamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what Joanne started doing? She pulled up the blanket and rolled it into a form of a round ball and started stuffing into her baby-tee.&lt;br /&gt;I got all excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"hang on hang on! lemme go get the camera~!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and taa-daaaaa.. we look like this &lt;strong&gt;IF WE EVER GET PREGNANT larrrrr.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082848945747260098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RonoL6I78sI/AAAAAAAAAKs/sPbVf0GnV4g/s400/P1140486.psde+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne look so like a pregnant mommy. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PASSED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  She has the style of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082848932862358194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RonoLKI78rI/AAAAAAAAAKk/jMDok6hX5bw/s400/P1140487.jpgh+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; But look at me. I failed kaw kaw man. No style. Look at the weird shape of my artificial tummy. Confirmed not a good pregnant mother.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;FAILED&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-2774757738280025548?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2774757738280025548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2774757738280025548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2774757738280025548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2774757738280025548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/07/screaming-pregnancy.html' title='Screaming pregnancy'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RonoMaI78tI/AAAAAAAAAK0/4V0YdFL4N84/s72-c/P1140488+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-3915298524631154472</id><published>2007-06-28T03:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T03:23:58.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories of melawati high 06</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/KGBpwJiNSwI' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/KGBpwJiNSwI'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy people!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-3915298524631154472?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/3915298524631154472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=3915298524631154472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3915298524631154472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/3915298524631154472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/06/memories-of-melawati-high-06.html' title='Memories of melawati high 06'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-4923170866156487746</id><published>2007-06-28T01:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T02:01:08.462-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rebound.</title><content type='html'>A &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG HUMONGOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; thank you to Justin Wong for the daym layan my emo session last night.&lt;br /&gt;What would I do without you??!!!&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming all the way to KLCC to teman me walk around the park till everything shuts down and the lights go off.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for sending me all the way back and thank gawd you found your way home!! hehe..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for listening to my ever so dumb and sick problem.&lt;br /&gt;The only line that you said and is still stuck in my head is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;" I TOLD YOU SO."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I kept saying. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;" ya ya. I know I know!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;First you thought you were in&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly you realise you are&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Later on &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;realise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; you can't live without the person.&lt;br /&gt;Next you found out your heart was&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; breaking&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;You wake up the next morning feeling perfectly &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alright&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;And you already have a new&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; boyfriend&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;How cool is life?&lt;br /&gt;hahahhahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joanne is coming over tomorrow to stay over for a couple of days!!&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Double yay! Triple yay!&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see her. =)&lt;br /&gt;muackssss..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-4923170866156487746?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/4923170866156487746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=4923170866156487746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4923170866156487746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/4923170866156487746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/06/rebound.html' title='Rebound.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-7969423251206214072</id><published>2007-06-26T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:01:59.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shall be missed.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080550824711287426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RoG-DqI78oI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wohtIhn2j0U/s400/nina+mitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nina and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080550829006254738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RoG-D6I78pI/AAAAAAAAAKU/Och81dIyL4Y/s400/wwaee.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;Nina. Phrav (me brother!) &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, when a person walks out of your life, you just couldn't careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes when a special someone walks out, your heart suddenly sinks to the bottom. Walking around with a soul without a heart. EMPTY-ness fills in. Pretending everything will be fine. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;" I'll do fine."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I kept telling myself. Life would be so different. Feels like I've lost part of myself. But yet, life still moves on and I'll drag myself to it. Feelings I felt when I woke up that morning, realising I can't call her anymore. I teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080552173331018402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RoG_SKI78qI/AAAAAAAAAKc/EeqVhGlg2uo/s400/z59798339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nina left for Banting to further her studies yesterday. Yes I know Banting is just 45 minutes drive around the corner from here. But still.... The night before she left I actually made an effort to go all the way to her place at 12.30 midnight to see her for the last time. Only manage to talk to her through bars since only her maid keeps the gate keys and she is asleep. While taking to her I kept hearing myself repeating the same line &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;" Life is so not going to be the same again without you."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I felt tears rolling down my warm cheeks. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"Michy, are you crying? Don't cry. You making me feel like crying too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;said Nina. I shook my head... wiped off my tears and told her I'm alright with my trembling voice. If only I can beg her to stay knowing it is the closest thing to impossible.&lt;br /&gt;I teared for her. I seldom cry even if it is the most painful thing on earth. Crying was never an option for me when I'm down. I find it hard to cry. I always put on a mask to show how tough I am even tho I'm feeling horrible deep under. But that night I cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the person I trusted most. She knows everything about me even my deepest and ugliest secrets. The troubles I've went through. No one knows me better than that.&lt;br /&gt;Who am I going to seek for when I have problems next time? Not that I don't have any other close friends.. But not everyone makes me feel the way how Nina makes me feel. =/&lt;br /&gt;No more going jogging together. No more hanging out together. No more sleeping overs. No more movies and shopping together. No more late night session on the phone. No more Korean movies. No more hearing her screaming &lt;em&gt;"LEE DONG WOOK opa~~~!!!"&lt;/em&gt; anymore. No more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought things would actually happen so quick.&lt;br /&gt;Too fast that it takes time to digest.&lt;br /&gt;We are growing up too fast.. Naive as I am.. I still live in a world of innocence.&lt;br /&gt;She shall be missed deeply by me. Truly.&lt;br /&gt;I can only wish her all the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-7969423251206214072?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/7969423251206214072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=7969423251206214072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7969423251206214072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/7969423251206214072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/06/shall-be-miss.html' title='Shall be missed.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/RoG-DqI78oI/AAAAAAAAAKM/wohtIhn2j0U/s72-c/nina+mitch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2365722397628292502</id><published>2007-06-25T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:02:00.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelina Jolie wannabe.</title><content type='html'>Yes. The certain someone pissed me off last night and I slept at 4 am.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted my time painting my toe nails red. =p&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11a.m this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy told me to get all dolled up so that I can get my passport size photo taken. Needed them for college stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And check out the out come. As usual... my passpost size photos never did and never will turn out pretty and I have no idea why!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;" I think I got serious face problem la."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;" You memang &lt;strong&gt;UGLY&lt;/strong&gt; pon wat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;" WHAT??!! so hurtful la you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;"yea what!!! LOok.. your eyes one big and one small."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;" NOt my fault okay.. I used to wear spects thats why!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"still? &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;UGLY MEANS UGLY LA&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meanie lil brat had to say those words.Okay. I know right honesty is the best policy.. but still???!!! Had to be so straight forward la..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; THANKS LARRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;* roll eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at my cheeks!!! So puffy.. or in other words... FAT la..&lt;br /&gt;sighh.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrQQIa9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5pdZ3qVY4T0/s1600-h/1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079956669166283730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrQQIa9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5pdZ3qVY4T0/s400/1183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrwQIa-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OYuPdP28wds/s1600-h/1183.jpgew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079956677756218338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrwQIa-I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/OYuPdP28wds/s400/1183.jpgew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eiiikkk.. my eyes look like the cat in SHERK.. puss in boots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrwQIa_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7ruRsmtYv1w/s1600-h/1183.jpgw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079956677756218354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrwQIa_I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7ruRsmtYv1w/s400/1183.jpgw.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This picture reflects the dumb fug look..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm not happy with the photo. So since it is already fugly.. I think I'll just fugly-fied it la.. The power of photoshop.. taa-daaa..&lt;br /&gt;If only I can photoshop my passport photos.. I think I'll look hotter than Angelina Jolie. heh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4942604295820192937-2365722397628292502?l=overdosedrug.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/feeds/2365722397628292502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4942604295820192937&amp;postID=2365722397628292502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2365722397628292502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4942604295820192937/posts/default/2365722397628292502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://overdosedrug.blogspot.com/2007/06/angelina-jolie-wannabe.html' title='Angelina Jolie wannabe.'/><author><name>ωΐċчэггє</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09869396975234142358</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S9PVu9w1aOM/Rn-hrQQIa9I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/5pdZ3qVY4T0/s72-c/1183.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4942604295820192937.post-2753282397078196532</id><published>2007-06-23T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:06:22.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool age a.k.a College</title><content type='html'>I wake up every morning counting days. Soon I'll be counting hours. Then I'll be counting seconds till college starts! yikes.&lt;br /&gt;The mix feeling between excited and scared. And also a tiny teaspoon full of lazy-ness as well.&lt;br /&gt;No idea how am I going to cope up with my studies looking at my horrible terrible vegetable command of London.&lt;br /&gt;Plus my brain is already rusty since I've not been using it for like sayy.. 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;OMG. 6 months weh! If I was pregnant my baby would be born in another 3 more months!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to sleep early every night and wake up REAL early in the morning to attend classes.&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll have to &lt;em&gt;squeezzeeeeeee&lt;/em&gt; my way in to the&lt;em&gt; fug-crowd-packed&lt;/em&gt; LRT and STAND (or if I'm lucky enuf some hawt dude might give me his seat)  all the way to Bangsar&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt; ALONE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to get to college. sheesshhh.. Now I seriously don't like the idea of starting college.&lt;br /&gt;And oh oh.. plusssss.. Then I have to start worrying of what to wear to college. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;Skirt? Pants? What colour top? what colour undies? What colour bra?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;okay. just kidding. =p&lt;br /&gt;Am I like over reacting huh??! I've been bugging Juney and Jolene with all these stupid questions. I bet when they read this post their reaction will be like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*rolls eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"There goes again. Mich having her Psycho-attack on her college life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes yes. I am immune to the reaction they give me. =D&lt;br /&gt;And then I'll have to start using my brain again to Staaaa-deee !!&lt;br /&gt; I have to study and start burning the midnight oil all over again.arrgghhhhh.. history is repeating by itself again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*bangs head on wall*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OOOOO&lt;/span&gt;OOOOOOOOO&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OO&lt;/span&gt;...................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shheessshhh...&lt;br /&gt;All this college life is giving me pressure.&lt;br /&gt;It is making me think.&lt;br /&gt;I hate to think.. I dont like using my brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the worst part is.. EVERYONE IS ALREADY HALF WAY THROUGH WHAT THEY ARE LEARNING IN COLLEGE AND IM ONLY ENROLLING SOON. bah.&lt;br /&gt;Some of them are already graduating by end of this year. And I'm still lost. gah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so need HELP.&lt;br /&gt;The best part of college is that I can go shopping for my college clothes!!!&lt;br /&gt;But again. here comes the suckie part... I'M BROKE. where is the money??? =(&lt;br /&gt;Such a depressing post. 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