<?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-11114239</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:22:23.321-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:: My Love.For Sale ::</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-114606319123300055</id><published>2006-04-26T07:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T07:53:11.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just to announce something,     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE HAVING MY BIRTHDAY PIT ON THE 17TH AND 18TH JUNE AT ECP DIS YR.&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE 2 MORE BIRTHDAY GURLS WITH ME.&lt;br /&gt;IN ALL,3 BIRTHDAY GURLS.&lt;br /&gt;HOPE EUU GUYS OUT DERE CAN COME KIES (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-114606319123300055?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114606319123300055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=114606319123300055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114606319123300055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114606319123300055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/just-to-announce-something-i-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-114500177816715809</id><published>2006-04-14T00:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-14T01:02:58.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;im super duper happy rite now and i cant wait to go to work tomorroww..(yes,WORK!*rolls eyes*)&lt;br /&gt;hehehs!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;causee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my syg got the job at my workplace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;meaning i would be able to see him more often at my workplace noww!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yeays!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den i shall nt have to worry about people asking me whether Shalihin is my bf or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;in case u guys duno, KHAIRUL is my bf and SHALIHIN is my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaki-merepek &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bestfriend!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u feel me people?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my syg got hired under the frozen department as a part timer first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;all thnks to hassan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard from him that he and ken are planning to put my syg under the fulltimer's vacant if his performance is great.&lt;br /&gt;meaning no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pontengs&lt;/span&gt;,slacking etcetc..&lt;br /&gt;dun worry, i'll make sure he does his work.&lt;br /&gt;hehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing my effort worked,took the iniatitive to ask for a job vacant from hassan.&lt;br /&gt;thank god,everything worked out well and my syg is goin to see me in action at work dis cumin sat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sape bully dd,blgg b kayy.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D heard that hassan said something like he wanted to quit his job but somehow my presence had stopped him from doing so...&lt;br /&gt;weird..&lt;br /&gt;den he also told me that he wun forget someone like me cause he's my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peminat&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;big joke seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been meeting my syg quite often these past few days..&lt;br /&gt;he's been coming dwn here quite alot lately.&lt;br /&gt;as usual,he's being so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menteel and manjee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah!&lt;br /&gt;could still remember the time he asked for my hand,then spoke something sweet to me and kissed my hand,my cheeks and my forehead.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;at that point, i was pretending to 'mrajok' and he actually made me smile unknowingly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mane aci sehh dd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din notice these past few days i was actually being&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sooooo manje &lt;/span&gt;with him..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;for those guys who had once been my bf,i think u guys shld knoe that im nt really that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;manje type of girl&lt;/span&gt; and also the one who doesnt really &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mrajok(as in ikot tmpt laa,jgn terlampau sgt sudaa)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he'll go..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bbbbbbbbbbbb....*in the most manje voice everrrrr*"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i liikkkeeeee u noeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;ehehe..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and gosh, now i noe that my syg is sooo cheekkyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adduuii,mcm manelah ibu jage dier dulu2 agknye ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dahtu notyy dier semcm sehh..&lt;br /&gt;hahaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another good newss is that,my parents are planning to celebrate my bro's and sis's belated bday at Seoul Garden and the best part is mama is askin kak ain and my sayang alongggg..&lt;br /&gt;gerek sehh..&lt;br /&gt;my abg is being sooo friendly and warm towards my syg...&lt;br /&gt;they had been talking non stop at the bus stop and my sis has learnt to sms him when i culdnt reply his msges and i can sense that they are getting along well..&lt;br /&gt;alhamdullilahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw,happy birthday to Shalihin,Hassan and Hussein!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-114500177816715809?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114500177816715809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=114500177816715809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114500177816715809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114500177816715809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2006/04/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-114408227525047120</id><published>2006-04-03T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T09:37:55.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asl org ckp muke aku mcm SUSI(DIA)...?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my syg said so and even shalihin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biar betooool?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'VE DELETED MY FRIENDSTER ACCOUNT(again)!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap2-&lt;br /&gt;cause theres simply too many 'hi leh kenal2?' etcetc..&lt;br /&gt;and too many unknown peeps adding in msn..&lt;br /&gt;i did it in my own accord cause i guess its already time i stop using this kind of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;making-friends&lt;/span&gt; service cause im contented to have only&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hubbyku &lt;/span&gt;for dis time being..&lt;br /&gt;hehs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayaangggg,no need to worry ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;like i said, having onliee euu is more than enough for me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sayannnngg euuu~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loovee,iLaa~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-114371472858010458</id><published>2006-03-30T02:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T02:32:08.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hola(:&lt;br /&gt;its raining heavily now and it somehow reminded of me and my syg yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we din expect yesterday to rain so my syg wore surf shorts and tees and ended up he was freezing cold..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kesian la my syg ni satu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i've gt a surprise for him and he liked it very much..hehe..thank God..&lt;br /&gt;and so we ate at our favourite spot, kfc (lol!) and im surprised at the rate he's finishing his food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak bedek je ckp tk lapa..bluekk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the mushy2 things we do,headed home ard 11 plus..&lt;br /&gt;reason being- went to pay my bill and register mum's prepaid card..&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of my syg to accompany me until 11plus cause there's a slight delay for the register thingy..&lt;br /&gt;told him to go home first since 30's last bus is at 1135..but he din want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;noty la kamu nie..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my pay 4 dis month is soo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats for all the absentism.&lt;br /&gt;huahua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched simple life-my all time fav show and talked to my hunnie on the fon..&lt;br /&gt;pity him alot now..&lt;br /&gt;its true about what most are saying-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;friends come and go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty hard to find true friends nowadays uh?&lt;br /&gt;they'll be at your side when ure happy but always missing when you're in trouble..&lt;br /&gt;you are willing to wipe their tears or be with them when they're sad but can dey do the same to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"buat ape ade kawan stakat untuk bermesra aje,lebih baik takde kwn langsong"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes its better not to have any friends as long as ure contented with what u have now.&lt;br /&gt;true enough?&lt;br /&gt;dun care about what the others hafta say as long as ure happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just remember dis sayang, no matter what...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IM ALWAYS HERE FOR YOU..THRU UPS AND DOWNS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what ibu said.."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kau dgn ila je da cukop abg"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;thanks eh ibu..&lt;br /&gt;kheheke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-114371472858010458?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114371472858010458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=114371472858010458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114371472858010458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114371472858010458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/hola-its-raining-heavily-now-and-it.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-114354385627683538</id><published>2006-03-28T02:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T03:04:16.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;life's been great,superb to be exact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've never wanted anything more than you,my baby.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;first and foremost,Slamat Pengantin Baru kepade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; abg rizalku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; kak linda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cute la korg berdue hari tu,lagi2 kak linda yg sungguh jambu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cpat2la beli kereta takkan asek nak naek motor aje kann..hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres just soo many people that happens to make my day last sat..&lt;br /&gt;its definitely YOU my syg and of course my darling cuzzie..&lt;br /&gt;hehee..&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the slipper eh beb..&lt;br /&gt;saayang kaoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just too many silly acts during the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bersanding&lt;/span&gt; time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;biasela kiter mane leh bertemunye..confirm havoc..ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;btw she just loveees to blast my mp3..and i really mean BLAST!&lt;br /&gt;yelahh mp3 aku mcm mp3 kau jgak kann..hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;after that,proceed to nad's pit..(Happy Bday BEB,da legal nampakk?hehe)&lt;br /&gt;managed to sleepover at her pit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;had soo much fun with my sayanggg..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did lotsa romantic stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;like berkepit-ing with each other most of the time..&lt;br /&gt;laying under the stars and talking about them..&lt;br /&gt;sleeping on your lap..&lt;br /&gt;feeding each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and ALL the things you did for me is verryy much appreciated la darlinggg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both of us know how much we loved each other rightt??&lt;br /&gt;muaackkss!!&lt;br /&gt;and thank you syg for accompanying me to the esplanade to pay ayah's bill...&lt;br /&gt;to and fro somemore..&lt;br /&gt;hehe...&lt;br /&gt;sayang euu laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kempunan nasik ambeng ehh..?&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee,iLaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-114354385627683538?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114354385627683538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=114354385627683538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114354385627683538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114354385627683538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/lifes-been-greatsuperb-to-be-exact.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-114294115615308609</id><published>2006-03-21T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T03:39:16.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;oukie sayanggs, think this entry is going to be a long one ey..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUES(21 MAR)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost-&lt;br /&gt;i felt like a&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; selenge bacin&lt;/span&gt; yesterday cause i think im the only soul who is not aware that the results would be released when the clock strikes 12&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(as quoted by the bacen,nad-haha).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i was on the fon with my sayang when she msged me.&lt;br /&gt;was damn shocked cause i wasnt ready to see my results!&lt;br /&gt;cause i noe i'll be a dead meat anytime and prolly i would hafta come down to schoolf or the supp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'henggg' ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i've passed all my modules again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weee!&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;was super happy laa!&lt;br /&gt;im not dreaming rightt? -slap me laa!&lt;br /&gt;cause i thought im goin to fail stats, jap and java!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;so damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;funny how yong chiang called me to ask whether i've passed my java..&lt;br /&gt;study hard for the supp tau!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i noe you can do it,boy-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;god,lucky me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALHAMDULLILAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MON(20 MAR)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine,that day i actually happened to date my sayang and catch a movie so happily not knowing my results would be out later at 12.haha!&lt;br /&gt;if i've known earlier,i wouldn't be out in the first place i guess?hehe..&lt;br /&gt;watched dorm.&lt;br /&gt;not that scary BUT they have great storyline.&lt;br /&gt;but i think my sayang got freaked out ALOT ey?hhehs..&lt;br /&gt;go catch it if u havent guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before watching the movie..&lt;br /&gt;my sayang asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"bb syg d tak?"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said 'no'(as in jokingly) ALOT of times..&lt;br /&gt;den when he sort off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'mrajok-ed'&lt;/span&gt;, i told him i did.&lt;br /&gt;yes syg,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i DO love you&lt;/span&gt;.hehe&lt;br /&gt;he asked me to shut my eyes and turn my heads the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;den he asked me to hold on to something that he had placed on my hand.&lt;br /&gt;i did.&lt;br /&gt;only to feel something hard,circular 'thing' in a carrier.&lt;br /&gt;guess laa-?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a REAL red rose in a glass.&lt;br /&gt;he told me the rose can lasts for like 3-5 yrs cause the 'solution' in the glass might somehow could preserved it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my boyfriend is sweet??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;say yessss plss?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the date was tremendous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all on him..&lt;br /&gt;only the spoiler is that, i've got my cramps!&lt;br /&gt;urrgh.&lt;br /&gt;i told him i gt thirsty easily at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;such point of time&lt;/span&gt;.heh.&lt;br /&gt;den he bought me a bottle of drink before i gt home tho i told him its okay cause im just like 1 block away from home?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so cute!&lt;br /&gt;thanks syg for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes the touching part,erkhem..&lt;br /&gt;i think im such a stupid gf laaa *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;i din get to notice certain things my bf does to please me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cekik me can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells,we had some kind of heart-to-heart conversation on the phone yest nite.&lt;br /&gt;he told me somehow or rather he felt that he loved me more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;he told me how i changed him from a gangster to such a person now.&lt;br /&gt;he told me he was elated that i told him that he looked like a good boy now with his new haircut.&lt;br /&gt;guys, look at my bf now.&lt;br /&gt;he no longer have piercings,super long nails(hehe) on the pinky(?) finger,jetblack hair(minus the slight remains of the blonde ones)..&lt;br /&gt;he likes it when i told him he looked like good boy..&lt;br /&gt;so why not help him boost his confidence level back as a better person since he likes it?&lt;br /&gt;whoever tries to remind him of his past and wants him to be like the way he is in the past,please berambos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;babi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to know from him, that he is willing to dress up the way i like to see guys in only cause he wants me to like him even more.&lt;br /&gt;and, when he knew that i prefer guys with scrambler bikes rather than KR..&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISINGLY,he wanted to have one to when he got his licence.&lt;br /&gt;i was shocked cause before that he was criticising and insulting scrambler bikes all the da wayy but he changed his mind in the end when he got to know what i like..&lt;br /&gt;i din noe all that until yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sosorry la sayanggg..&lt;br /&gt;just remember its just a mere preference BUT whoever you are,whatever you have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DOESN"T MATTER TO ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL I WANT IS U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I DUN CARE ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE AS LONG AS I HAVE MY KHAIRUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OKIE SYG?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"d nak bwk kereta lembu pon b tak kesah aslkan pemandu dier adelah d"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, i had been receiving strange calls from a guy ard 12 midnite for 2 days straight..&lt;br /&gt;to whoever you are,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"naseb baek incoming call aku free ,kalau tak!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAT(18 MAR)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell u guys about dis particular malay chap who had somehow or rather came to my rescue when a Thai guy tried to take advantage of me in the bus?&lt;br /&gt;so thankful to him la,really.&lt;br /&gt;after work i boarded bus 15(be careful girls when u board this bus)..&lt;br /&gt;theres this thai guy sat beside me in the bus and tried to sit as close to me as possible.&lt;br /&gt;den he placed his hand beside mine and place his bags on my lap.not on my entire lap but more to my left leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bloody irritating, i knoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to move in a little bit more, and he did too!&lt;br /&gt;bodoh btol.&lt;br /&gt;den he kept looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;just as i thought of leaving the seat, i felt someone tapping my shoulders from the back.&lt;br /&gt;that malay chap prolly in his 20s, told me to move to the back seat.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;somehow he raised his voice at the Thai guy to ask him to move aside to let me out.&lt;br /&gt;then he asked this particular bangla who sat at the back,to move away to let me sit..&lt;br /&gt;he told,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"lain kali siku aje dorg tu sume"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i was somehow a bit shy but i managed to thank him.&lt;br /&gt;thanks alott ey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUN(19 MAR)-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a surprise from my syg after work.&lt;br /&gt;was changing in the pantry area afterwhich i gt a call from my syg asking where am i.&lt;br /&gt;i told him im about to accompany my other colleagues as they wanted me to accompany them for their break when i finished work at 6 dat day.&lt;br /&gt;den u told me actually u are already outside Parkway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;gatal ehh?datang senyap2 tknk blg ehh? hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think its so sweet of u to fetch me from work EVENTHO U TRIED TO SURPRISE ME BY NOT TELLING ME THAT YOU ARE FETCHING ME DAT DAY..&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;den i met u ,casper and khaizal nearby the mac area.&lt;br /&gt;and u handed me something.&lt;br /&gt;my meal!&lt;br /&gt;ehhee..&lt;br /&gt;thank u syg for buying me food knowing i hadnt consumed anything the whole day..&lt;br /&gt;it was so unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;malu arrr..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i better stop here,too lengthy already.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-114224940249855060</id><published>2006-03-13T02:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T03:30:02.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;back for updates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nak update ni,nak kene ader ilham dulu baru bleh type..*grins*&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so its the holidays now..&lt;br /&gt;sucha relieve..&lt;br /&gt;basically,theres no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) projects&lt;br /&gt;2) bloody long lectures(!!)&lt;br /&gt;3) boring tutorials*yawns&lt;br /&gt;4) long bus ride on 22*pat bus stop CD tu okay laa..HAHA&lt;br /&gt;5) early mornings!*yea&lt;br /&gt;6) can 'bergayot' for as long as i want.*hehe&lt;br /&gt;7) can jumpe my sayangs often!&lt;br /&gt;8) &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak payah kemas beg atau carik baju untuk skola beb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and most of all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9)EXAMS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rough updates on my life currently-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovelife.&lt;br /&gt;SUPERB.&lt;br /&gt;from good to excellent eh syg?*hehe..&lt;br /&gt;things are improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mama &lt;/span&gt;have met you and she's okay with us going out together..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ibu&lt;/span&gt; are much more comfortable with me and so am i..&lt;br /&gt;things are just so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;and ur percentage of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gatal-ness&lt;/span&gt; semakin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;up&lt;/span&gt; b tgk ehhh?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work-wise.&lt;br /&gt;i can gt high blood pressure in no time.&lt;br /&gt;SHALIHINNN!! stop bullying me can?&lt;br /&gt;urghh!&lt;br /&gt;stop making fun of me infront of naufal!&lt;br /&gt;paiseh sehhh..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;but what can i say, we always rawk!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;with us, touching all the pork stuffs, spoil veggies, bad fruits, rejected flours, broken/sticky liquids..&lt;br /&gt;end up with us playing with them..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;such happy times!&lt;br /&gt;and the bdak2 yg baru masok keje, tkmo gatal2 nak kenal2 bleh?&lt;br /&gt;baru keje nak mcm2 ehh..&lt;br /&gt;tgh susun2 sayor pon sempat nak kenal2,&lt;br /&gt;ader tgh tarik jet lagik..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;mampos.&lt;br /&gt;ngan hassan yg tak abes2 suro aku nyanyi sbab dier kater aku siti nurhaliza.&lt;br /&gt;plus ishak ngan muaz(cheyy NAD,kau suke dier kan?..HAHA), sembarang je ckp aku kahwen dgn datuk K.&lt;br /&gt;sape sehh?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oukays, i've just bought the ipod charger.&lt;br /&gt;freakin 80 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;but i assume its okay since it would be easier for HIM to borrow my ipod next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i tell you that i went to HIS pit on sun wearing a kebaya?&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;i did came down on sat and din planned to come down on sun but eventually i had to cause on sat, i din manage to taste&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ibu(she calls my mum,mama and i call his,ibu..hahs!) &lt;/span&gt;cooking..&lt;br /&gt;when im in bus 30 with him on my way back home,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ibu &lt;/span&gt;called me asking where am i and she was sort of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terkecik hati &lt;/span&gt;cause i left the place before she could manage to let me eat her bryani.&lt;br /&gt;sanggop dier balek masak utk aku,tau2 je dtg balek wcp aku da takde..made me feel badd sehh..&lt;br /&gt;i din noe lahhs..&lt;br /&gt;and so i tell her to cook more for me on sun cause i'll be coming dwn to eat her cookings.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;den she told me,&lt;br /&gt;" kul 7 pagi cik da balek umah untuk masak"..hehe&lt;br /&gt;she's just so sweet laa..&lt;br /&gt;mcm anak dier jgak..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what with me wearing the kebaya?&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;okay actually before that i hafta attend my distant-cousin's marriage.&lt;br /&gt;and so all of us(as in the families) came down..&lt;br /&gt;i miss the kompang part.&lt;br /&gt;and the marriage was superb la cause the bride and groom was being escorted by all the mat motors..&lt;br /&gt;design motor..&lt;br /&gt;so all the guys are wearing the design shirts.&lt;br /&gt;superrr cool laaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that me and momsie was sittin at the void deck behind our house to wait for our uncle to fetch us with the trailer(sp?)..gerek ah ramai2 dudok sempit2..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and there happens to have dis bus of bdak2 kompang passing by from the wedding nearby.&lt;br /&gt;all so gatal..dey started waving their hands and smiling..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;even mum noticed that..&lt;br /&gt;den she said one of them looked like my ex..&lt;br /&gt;i din notice actually..&lt;br /&gt;i duno if thats him?&lt;br /&gt;duno laa,can be bothered..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my darling aina is away for a 2 day holiday to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;pathetic sehh..&lt;br /&gt;im goin miss her and our lepak-ing session..&lt;br /&gt;soon eh babe?&lt;br /&gt;*kiss2* utk kao!&lt;br /&gt;aku tau kao geli..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-114224940249855060?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/114224940249855060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=114224940249855060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114224940249855060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/114224940249855060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2006/03/back-for-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-113973970598266277</id><published>2006-02-12T01:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T02:21:46.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oukie guys, im back to update.&lt;br /&gt;miss my absence?No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, my way of blogging is getting rusty already.&lt;br /&gt;haha.what a way to describe.&lt;br /&gt;anyways, projects are getting suck-ier by day.&lt;br /&gt;and so does the exams.&lt;br /&gt;damn stressed inside but noone noes on the outside.&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT!&lt;br /&gt;my d..&lt;br /&gt;hehees.&lt;br /&gt;thats just the typical me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when im stressed,noone can tell.&lt;br /&gt;cause im the type who dun go ard sighing and making a big fuss of the shits im goin thru.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;br /&gt;its all in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end,who can figure out that im actually under pressure?&lt;br /&gt;of course la my syg.&lt;br /&gt;khairul roslanku..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;each time he will ask me do i have any problems/stress?&lt;br /&gt;and i could say is a .."No"..&lt;br /&gt;its just not me if i always say im stressed with stuffs and all.&lt;br /&gt;BUT,&lt;br /&gt;since u said that my problem is also urs..&lt;br /&gt;i WILL attempt to voice out k?&lt;br /&gt;love euu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday,he keep on saying things to prove to me that he loves me alot..&lt;br /&gt;he goes on and on and on..but i kept quiet.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;and lastly,i asked him, "D tk haus?"..&lt;br /&gt;he was like huh?cam blur2 gitu..&lt;br /&gt;cam kiut gitu..&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;cause he has been talking non-stop.thats the thing.&lt;br /&gt;but i like~&lt;br /&gt;huahua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i've got myself a new kittie.&lt;br /&gt;more likely to have found it.&lt;br /&gt;its a gorgeous one infact.&lt;br /&gt;at first d was asking me to bring the hamster on tuesday cause he wanted to look after it for a week but he changed his mind yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;he wanted to look after the kittie instead.&lt;br /&gt;tapikaaann,dgr dier ckp nanti dier nak wrestling dgn tu kucing...&lt;br /&gt;cam tk jadi gituu.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tgklah camne..its either the hamster or the kittie.&lt;br /&gt;make sure nanti jage btol2 eh..&lt;br /&gt;si casper plak nak sgt aku bwk hamster aku.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d's fetching me up from sch 2moro.&lt;br /&gt;yeay-ness!&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;valentine's day coming?&lt;br /&gt;dun really celebrate it but can i regard it as like lover's day?&lt;br /&gt;can?&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOve,iLa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-113973970598266277?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113973970598266277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=113973970598266277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113973970598266277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113973970598266277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2006/02/oukie-guys-im-back-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-113444757529660967</id><published>2005-12-12T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T20:19:35.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been ages since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;1 month plus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case u people still dun know,&lt;br /&gt;im currently attached now.&lt;br /&gt;im apologising to some guys out there cause i seldom reply to your msges.&lt;br /&gt;i know u meant friends but then, im tryin to avoid future doubts that may cause understanding.&lt;br /&gt;it has happened once, i dun wish for it to happen again.&lt;br /&gt;and it has hurt me too.&lt;br /&gt;but things are going on pretty smooth as for now.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully.hehs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inn, if you're readin this, oi gile!&lt;br /&gt;holiday pat turkey tak igt nak balek ke?&lt;br /&gt;keje macam mane?&lt;br /&gt;holiday btol nampak eh!&lt;br /&gt;kurang asam ah!&lt;br /&gt;souvenir tetap kene kasik eh..&lt;br /&gt;eh, alot of things has been happening to me tau.&lt;br /&gt;a pity ure not bein updated.&lt;br /&gt;tsk2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lookin forward to 14 dec..&lt;br /&gt;adela ehh..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been town-ing alot these past weeks.&lt;br /&gt;and got approached umpteen times already.&lt;br /&gt;we were asked to join this modelling company.&lt;br /&gt;at the thought of earning fast cash, we actually try our luck for the modelling thingy.&lt;br /&gt;too bad nak kene invest eh..&lt;br /&gt;kalao tak, confirm da loaded ni hah..&lt;br /&gt;KALAO jeee..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and btw, my hair is super funny now.&lt;br /&gt;to me laa..but nad said its okay..&lt;br /&gt;kao tipu kann naddd??&lt;br /&gt;aku tau..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing, nad's hair is still the same..&lt;br /&gt;tho they intend to perm her hair temporarily..&lt;br /&gt;too bad, rambot aku yg jadik sasaran..&lt;br /&gt;ah yeee, patong ehh..&lt;br /&gt;otak lahh..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after reading nad's blog,&lt;br /&gt;i've decided to add a lil bit more to the issue regarding our dream guy.&lt;br /&gt;haha..mcm best gitu eh nad cuci mate..&lt;br /&gt;oukay, as mentioned, we drool over guys with fair complexion.&lt;br /&gt;true enough..&lt;br /&gt;add some dimples too la!&lt;br /&gt;mesti kiyut gile ehh..&lt;br /&gt;especially when he smiles.&lt;br /&gt;woww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he musnt be too tall or too short..&lt;br /&gt;should be taller than us..&lt;br /&gt;not younger than us pls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curled eyelashes..fuhh..&lt;br /&gt;part tu sexy..haha&lt;br /&gt;nad, igt smlm kiter ade ckp kan bonus klau lelaki tu pandai dan BAEK..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;gentleman lagii..&lt;br /&gt;PERANGAI MESTI BTOL.&lt;br /&gt;untong sape dpt lelaki camtu ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pendek kate, mr right la tu..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, chuck tetap menjadi pilihan hatiku skrg..&lt;br /&gt;jgn maraaa..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-113444757529660967?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113444757529660967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=113444757529660967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113444757529660967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113444757529660967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/12/been-ages-since-i-last-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-113203037625739982</id><published>2005-11-14T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T20:58:02.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;love,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now that you've stole my heart,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope that you'll take good care of it,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;its been ages since i last felt this way,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i pray for this heart to be unbroken.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;im just so scared.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so scared, to be treated like how some people used to treat me in the past.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i can do is to cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feelin all hurt deep inside,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feelin so helpless,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all because they never know that what i did was for real.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you for accusing and scolding me for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for blaming me of all the things that go wrong.&lt;br /&gt;thank you for making me cry that day.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU VERY MUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun need you in my life now.&lt;br /&gt;im moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt; is the only word.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-113108338179589486</id><published>2005-11-03T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T22:29:27.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im feelin like shit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dun ask me why but gawd, guys can be sucha pain in the ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh, tak kelakar ah buat camtu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dun come and find me unless its really necessary or when you fought with ur gf and thats wen i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;assume you needed some advice or whatsoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;FULL STOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please, i repeat please dun put me in the spot of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;i dunwan &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR gf&lt;/span&gt; to think that im the third party of whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;  know &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ur gf&lt;/span&gt; better than i do right?&lt;br /&gt;she'll go nuts even before finding the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;told me everyone is askin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to change rite?&lt;br /&gt;now ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your gf&lt;/span&gt; to change that kind of attitude.&lt;br /&gt;dun react too quickly to something she's not aware of.&lt;br /&gt;bear in mind, that might just put her into trouble one day.&lt;br /&gt;im sure you dunwan that to happen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your gf&lt;/span&gt; rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; said that if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; happen to change one day,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; are sorry.&lt;br /&gt;actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; know what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dun care.i dun give a damn either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tepok dade tanye selera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; are goin to decide whats goin to happen in the future.&lt;br /&gt;noone else matter.&lt;br /&gt;its just &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; who needs to make the decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; were asked to change cause of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i would ask &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; to go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;i totally have no say in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; were to change one day or whatsoever, dun blame me for not being myself either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cause you have just prove to me that people can change THAT easy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dun blame me for any change either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let me tell you this, if your gf ever blame me for anything that sour ur relationship,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; better tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let me do the talking to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;let me put some sense into her head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she ever gets jealous cause ure workin at somewhere where ur &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EX-GF&lt;/span&gt; is,&lt;br /&gt;then why not ask her to sit outside &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;your&lt;/span&gt; workplace and keep her eye on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; until you get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;reason being, afraid you and me would get back together?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD POINT.&lt;br /&gt;cause tell her, if she doesnt know how to treat her bf nicely, her bf might just find some other girl one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she ever insult&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; cause ure in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TELL HER OFF!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;if she thinks all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITE students are mats and minahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then who's her bf now? a mat??&lt;br /&gt;ridiculous right?&lt;br /&gt;i din know someone in&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; POLY &lt;/span&gt;can actually think that way.tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u have your pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show her you're not dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show her intelligence does not matter as long you are sincere in everything you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show her that sometimes you need to voice out your opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;show her that you dun need to listen to all the things she wants you to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROVE TO HER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;doesn't mean she's smarter, you'll have to listen to what she says.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you need to crack yourself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if she wants you to lose contact with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GO AHEAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i dun care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; can always find me when you're no longer with her.hopefully not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;if you think she's your happiness, your joy, your laughter, your sunshine, your puteri rai, your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;sunflower, or your bucuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i seriously dun mind if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; want to forget me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i would still be standing strong and not dying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bear that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey, im still the nur asilah you know.&lt;br /&gt;the one who's short-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;the one who has a foul mouth when pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;know all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; know im capable of confronting anyone doesnt matter if she's&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ur gf&lt;/span&gt; or what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; know that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;duhh, enough of u guys la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its Raya anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;why should i get trouble over such matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;duhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should be enjoying right now.&lt;br /&gt;not the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;right nad?&lt;br /&gt;despite the talk we had yesterday morning, we manage to crack some stupid lame jokes rite?&lt;br /&gt;hehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takpe nad&lt;/span&gt;, we will find that someone that would appreciate us one day.&lt;br /&gt;you and i have no significant other right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so tunggu ape lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy la sayang!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;like what we tell each other, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maner tau jodoh kao dgn bdak kai baju hijau tu...jodoh aku dgn bdak yg tengok aku semcm tu kee..alah yg dkt geylang tu..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;sapela tauuu ehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pasal yg chucky nak kenal2 tu, aku tak tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tgk keadaan arh k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got some pics here.&lt;br /&gt;taken on first day of raya.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=691651"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=691651" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green day.&lt;br /&gt;mcm soldier..hehe..our car is right at the back.&lt;br /&gt;im the camera woman btw..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=691653"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=691653" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum with my cute adek sedare..so the bijak..&lt;br /&gt;keke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=691656"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=691656" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my another nakal adek sedare..cute nak mampos..&lt;br /&gt;nakal abes ikot bapak..&lt;br /&gt;dgr2 bapak dier or more like abang..haha..mcm mat2..tapi takpe aslkan hensem..wakaka..&lt;br /&gt;'abang gangster', anak pon nakal..bapak borek anak rintek (?)..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=691657"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=691657" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mum..&lt;br /&gt;at the attempt of making myself looked like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;keke..&lt;br /&gt;i got it right this time round..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i din noe why i get all excited seeing guys in kurung with the songkok and samping..the complete set..&lt;br /&gt;mcm kiut gitu..geram aku dibuatnyee..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;teramat kiut sekali..&lt;br /&gt;kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;so guys, if you caught me red-handed staring at u like hell from head to toe when you're wearing all this..&lt;br /&gt;jgn mara yeee..&lt;br /&gt;geramm ahh..&lt;br /&gt;huahauahua..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-113108338179589486?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113108338179589486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=113108338179589486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113108338179589486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113108338179589486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-feelin-like-shit-now.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-113068797506549256</id><published>2005-10-30T07:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T08:12:18.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;got miss me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;been days since i last blogged.&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;sucha dread.&lt;br /&gt;come to think of it, raya's comin soon too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wow gereknye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soo ive bought some stuffs for raya already.&lt;br /&gt;lets recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've bought my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kebaya nonya type&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;its in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;orangey plus peach-like&lt;/span&gt; colour for top plus some maroon for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kain&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;duno how to describe la..lol..&lt;br /&gt;also a new set of make up.costs me a bomb seii..*sigh* hehe..&lt;br /&gt;plus new set of perfume.&lt;br /&gt;still thinkin where should i purchase my handbag.&lt;br /&gt;shall search for it with nad on one these 'busy' days.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geylang's freakin crowded now.&lt;br /&gt;all the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; gatal nak mampos&lt;/span&gt; guys must be enjoying themselves purposely bumping into girls now eh..&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i happened to be the unlucky one yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eee..gile seii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;the bazaar inside the malay village was so packed that you can actually smell each person passing by or infront of you.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;i was practically holding on to nad's sweaty shoulders all the way.lol..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape bley buat..kao la sorang saviour aku smlm..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and so there was this guy behind who i can say had been sticking his entire body to the back of my body.&lt;br /&gt;that close, that i can actually feel all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'curves'&lt;/span&gt;(i guess u pple know&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'what'&lt;/span&gt; im referring to) on his body seiii..urrrgh.disgusting, i know.&lt;br /&gt;and he still has got the nerve to say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kan best kalao hari2 dapat jalan mcm gini..hehe"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he was damn close until i could hear him breathing on my left ear and the air that he respires behind my neck..&lt;br /&gt;imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;worst of all, his girlfren was behind him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dun noe what to say but how i wish i could shove him away or perhaps kick his balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amek kao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall not think abt it anymore lahs.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish there was some guy who would eventually help me out in times like this.&lt;br /&gt;but too bad.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, helped mum out with the bakings.&lt;br /&gt;luckily, kak ain was here to help.&lt;br /&gt;hehee..&lt;br /&gt;so sweet of her.&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so we watched GGPR just now..&lt;br /&gt;the guy is just drop dead gorgeous even tho he acted like a nerd and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;cute la he..so romantic and all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalao dpt matayer mcm tu..best ehh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nowadays i get bullied by all the new staffs sehh..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kongasam btol korang..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially the guy from the freshmarket side, always teasing me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;menggatal je..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily just now, his supervisor helped me out..&lt;br /&gt;he told him not to disturb me..&lt;br /&gt;dis supervisor likes to whisper at me..&lt;br /&gt;inn knows that..haha..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, when he&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tegor&lt;/span&gt; me... like his voice seemed to appear from nowhere like that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mcm freaky gitu&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during breaktime, dis new frozen side staff sat infront of me and kept staring at me seh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak kene gaye aku dibuatnye..&lt;br /&gt;tmpt sales floor pun same..&lt;br /&gt;ceh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;surprisingly, 'abg' zack msg me just now.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..action la tu kene outstation.&lt;br /&gt;den he told me that my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bakal mak mertua (which is his own mum)&lt;/span&gt; cooked kway teow for buke just now..&lt;br /&gt;so? like i care gitu..&lt;br /&gt;step mane nye mak mertua je..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yesterday, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone &lt;/span&gt;asked me for a patch up.&lt;br /&gt;frankly speaking, its just not the right time to ask such a question.&lt;br /&gt;i hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least, managed to snap some pic with my best pal at work, misha.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;-pic was taken by the lux auntie..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=686557"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=686557" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at locker room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny eh my face?&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys, couldnt tag along with u peeps to break fast at the restaurant at Tanjong Katong complex.&lt;br /&gt;would love too but i seriously need to be back home to help my mum with her bakings ah..&lt;br /&gt;sori eh nana..&lt;br /&gt;hhe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-113068797506549256?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-113021711860002686</id><published>2005-10-24T22:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:11:58.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BECAUSE OF THAT, I MADE ANOTHER ACCOUNT IN FRIENDSTER.&lt;br /&gt;KAWAN2, ADD ME KAYS?&lt;br /&gt;HEHE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-113021711860002686?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113021711860002686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=113021711860002686' title='0 Comments'/><link 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specially dedicated for my special friend, shalihin (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheyyy.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i hope that this will help to solve your problem with raihanah kays.&lt;br /&gt;first and foremost, kalao this girl happens to read this entry &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kan bagos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..but its a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;nono&lt;/span&gt; kays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;i was told that my friendship with shalihin actually made her felt insecure that i might make a come back to shalihin one day.&lt;br /&gt;she was also jealous as she got to know that both of us went to break our fast together that day.&lt;br /&gt;she also saw our pic and friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alahai, takkan pasal tu pon nak kecoh girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, why not now u make a joint friendster with him instead?&lt;br /&gt;i'll be more than willing to do that if that would make you feel even more secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, i dun mind if ure his gf but the problem is that you guys are not even an item.&lt;br /&gt;and there you goes telling him all those jealousy stuffs and put me in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;afraid we might patch up??&lt;br /&gt;tell u what, if the both of you love each other why should u even worry about inn having the third party?&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake, me and him are friends and i do not have any more special feelings towards him anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what makes me unhappy is that, u said u are afraid to get yourself to be committed to him as u dun wan to get hurt anymore.&lt;br /&gt;den dun ever try to control him and put him in a difficult position.&lt;br /&gt;like i said, i dun mind if ure his gf but now,u are not even one.&lt;br /&gt;so what gives u the right to be jealous of me and him?&lt;br /&gt;ure 18 and think like one aite.no offence,its the fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what i told inn,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belom matayer je da pet pot pet pot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;byk songeh sangat, angkat kaki belah sudaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalao da suke tu accept jelah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayla,not to be rude of what but the thought of u saying that i might patch things up with him makes me kinda pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kalao tk tau cite btol, diam2 suaa takmo main hembos je..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;whatever it is, we're still the special friends kan u? not scandal! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;still your tetik pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough abt u guys.&lt;br /&gt;korang da besar, decide sendiri la..&lt;br /&gt;takkan nak harapkan aku je..&lt;br /&gt;aku pon ade hal sendiri tau..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAIMA&lt;/span&gt; actually won for yesterday's America's Next Top Model.&lt;br /&gt;woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;my all-time favourite sehh..&lt;br /&gt;kahlen is good at poses but doesnt have a model's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;im gona miss the show so much.&lt;br /&gt;project runway next?&lt;br /&gt;will try and watch it larhs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, had been leaving early for work last sat and sun.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;no energy to work ah.&lt;br /&gt;but got the energy to merayap to different places after work eh?&lt;br /&gt;just to break our fast together.&lt;br /&gt;went to marina la, hougang,amk etcetc..hehe&lt;br /&gt;now my workplace would soon be conquered by&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bdak2 mlayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new peeps are comin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;members hassan jgak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;the freshmarket side.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;looked like chinese cause of the fair skin.&lt;br /&gt;waaa..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;its normal for gurls to react that way mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak salah pe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the ahbeng sellin the durian side always ask me to taste the durian.&lt;br /&gt;told him im fasting den he say, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alah bole makan siket2 je adek, tkde orang tau"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..cheeky seii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh how many more days eh?&lt;br /&gt;3 eh?&lt;br /&gt;waaa bestnyee...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=681341"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=681341" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us in our giant uniform with our attempt to make those 'dun-mess-with-us' look.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inn muke ah kao nak step abang2 fierce..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turra~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-113021280611122018?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/113021280611122018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=113021280611122018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/113021280611122018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EVEN THO&lt;/span&gt; i din give them any hopes or tell them that i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; liked/loved&lt;/span&gt; them so much.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;at first they asked if we could be friends.&lt;br /&gt;and then, within a few days/weeks, they told us tht they are beginning to like us and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;telling them the truth wont work.&lt;br /&gt;then, u tried to cut down on the time u spent contacting them.&lt;br /&gt;the next thing u know is that they sms/email you telling how much they miss us and why couldn't we give them a chance.&lt;br /&gt;and after that, i just duno what to do and what my next reaction would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after days of silence,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Y-(via sms)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;org semua tak suke me.U pun tak suke me kan tats y u da tak layan me lagi.takpela i just hope u hepi always n success in life.Thanks k 4 layan me for the last few wks n sudi jumpe me tat day.k take care k.U look swit bile smile =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr S-(via email)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey I really dont knw what happen? So do u mind telling me cos u r making me worry. E only things I knew is, u went out wif ur frands and after dat u jst went quiet out of e blue.. If there's anythings u wanna ask me or ur mind is fiiling wif questions abt me, jst ask me. Its ok. Cos me 2 got something to tell u. I dont knw if Im going to fast or is it e rite timing to tell? N i dont knw y is there a feeling worrying me abt u(e feeling is strong).. (since e day u b keeping quiet) I was online for eveyday, checking my email. Jst to look 4 ur reply. Nw u see hw worries am rite. Im nt joking. Tk baik tau if u did this to me. I taught u were on holiday bt if u really did after reaching hm, take a rest, pls.. msg or email me k. ini skrg emailing pun tgh stress.. Klau ada slh silap or mayb terlepas ckp ke maafkan pls.. Tolong k..pls..ASILAH... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;From: heartbreak kit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OIII! camnee nie??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that, let me make my stand clear kay.&lt;br /&gt;i dun intend to make any party hurt at all or what.&lt;br /&gt;honest!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak bedek bulan puase ni buat ape kan..&lt;br /&gt;aku tak berniat pon nak mempermainkan perasaan org eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haiiyaa..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think i should apologise to them?&lt;br /&gt;or continue ignoring to make them forget me?&lt;br /&gt;which is better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any suggestions, pls do sms me or tell me by any means k?&lt;br /&gt;will appreciate it alot!&lt;br /&gt;serious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Love,iLaa&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112991676795466339?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112991676795466339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112991676795466339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112991676795466339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112991676795466339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/okay-now-i-am-stressed.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112983144494532363</id><published>2005-10-20T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T11:04:04.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;45 Missed Calls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Farid Giant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;so much for your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'barbie doll' &lt;/span&gt;ey?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want to tido, dun kacau can??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;second chance eh?&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, prove it to me that history wont repeat for itself den,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i might consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really mean it.&lt;br /&gt;this is not referring to inn nor farid kays.&lt;br /&gt;guess la.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112983144494532363?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112983144494532363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112983144494532363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112983144494532363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112983144494532363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/45-missed-calls.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112966856684825487</id><published>2005-10-18T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T13:49:26.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;time-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.55am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;currently-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawning like nobody's business,cuddling underneath my sweater,ignoring all the hunger pangs.(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tssk2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt as if im missing something/someone but unsure what it is actually.&lt;br /&gt;makes my life incomplete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wheres my Mr Saviour? the mysterious loyal knight that promised to keep me safe from danger  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and look after me throughout his entire life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ceyy, for once, get serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oukay enough of this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..truth is -yazzid asked me out again after his exams BUT he told me something that me owing him a kiss or rather he would be extra willing to smooch me&lt;br /&gt;if i reply his msges late or not entertaining him.&lt;br /&gt;i may find it as a joke but what if he really meant it?&lt;br /&gt;wouldn't i be so dead?&lt;br /&gt;if it really happens,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanti aku bagik satu penampar sulong kanggg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yea, reason being- me and him are just friends &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not an item kays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he did want us to be together but i din want to be in any relationships for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;i still need to breathe for some air after being in a commitment for quite some time ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so should i or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;meaning, should i keep my distance away from him?&lt;br /&gt;lets play safe aite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oukay another thing regarding the upcoming Raya.&lt;br /&gt;i've got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOTSA&lt;/span&gt; stuffs to get but im afraid&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; financial crisis might struck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the list of things/outings that are i should get/go after the 28th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) set aside some cash for parents, hp bill and concession pass.&lt;br /&gt;2) 28th itself- breaking fast with inn at Seoul Garden and Gelare for desserts. (wow..must cause me a bomb)&lt;br /&gt;3) go bazaar with bdak2 Giant.(definitely must have spare cash rite?)&lt;br /&gt;4) get myself my baju raya. probably only 1 pair. (fadhil- if there happens to be nice     maroon/white kebayas, i might consider. if not, sorry.hehs)&lt;br /&gt;5) geylang again- as promised, with isah plus nad. owe them a treat.&lt;br /&gt;6) probably out with Lene.(movies?)&lt;br /&gt;7) some accessories for Raya (no new footwear pls)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all!&lt;br /&gt;quite alot eh? i need to spend wisely or rather watch what i buy.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mcm gaji besar gitu ehh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it'll be sufficient la cause fret not, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;collection duit raya kan ader nanti&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oukaylah people, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nak sahur nie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nites(or rather morning?)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11114239.post-112965296802237150</id><published>2005-10-18T09:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T09:30:21.533-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;chatted with an unknown 'kid' who added me on msn (who happened to get my email from god-noes-where) yesterday ard 2 am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;step mane punye kecik je panggil ako akak..dier adek..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padehal da tue bangke 18 belas taon seii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02:08:07 AM] masboy: adek tak tau kalau org pernah cakap ni dengan akak&lt;br /&gt;[02:11:06 AM] masboy: muka akak dari tepi kan nak tau macam siapa tak&lt;br /&gt;[02:11:16 AM] // ° Barrio : sape?&lt;br /&gt;[02:11:24 AM] masboy: tak tau kalau akak perasan&lt;br /&gt;[02:11:37 AM] masboy: atau orang pernah cakap dengan akak&lt;br /&gt;[02:11:44 AM] // ° Barrio : ape dier?&lt;br /&gt;[02:11:50 AM] // ° Barrio : *sape&lt;br /&gt;[02:12:19 AM] masboy: tapi akak promise jgn sombong&lt;br /&gt;[02:12:25 AM] // ° Barrio : promise&lt;br /&gt;[02:13:02 AM] masboy: promise jgn step....:-*&lt;br /&gt;[02:13:31 AM] // ° Barrio : oukie2&lt;br /&gt;[02:13:35 AM] masboy: tapi akak mesti tau ah muka akak sikit2 macam siape&lt;br /&gt;[02:13:40 AM] // ° Barrio : tak tau&lt;br /&gt;[02:13:44 AM] // ° Barrio : tk blang&lt;br /&gt;[02:13:44 AM] masboy: kan kan&lt;br /&gt;[02:14:02 AM] masboy: ok ok&lt;br /&gt;[02:14:14 AM] masboy: macam siti ah kak&lt;br /&gt;[02:14:22 AM] // ° Barrio : ?&lt;br /&gt;[02:14:30 AM] masboy: kan kakak dah tau&lt;br /&gt;[02:14:39 AM] masboy: banyak orang dah cakap kan&lt;br /&gt;[02:14:49 AM] // ° Barrio : huh?&lt;br /&gt;[02:15:14 AM] masboy: banyak orang dah cakap muka akak macam die kan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..at first i seriously thought he knew me or what.&lt;br /&gt;was freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;thought somebody tried to fool me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;naa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adeke patot dier blg aku jgn sombong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ceyy tkmo step kenal aku kalao tak tau pape la..ciiss.haah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun think i looked like her anyway.&lt;br /&gt;do i?&lt;br /&gt;or do i not?&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out from my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;darhlink cuz &lt;/span&gt;someone send her a note saying that he saw me at Geylang yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;so much of a coincidence ey.&lt;br /&gt;he said something that's kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blabliblu..&lt;br /&gt;eyy im bored larhs, havin all the late nites now thus the reason i woke up late just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jgn action la nad.kao pon mcm tk pernah bgn lambat gitu.kao pon star karat jgak.due kali lima je.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;din have the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semangat to layan pak yazzid and sufri &lt;/span&gt;just now.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;dun ask me why.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;beats me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eh.&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for raye seii.&lt;br /&gt;had d/l raye songs redi.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;semangat nyee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just plain inevitable la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112957092542927954</id><published>2005-10-17T10:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T10:42:05.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ouh yeah,before i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;was browsing thru mizi's frenster profile.&lt;br /&gt;erk-hem.&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;About Me:don like to be angry,like to be down to earth....don like to show off...juz rilex n stay cool...like to joke ,don like to go out often,more comfortable at home,love my siblinging n my parents...go out if it really needed...don like people who backstaber!!!! i like to running....like to smile n laugh n also tease people..if e person treat me nicely n i will treat e person 2 time nicier then they are......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ape dah brader..tk paham seii..??&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;inn saw him at work and told me he resembled fadhil.&lt;br /&gt;nolaaaahhhh.&lt;br /&gt;wayyyy differentt sehhh..&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, his decent-looking face so cute ey inn?&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;enuf la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112957092542927954?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112957092542927954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112957092542927954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112957092542927954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112957092542927954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/ouh-yeahbefore-i-forgot.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112954625399076980</id><published>2005-10-17T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T09:56:53.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(this entry was supposed to be posted earlier on before i abandon it to head to Geylang) (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;din blog fer two days.&lt;br /&gt;had to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kesian eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oukie now we would be reporting fer work at 730 den can go back earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;punyela payah nak bangon pagi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;ask my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; abang and inn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause the three of us are the only reject runners for the morning shift on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;den later at noon, two more would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since all three of us are related, we always report for work together.&lt;br /&gt;be it late or early.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;could still remember last sat all 3 us&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; came at 9&lt;/span&gt; exactly when the store opens.&lt;br /&gt;we were very &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;late&lt;/span&gt; furthermore, they lotsa stuffs to clear on weekends and we came at 9.&lt;br /&gt;imagine that!&lt;br /&gt;when we came, cik rahmidah din scold us at all.&lt;br /&gt;heart her sehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead, she &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;usik&lt;/span&gt; us that all of us couldn't wake up after&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sahur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;maybe cause its already known that usually reject runners dont stay long for the job.&lt;br /&gt;we all noe that.&lt;br /&gt;but this time round, 3 of us had stick to the job pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;my abang is like the head of the reject runners.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;even misha said so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sat, went to take a break with misha.&lt;br /&gt;rina just came and so did hassan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wahlaoo rina and hassan asek bergadoh mcm kucing dgn anjing seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rimas ako.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hassan tak abes2,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "acilah tgk acilah, dorang bully kiterr."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;kekek seh..&lt;br /&gt;kan sampai kene piat dgn misha sbab asek mengadu at me.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;eventually,farid kene 'sepak' by misha.wakaka! punyela klaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and did i tell ya that i actually dreamt that i pinched Muaz's ass cause i told him he got a nice butt and he liked it!?&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believed that i actually thought he would have a nice ass!&lt;br /&gt;sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hahaha..!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another thing about Farid is that, (yea as expected) he smsed me abt some personal stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;one that reads that he would want me to treat him as a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; special friend&lt;/span&gt; as i cannot accept him to be more than that.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, i told him i dun mind having a good friend but would he regret me as his good friend and not more than that?&lt;br /&gt;he told some stuffs about not being able to get over me and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;haiyah, im just not worth your time la Farid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to the story at Geylang sipaku Geylang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dated nad just now.&lt;br /&gt;haha.not really larhs.&lt;br /&gt;both of us were dead bored at home thats why we decided to hang out.&lt;br /&gt;eventually, i ajak-ed her to Geylang cause i havent went there with her yet.&lt;br /&gt;now my eyes are definitely clean.&lt;br /&gt;cute and hawt guys all around u baybeh.&lt;br /&gt;waakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;too bad majority is with their respective partners.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;a pity those good looking ones are mats la.&lt;br /&gt;thats the fact rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;typical abang2 dengdeng, ayam percik, tukang pecah telor burger etcetc.haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never saw a decent yet cute looking chap just now.&lt;br /&gt;boring.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just kiddin la kays&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din noe&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dale don dale &lt;/span&gt;was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u noe hu la eh nad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112954625399076980?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112954625399076980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112954625399076980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112954625399076980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112954625399076980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-entry-was-supposed-to-be-posted.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112927959462187497</id><published>2005-10-14T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T01:48:27.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once upon a time..        &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         d ì n - :&lt;/span&gt; puasaa tak ni?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;          d ì n - :&lt;/span&gt; hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; // ° Barrio :&lt;/span&gt; mestilah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; // ° Barrio : &lt;/span&gt;u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - :&lt;/span&gt; suree oonoooot.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - : &lt;/span&gt;puassaa oso laa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - :&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; // ° Barrio :&lt;/span&gt; very sureee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - :&lt;/span&gt; very very sureee??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - :&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; // ° Barrio :&lt;/span&gt; very2 sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; // ° Barrio :&lt;/span&gt; apela..mestila puase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; // ° Barrio :&lt;/span&gt; tkkan nak bedek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - : &lt;/span&gt;nolaaa ane tau ngh red light ke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;         d ì n  - :&lt;/span&gt; haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more time i get this kind of question from guys..&lt;br /&gt;i'll make sure i give you all your red light ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;red light kebabai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whats up with emo guys?&lt;br /&gt;wheres the real macho man now uh?&lt;br /&gt;haiyoo...&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112927959462187497?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112927959462187497/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112919155603904675</id><published>2005-10-13T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T00:59:26.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lo Que Paso Paso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i had to&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bohong(sunnat) &lt;/span&gt;to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yazzid&lt;/span&gt; just now.&lt;br /&gt;cause he asked me out today but i&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; terpakse bohong &lt;/span&gt;saying i've got some other plans.&lt;br /&gt;its cause my mom told me that she gets uneasy when i get on bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nakkat raye ni.jgnla buat hal..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kekek seii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he gets all upset thinkin i wouldn't want to meet him anymore..&lt;br /&gt;aauww..&lt;br /&gt;thats not the thing k.&lt;br /&gt;dun get the wrong idea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sounded so dejected just now..he msged,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i harap u jgnla lost contact dgn i k..sbab i tau u slalu tunggu i msg, tapi tk msg i dulu..nanti tau2 je da ade boy..takmo eh"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wahaha!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;after your exams kiter kua alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;igtkan tauu, study hard &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pakcik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lps ni exam je.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;ure officially out from school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;best kaann?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so tunggu ape lagi, gi bukak buku sane! terhegeh-hegeh..LoL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;kurang ajar seh ako..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;someone told me this,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Assalammualaikum.Wr.Wb. Wajah saudari kelihatan manis dan anggun di dalam gambar. Rupa saudari mirip wajah Junior Stewardess saya sewaktu saya bertugas sebagai SIA Steward dahulu. Pujian saya ini ikhlas. Sekian. Wasalam. Wr.Wb"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;da kenape dgn si fadhil ni suro org beli kebaye puteh atau maroon ni taon..&lt;br /&gt;haha..gile eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112919155603904675?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112919155603904675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112919155603904675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112919155603904675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112919155603904675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/lo-que-paso-paso.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112913431092078744</id><published>2005-10-12T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:35:50.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from Geylang with ex boyfriend, Shalihin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;fyi&lt;/span&gt;, we're very close now.&lt;br /&gt;tho we used to be together in the past, despite after a break up, we're still very close.&lt;br /&gt;infact closer as time passes by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;cool eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, dun get the wrong idea when u see us together aite.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just bought some stuffs at Geylang with Amy and Am.&lt;br /&gt;his friends btw.&lt;br /&gt;same old guys which i've known since we're still together.&lt;br /&gt;funny people.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;just now&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; kene usik dgn org jual2 klakar eh&lt;/span&gt;? haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;howells, i've got something interesting to share with ya peeps.&lt;br /&gt;remember the &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Yazzid guy which i had a date with on Sunday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, just now, he confessed that he had fallenfor me.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;haven't really gave him any hopes nor drop any hints yet.&lt;br /&gt;im still not ready now.&lt;br /&gt;hope he can wait.&lt;br /&gt;yea &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;pakcik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;inn said he's my &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Daddy Yazzid&lt;/span&gt; now.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;yea rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he gets worried everytime i go out..he thought i went out with some guys and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;reason being , &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;takot melepas chan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ape je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;currently, i have not fallen for any guys yet kaes.&lt;br /&gt;so no worries..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;swinging single&lt;/span&gt; and enjoying every bit of it kayy..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;dis pakcik tak abes2 mintak kiss seii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;gatal seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;takmo prasan can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;kisses are meant to be for someone special tau..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now in the morning ard &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farid called, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;fed up seii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of him i couldn't get back to sleep at 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;da geram sgt, kan aku off tu hp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;padan muke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;eeee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just dun get it..&lt;br /&gt;wad else does he expect from me?&lt;br /&gt;he expects me to like him back if not, he'll show me all kind of attitude eh?&lt;br /&gt;come on, grow up la kay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mcm nak cekik2 je..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;slamats, nak tdo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112913431092078744?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112913431092078744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112913431092078744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112913431092078744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112913431092078744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/back-from-geylang-with-ex-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112900261226265369</id><published>2005-10-10T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T21:55:23.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i shall now update a proper post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update about what happened on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and so i had a date with a guy named Yazzid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw he's 21 and im 17 u know.lol!&lt;br /&gt;look at the age gap.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;mum had always wanted me to date older guys cause she say something about girls looking older and age faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alah bknnyer nak kahwin kan..lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and believe it or not, i was told the day before meeting him that he actually rode a motorbike.&lt;br /&gt;i was like ??&lt;br /&gt;cause he din tell me he owe a bike.&lt;br /&gt;i thought im goin to meet him somewhere else but when he told me he would come and pick me up at the carpark behind my blk. i guess he has a transport lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so he was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sesat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;cause dier &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bdak kampung Jurong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;datang carik org tgl dekat bedok mestila sesat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;takpe k pakcik?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i call him that while he calls me auntie..we are both crappy remember?..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time i saw him very paiseh i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;first time dating with guys in their 20's.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.i feel so kecik seh&lt;/span&gt;..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he put on my helmet for me..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cannot maintain..he say i was manje..ape je..da dier tu yg nak pakaikan..perasaan seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i showed him the way to Geylang..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;senang pon tk tau..haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached there ard 4plus den we din book any seats and headed at the void deck to chitchat.&lt;br /&gt;he told me some teka teki..and i tell him mine..&lt;br /&gt;tak malu right?&lt;br /&gt;i felt comfortable with his companion.we both talked as if we've known each other for quite some time already.&lt;br /&gt;at 6, haig rd was already packed.&lt;br /&gt;ouh yah, before that bdak2 Giant wanted to ajak-ed me to go geylang.&lt;br /&gt;guess who they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;5 guys u know asking me the only girl to Geylang (bazaar okay, not u-know-eh)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hassan, hussein, mizi(LOL), ishak, muaz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky thing i din go..if not paiseh seh..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hassan asked me to book 5 seats for them if i reached there first.&lt;br /&gt;den since we were late i thought they din get the seats too.&lt;br /&gt;then Hassan msged me , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Asila syg u ada dkt mane?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they told me that they already booked 2 seats for us.&lt;br /&gt;thanks anyway but Yazzid malu2 kucing arh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry eh..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at last he asked me to wait for him at this pondok we are sitting while he go and buy some food for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he and his deng2..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;got some burger to eat.&lt;br /&gt;den came another couple who wanted to share the table with us, so i was okay with it.&lt;br /&gt;at that time, the couple plus me was quiet except for HIM who was yakking loudly.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak malu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after eating, he stared at me for a long time with the serious face cause he say we're staying quite far away so must look at my face long2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mepek seh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;den he kenyit2 mate at me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;dier kene jeling from me suke sehh,(haha!)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dier ckp my jeling lawa, senyom manis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mrapeks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dier ckp Siti Nurhaliza ikot me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lagi mrepek eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;malas nak layan..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after breaking fast, he ajak-ed me rounding2.&lt;br /&gt;guess where we went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jurong East.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah kao..punyela jaoh..&lt;br /&gt;we went to catch the movie&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Four Brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he thought of finding a place to buy me ice cream but din noe where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak abes2 dgn ice cream dier..hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ouh yah, i din fork out a single cent for that day's outing..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all was on him..&lt;br /&gt;sweet eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;his pocket confirm rabak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;plus duit minyak lagik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm since he's working cum studying.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.takpe eh pakcik?&lt;/span&gt; hehe..&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly he worked at Giant IMM from 11 pm to 4 am doing stock take and does a job something like mine.&lt;br /&gt;surprise2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is forever asking me to smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nanti dier ckp senyom la sikit sayang oii..manis tau mcm nak kene gigit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mampos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harhar..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie he send me home, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sejok gile seh jln dkt expressway...fuyoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the carpark he asked me to smile at him again..&lt;br /&gt;then i gave him my &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;megawatt&lt;/span&gt; smile before heading back..&lt;br /&gt;he was happy.and so was i..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow im dating him again..after&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; buke&lt;/span&gt; that is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pegi mane aje eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said i was his &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;matair&lt;/span&gt; so i cannot &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cuci mate&lt;/span&gt; at Geylang anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sedih seii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyway, RESULTS ARE OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i passed all my modules..yeayness!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alhamdullilah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 530 today again as my hp vibrates umpteen times.&lt;br /&gt;msges from Nad, Yazzid, Farid plus 3 missed calls from Farid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;what the heck??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calling me early in the morning for what?!&lt;br /&gt;i ask him to call me later in the day, menyibok je..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he told me its something about me and him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you and me is OVER geddit??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tak abes2 seii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;move on with life please..get me out from ur brain can?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;please do, its nearly past 7 months since you confessed that you liked me and such..so why kept bugging me till now??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh, guessed i had to answer his call later on.&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bergayot&lt;/span&gt; with lene just now..&lt;br /&gt;she was bored stiff and called me..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;sweetnums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;before i forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the back hair view, sideburn,curled eyelashes of Yazzid reminds me of Fadhil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes, its exactly the same..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fadhil2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if theres any typo errors, pls ignore..can't be bothered to edit..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AH KAO PANJANGNYE ENTRY AKO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JGN MARA.HEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112900261226265369?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112900261226265369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112900261226265369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112900261226265369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112900261226265369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-shall-now-update-proper-post_10.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112867711831216556</id><published>2005-10-07T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T02:27:09.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; this would be the 2nd entry for tha day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;see, i've got nothing to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;times up for me.&lt;br /&gt;made my decision already.&lt;br /&gt;took me so long plus i even have to trouble others askin their opinions and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;sorry eh.heh.&lt;br /&gt;but thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to you guys, i managed to give some thought about it and made my decision wisely.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i would not regret sooner or later.&lt;br /&gt;i've made myself clear now that i would want to be single for this time being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;if you love me, you really have got to show me what you've got for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall wait and see aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right now, im waiting to break my fast.&lt;br /&gt;i din wake up for sahur just now.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sabar2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to you, im so sorry i had to made up such decision.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know its kinda unexpected but seriously, like what someone told me, the longer you stick with each other, the harder it would be to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i've gave some thought about it, i hope things would change now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im sick and tired of going through the same thing over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its time we should put a stop to this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;move on with life, thats what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you have always been good to me, i know that. i've always noe it right from the start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but you cant force one's feeling right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our condition have change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;things are no longer the same, even you realise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so why must we drag on.i dun see the point anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whatever it is, we're still better off like we used to be, friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you so much for everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112867711831216556?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112867711831216556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112867711831216556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112867711831216556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112867711831216556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/this-would-be-2nd-entry-for-tha-day_07.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112866424188734251</id><published>2005-10-07T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:57:07.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohwells, its 3rd day of fasting already.&lt;br /&gt;time flies. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a very, very bad dream just now.&lt;br /&gt;dunno wad does that mean anyway but it sure freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;it involves both my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ayah and abang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaky&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; seii.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ishk, mintak jaohkanlah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, my problem isn't yet solved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the feeling that maybe im gonna give up soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;prolly both.&lt;br /&gt;i duno.&lt;br /&gt;its to early to conclude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if things get too cumbersome, i might consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;remember that kays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im still getting all those unknown calls and smses.&lt;br /&gt;but theres &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;one sms&lt;/span&gt; that caught my attention yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;this person tried to sms&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not once but umpteen times&lt;/span&gt; but i din reply at all.&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday was different,&lt;br /&gt;i tried replying to the msg since i find it sort off different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i find this person very hilarious, i tell ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so for the sake of killing this boredom, i talked to my cousin on the fon while replying to his msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the samdol&lt;/span&gt; also find this guy humourous.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;he said i looked &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masam&lt;/span&gt; in the pic my cousin placed in her account.&lt;br /&gt;its true what.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;then, i told him..hes the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;masam&lt;/span&gt; one instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what he replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O yela i la masam u manis perisa strawberry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this part me n aina cannot tahan ready.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;melalot sampai nak makan kueh tart at my house sume&lt;/span&gt; and said dis too,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Alhamdullilah shukur pade tuhan :) mulia hati hamba allah ni yg stay di bdk.Semoga anda bahagia selalu dan senyum selalu insya allah. Anak sape awk ni? Eh eh manis la dier. Ape khabar awk dan keluarga =p"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Setgh pun takpe i terima.Rezki dari illahi kite terima.Shukur ade.Ade yg sampai tk dpt sekerak pun.Alhamdullilah di bulan baik buat la amalan yg baik tak kire bln ni atau bulan lain.Insyaallah :)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he asked me what colour would i choose for raya clothes this year, i told him i want it to be colourful(meant to be a joke).&lt;br /&gt;he replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"O yg mcm badot eh? Rambut u pun set warna warni k jgn lupa pat idung colour merah confem org pandang bukan hanya dgn sekelip mata.Mereka pandang berkelip kelipan mcm lampu kelap kelip.Rare tau u ni mane nak dpt lagi di dunia."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun smsing him btw.&lt;br /&gt;at the very least he managed to cheer me up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEER UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112866424188734251?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112866424188734251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112866424188734251' 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camne?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her: ala, senang2 kao amek abg fireman yg ari tu aku kenalkan kao daaaa...wakaka.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me: why not kao amek since kao slalu aje bobal pasal dier?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kwang3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112857003343125086?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112857003343125086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112857003343125086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112849877859247519?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112849877859247519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112849877859247519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112849877859247519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112849877859247519'/><link 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asilah.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;God, please make me stronger during this point of time where i need your guidance the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its like having to choose either winter or summer.&lt;br /&gt;in which season would u adapt well?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like choosing an old flame and a new love.&lt;br /&gt;with whom, do you miss even more when they're gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;or even better, forget both options and lead a carefree life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please shine me the correct path that leds to my destination towards happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one do i need from these two people?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love from a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;love from a bf&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to nadirah, remember that the thing that you have just advised me on should apply to your case too k?&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i am here okay.&lt;br /&gt;i've known you for years, there's nthin you can hide from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112845343038837932?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112845343038837932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112845343038837932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112845343038837932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112845343038837932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-3-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112842518075660707</id><published>2005-10-04T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T04:26:20.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You've been the first in my life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Who has ever made me feel this way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I will not deny &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna need you right here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;By my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, I can wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(come and hold my hand and let me lead the way) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me take your breathe away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(by holdin' and kissin' and lovin' and touchin' you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never will be too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(see myself through your eyes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, I can wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(until the day I hear you say) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There's no other one for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Keep in mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You make my life complete &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And tonight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We'll make love endlessly &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuz you're mine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that I'll keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Now that you're here, boy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm never gonna let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can I touch you there, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Do you mind if we kiss real slow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my everything &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're my hopes and dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, you know it ain't no lie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm gonna be with you till the day I die &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, I can wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(come and hold my hand and let me lead the way) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let me take your breathe away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(holdin' and kissin' and lovin' and touchin' you) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never will be too late &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(see myself through your eyes) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby, I can wait &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(no no, til the day I hear you say) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that lights my fire &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that keeps me strong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that I depend on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When my world is goin' wrong &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that I hold closer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the man I'm dreaming of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I really really love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I just want you to know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I can't wait till the day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I hear you say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that I need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You're the one that I'll keep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For all time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Just love this song so much.&lt;br /&gt;been my fav since sec 2 sei.&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics is so goddamn meaningful even tho some of em kinda erkhem.u noe la eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112842518075660707?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112842518075660707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112842518075660707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112842518075660707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112842518075660707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/youve-been-first-in-my-life-who-has.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112841904765025904</id><published>2005-10-04T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T02:44:07.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you're my dahdey yankee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess, im feelin much better now.&lt;br /&gt;no more puking and im no longer&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sensitippp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i tend to scold people alot when im sick.&lt;br /&gt;now im a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now theres just one person i feel like spanking now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my darhlink samdol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;she told me that now if any guys want to get to know me in her AM account, she would just give me my number and then i have to settle it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adduuii, &lt;/span&gt;my sleep was disturb umpteen times by various unknown numbers now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pukol 2 pagik pon jadik sei..tak tau tdo kerr?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was what i send to my cousin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"OIIII!!,da brape byk no aku kao da pass dkt org hah?! mcm2 no. kol aku SIAAAA!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cekik darah arh dier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered her saying this to me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kao imagine eh gurl, satu ari aku da lamer gile tk jumpe kao, then tibe2 aku jumpe mak kao den aku tanye maner kao..skali mak kao ckp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aina tk tau hal? gurl kan da tkde lagi! dier kene bike accident dgn mamatnye.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OTAK KAO LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kurang ajar seii..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;but it sounded klaka too.&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, oklah enough.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;to that particular person..if you happen to read my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just wanna say that, i didn't expect you to msg me yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who says having 8 exs means you're a bad lover?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the way you telling me things yesterday night just showed me how sweet you are..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and yes, you will always be special in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ebah2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112841904765025904?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112841904765025904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112841904765025904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112841904765025904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112841904765025904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/10/youre-my-dahdey-yankee.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112831215123221732</id><published>2005-10-02T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T21:02:31.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>to those of you who had shown some concern to me cause im currently sick,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you guys.&lt;br /&gt;love you all.&lt;br /&gt;try not to meet me these days cause my sickness is contagious, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't be bloggin for the time being.&lt;br /&gt;muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112831215123221732?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112831215123221732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112831215123221732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112831215123221732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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volunteered to msg me to update about anugerah's result.&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot eh (:&lt;br /&gt;i think he's cute kan? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, his voice is unique.&lt;br /&gt;he deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, a customer managed to dissed me(yeay?).&lt;br /&gt;by right, its tough to see me get pissed at work.&lt;br /&gt;guess, that customer got lucky enough.&lt;br /&gt;the queue was practically long and thus, susan asked me to help her counter with the packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came this dumb moronic cheena who wanted to pay for her idiotic blender.&lt;br /&gt;she opened the box and go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chingchongcheng&lt;/span&gt; (speakin in chinese to susan).&lt;br /&gt;susan told me she wanted a guarantee card for her blender.&lt;br /&gt;she expects &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; to get it for her.&lt;br /&gt;susan asked her to take it herself at CS cause of the long queue and she needed me urgently.&lt;br /&gt;there she goes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chingchongcheng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that she had taken out all the small equipments in the box and also styrofoam, and that she just too plain lazy to put them all back in, she asked me to do it.&lt;br /&gt;fine, i place the bottom styrofoam and then asked her to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kindly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; close the box cause i had to get back to packing.&lt;br /&gt;and she started yakking like a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid old parrot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i repeat, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt; old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; parrot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i some sort, 'talk' to her, raising my voice.&lt;br /&gt;susan tried to calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;she said, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"adek, keje nak kene sabar dek, .dia banyak cakap arh.. buat bodoh dgn ni pompan.".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;then i havent finish puttin everythin in, she left.thinkin i would actually helped her to bring that blender to the CS.&lt;br /&gt;then i told her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mam, you are suppose to bring them yourself.we are busy here and by right we are not suppose to entertain customers like this.bring them to the customer service YOURSELF."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i put down her stuff on the floor and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dekat lua giant jgak aku tglkan tu bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padan dgn muke kao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;susan saw my face changed and she asked me to have a sip of her drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that customer can go and complain for all i care.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt;, i got a message from an unknown no.&lt;br /&gt;saying, "hi,tgh buat ape?"..&lt;br /&gt;being the usual pathetic person that i am.&lt;br /&gt;i replied to the msg at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12 midnite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;i thot it would be a wrong no or what.&lt;br /&gt;skali someone unexpected msged me.&lt;br /&gt;adek hassan.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;meaning the twin brother.&lt;br /&gt;hussein.&lt;br /&gt;he took my no from hassan's phone.&lt;br /&gt;he talked to me using..saya awak.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie guys, gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;meeting my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;darhlink samdol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes, kao cakap aku bahlul,kao samdol kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heh.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112805396002739024?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112805396002739024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112805396002739024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112805396002739024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112805396002739024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/babe-im-missing-you-already.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112796554786600917</id><published>2005-09-28T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:45:47.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she say she loves me but she have no idea how much i loved her too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, we had duo ladies outing.&lt;br /&gt;strictly, just the two of us okay.&lt;br /&gt;yes, how i missed those moments when i slept over at her house just spending time gossiping, giggling and there was once we cried as we share some emo stuffs&lt;br /&gt;AND eventually, both of us ended having puffy eyes the very next day, lame i know. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we laughed like stupid people and ended up making those ite bishan guys freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;fun, i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who knoe my cousin, you all will definitely know how loud her voice is yeahs?&lt;br /&gt;she was talkin to me or much more like 'shouting' to me at the Mrt station.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;she was practically urging me to sleep over at her house, but such a pity that i had to worked today.&lt;br /&gt;first, she accompanied me to buy my specs.&lt;br /&gt;and did i tell ya, now i look like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a chekgu chekgi &lt;/span&gt;wearing spec.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and she told me, i look much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pandai&lt;/span&gt; wearing spec..haha!&lt;br /&gt;big joke.&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, my degree went up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adduii..parah sehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;in the taxi, aina was telling now that my vision is already&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; crystal clear&lt;/span&gt;, we can now happily ogle at the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mat motors&lt;/span&gt; beside us..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;there was once this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mat motor perasan&lt;/span&gt; that the both of us was looking at him &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;padahal&lt;/span&gt; both of us were looking at the condominium beside us..heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took pictures!&lt;br /&gt;yeays.&lt;br /&gt;shall post them up later, so you guys can see the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Cikgu Ciyah&lt;/span&gt; (inn gave me those)...&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing, i've patched up with Md Shalihin.&lt;br /&gt;part of my reason of patching up was cause of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;darhlink cuz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was nagging at me the moment i told her we're off.&lt;br /&gt;isshh, she was advising me to patch up cause of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this and that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, what she told me was pretty sensible and why didn't it cross my mind at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave it some thought and decided to give him another chance.&lt;br /&gt;and now we're back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i duno if im doin the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;i asked him for a 5 day 'trial'..&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;to see if things can work out.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough crappin..&lt;br /&gt;enjoyy !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=652100"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=652100" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu Ciyah &amp; anak muridnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=652102"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=652102" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112796554786600917?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112796554786600917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112796554786600917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112796554786600917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112796554786600917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/she-say-she-loves-me-but-she-have-no_28.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112774154933316050</id><published>2005-09-26T06:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T06:32:29.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time had changed many things.&lt;br /&gt;it made me lose many things but then again, surface me with a whole lot of  new things.&lt;br /&gt;that made me realise my mistakes and never to repeat them in time to come.&lt;br /&gt;i believe there lies a range of hidden surprises behind every hardships that i undergo.&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, i am willing to accept any difficulties in life and will overcome these obstacles with courage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank God for making who i am today and will definitely appreciate the existence of the masked angels God had sent me from up above.&lt;br /&gt;i heart you people the most.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to that particular individual, thank you for everything that you have done in the past.&lt;br /&gt;you shall always be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to farid, stop sulking.&lt;br /&gt;you and i can never be together again.&lt;br /&gt;same goes to inn, i dun wish to patch things up as for now.&lt;br /&gt;sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, i need to pamper myself and go for some shopping spree.&lt;br /&gt;any companies?&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells, God had answered my prayer.&lt;br /&gt;as i was busy doing my stuff at work, i noticed there is someone staring at me from the side of my eye.&lt;br /&gt;there she was, shouting.."gerl!!"..from the center of the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;my beloved cousin.&lt;br /&gt;im soo glad i met her.&lt;br /&gt;i knew this was the time when i needed a companion badly and she was definitely the right person to confide in.&lt;br /&gt;never did i expect to react in such a manner when i saw her.&lt;br /&gt;only then, i realise how much she meant to me.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is just plain undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;a feeling with all the words you can fit in as long as its similar to the meaning of being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres plenty of things we need to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;updates about each lives etcetera..&lt;br /&gt;she was definitely my significant other.&lt;br /&gt;we shall meet on wednesday k darling?&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fasting month is approaching soon and surprisingly, my colleagues at work are already planning to go to the Bazaar.&lt;br /&gt;how cute.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;i will make myself  free on that day k guys?&lt;br /&gt;must make sure that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;erk-hem&lt;/span&gt; will be there kaes? lol..kiddingg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not get interested or fall for any guys at this point of time..&lt;br /&gt;i must wait &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for-that-specific-guy&lt;/span&gt; who would literally touch my heart with the way he does things.&lt;br /&gt;im waitinggg  for that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;special individua&lt;/span&gt;l...&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AS IF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall now listen to Natasha Bedingfield's 'Single'.it feels great.&lt;br /&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112774154933316050?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112774154933316050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112774154933316050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112774154933316050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112774154933316050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/time-had-changed-many-things.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112733164033205802</id><published>2005-09-21T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:02:36.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;as promised, im back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;today or shall i say just now happened to be my bro's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;duno-hw-long anniversary &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;with dearest Kak Ain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;i just heart her loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;complete package for a perfect daughter-in-law.heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;she pleases not only my abang but all of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;her family are practically a bunch of nice people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;always buying fer us gifts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;a pity they dun have a son ard my age..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;kalao tak boley erk-hem2 jgak eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;..LOL.kidding okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;jgn mara..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;basically my abang is a gentleman la, not that im bein biased here but its fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;when he tries to impress girls, he doesn't do it in a manner all the typical guys do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;he's unique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;he's not afraid of what other people think cause he doesn't even care.&lt;br /&gt;he wants to impress &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; girl not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he writes poems okay.&lt;br /&gt;and writes it well.&lt;br /&gt;plus his vocab.&lt;br /&gt;i can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never &lt;/span&gt;understand his vocab.&lt;br /&gt;his vocab is truely superb la.ask nad..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;then, there was this time during Kak Ain's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;it was very unexpected kay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;abang was smartly dressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;wearing long sleeve shirt plus a tie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;mind you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;black pants not jeans.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; polished&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; shoes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;a bouquet of flower and a nicely wrapped gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;they met at night to celebrate her birthday (lagi2 that day happened to be his pay day..heh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and both of them was wearing the same colour of clothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;very impressive abang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;im always proud to have him as my abang tau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;never abuse his responsibility as the eldest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;very wise guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;tgklah sape adek dier oii..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;kekeke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;for those who thinks his way of romancing girls is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;kolot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;dangg, one word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt; pathetic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;here they are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=642628"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=642628" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;he is not trying to kiss her or wad eh, he's standing some sort at the back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=642629"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=642629" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;itu dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Love,iLa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112733164033205802?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112733164033205802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112733164033205802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112733164033205802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112733164033205802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/as-promised-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112732127438996276</id><published>2005-09-21T09:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T09:47:54.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alahaiii, today my dad nye last day dekat giant..&lt;br /&gt;my dad da resign pon..&lt;br /&gt;sedey nyee..&lt;br /&gt;just now so touching, gt dis auntie under my dad's nye department, who wants to meet my dad for the last time before he go home.. just cause today is his last day.&lt;br /&gt;wahh, so sweet sehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the double 7 staff if they happen to see me, they will compliment about my dad.&lt;br /&gt;they liked my dad soo much..always saying,&lt;br /&gt;" lu punye bapak, bagos punyaa org, wa sukaa"&lt;br /&gt;and thats not the first time that i heard that..i have heard of many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what can all of us do right, its his decision.&lt;br /&gt;blame the Giant HR if u all want cause they are also part of his reason to resign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fcuk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; them la.&lt;br /&gt;i can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;i knew it people just look down on all the double 7's.&lt;br /&gt;its normal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;understand understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of us din wan him to leave seh.&lt;br /&gt;all the bdak2 there and all.&lt;br /&gt;things can never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;urrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone of u read the article on the le parkour kids?&lt;br /&gt;my bro was in the pic seh.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;in the group photo and the other one was taken while he was doing the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stunt thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;gawd, its freakin cool i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;a pity i din buy straits time that day.&lt;br /&gt;now he's officially in one of the PK:SG(vice versa?) grp..&lt;br /&gt;dunno la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eyy i gt no mood la..laytors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112732127438996276?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112732127438996276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112732127438996276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112732127438996276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112732127438996276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/alahaiii-today-my-dad-nye-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112688140950014012</id><published>2005-09-16T07:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T07:39:46.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>presenting mr fadhil..yg tgh sibok bergamba dgn hp kiter time org sebok muggin..&lt;br /&gt;but nvm la..since dier yg ajar buat logic gate..kasi chan la..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=636571"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=636571" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112688140950014012?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112688140950014012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112688140950014012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112688140950014012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112688140950014012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/presenting-mr-fadhil.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112651964852089731</id><published>2005-09-12T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T03:17:20.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;took a break from studyin to update.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny eh how people refer to me as&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; anak double 7/abg rashid&lt;/span&gt; at work when they donno my name.&lt;br /&gt;-double 7 is the name of my pop's department.-&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and pple call me daddy's gurl at work cause im close with my dad at work.&lt;br /&gt;someone at my workplace told me he was jealous cause my dad often gets my company while he gets none.&lt;br /&gt;perasan sehh..&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was a blast k.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was there at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme recall who was present-&lt;br /&gt;misha(infants), hassan(freshmarket), farid(grocery), khai(grocery), hussein(grocery), ishak(grocery), saiful(freshmarket), khai(freshmarket),&lt;br /&gt;muaz(grocery), irwan(reject runner), nani(ladies wear), iqbal(home n furnishing),&lt;br /&gt;ayie(electrical), amy(cashier), santha(cashier) and lots more la, can't be bothered to name all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i go for break once but that day, i happened to go twice cause misha n hassan wants me to tag along for their break at 7 padahal pukol 1 da gi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, so theres 5 of us including one supervisor.&lt;br /&gt;hah.&lt;br /&gt;our shirts are so colourful seh.&lt;br /&gt;me in red, misha in white, hassan in green, hussein in blue and ramesh in yellow.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;had so much fun with em sehh.&lt;br /&gt;hassan was telling practically the whole giant that me n him were "dating".&lt;br /&gt;ape je..&lt;br /&gt;its not true k.&lt;br /&gt;cause on friday, he asked me to be his gf..&lt;br /&gt;but then i rejected la k cause mane nak campak fadhil nanti..&lt;br /&gt;haha..maen2 je k.&lt;br /&gt;and thank you hassan for paying the drinks for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during breaktime, someone by the name of zahli n zayid who happened to work at giant once called hassan and chatted with him.&lt;br /&gt;then, suddenly hassan was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sape? anak double 7?? asilah? takde2 tu akunye, aku da book siang2..ouhh rupe2nye korang suke dier dlm senyap2 ehh? takde2, jangan nak mcm2"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;and wtf?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i ask him who was it, he told me zahli used to work at giant once when im still working as cashier ke reject runner tah..&lt;br /&gt;i din noe dey all existed sehh..basically i have no idea who dey are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and farid, you better do reject on sat, i am so not goin to let u do your tissue ting and not doin the reject for me.&lt;br /&gt;you better ehh..&lt;br /&gt;or else i shall mess your lane..&lt;br /&gt;hows dat.&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone told hassan dis, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hati aku hanya pade asilah aje&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and he go...&lt;br /&gt;hhaaha..&lt;br /&gt;lesbian acts are so cool..&lt;br /&gt;ekekekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pple do i always give this 'masam' look outside ke?&lt;br /&gt;nyp dudes at the whole lane outside sch gate irritating sehh..&lt;br /&gt;some asked me to smile while some say sweet..&lt;br /&gt;igt aku ni buah ke?haha..&lt;br /&gt;masam manis..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112651964852089731?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112651964852089731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112651964852089731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112651964852089731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112651964852089731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/took-break-from-studyin-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112618700261772142</id><published>2005-09-08T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T06:43:22.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>history is calling me back but i tried to move on.&lt;br /&gt;sorry shalihin, i hope you understand.&lt;br /&gt;you're a great guy and you are capable of finding other girls.&lt;br /&gt;that i can &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;assure&lt;/span&gt; you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im practically confused now.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;much love, iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112618700261772142?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112618700261772142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112618700261772142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112618700261772142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112618700261772142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/history-is-calling-me-back-but-i-tried.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112609126061460598</id><published>2005-09-07T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T04:07:40.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>when i read ur blog, somehow or rather, im touched by ur thots.&lt;br /&gt;how much you value friendships and such..&lt;br /&gt;im thankful u appreciated my presence..ure being loved by me now.&lt;br /&gt;eheh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the maid&lt;/span&gt; yesterday which happens to be only on for the 9pm slot.&lt;br /&gt;with fadhil of course.&lt;br /&gt;storyline-not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;go catch it if you want to know more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird when guys suddenly kept smsin you wanting to know you better after you just broke up with your ex bt not knowin that you haf just commit yourself to a new relationship..&lt;br /&gt;when you tell them the real thang dey went missing.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jes now a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so-called&lt;/span&gt; friend of mine asked me out..&lt;br /&gt;was kinda surprise wen i open my mailbox and saw dis msg,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"sudi keluar dgn i nyari? i'll fetch ya with my bike k.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;its been sometime since we last smsed and so i thought its fadhil..lol..but one thing for sure fadhil does not own any bike..heh..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and when i din reply, he thot im no longer interested in making friends with him.&lt;br /&gt;and so i told him im committed to someone new and he went MIA.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;same goes for 2 of my giant friends..&lt;br /&gt;but im glad dey still talk to me at work..&lt;br /&gt;its practically a good thing to show that they respect my decision.&lt;br /&gt;ohwells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah, im out to giant now..&lt;br /&gt;turra~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112609126061460598?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112609126061460598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112609126061460598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112609126061460598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112609126061460598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-i-read-ur-blog-somehow-or-rather.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112576832137909400</id><published>2005-09-03T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T10:25:21.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When your life get scheduled, it feels so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;how i wish there's someone that can change the way im feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;BO-RINGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112576832137909400?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112576832137909400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112576832137909400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112576832137909400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112576832137909400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/09/when-your-life-get-scheduled-it-feels.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112546333343834174</id><published>2005-08-30T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T21:42:13.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now at lene's crib at Toa Payoh..&lt;br /&gt;wonder what im here for.lol!&lt;br /&gt;her cats are just super duper adorable lah..skinny but got thick fur.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,im some sort like half asleep la now cause i din get enough sleep these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i went and meet the pakcik fadhil and sat at the void deck till 1am plus like that.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.&lt;br /&gt;sapose to prepare myself for today's presentation but ended up at the void deck doin nothing.&lt;br /&gt;nothing eh u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ebah ebah&lt;/span&gt;..hehe&lt;br /&gt;tak abes2 dgn ebah2 dier..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, presentation today is sucha boring one.&lt;br /&gt;my group was practically the last one to be called then by the time it was our turn our lecturer was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"chop2"&lt;/span&gt;.haha.she likes saying that.&lt;br /&gt;thought my slide is nothing but crap budden she said it was good.surprise2.&lt;br /&gt;so much for a last min job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112546333343834174?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112539909383017758</id><published>2005-08-30T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T03:51:33.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mr Fadhil, please dun read my entries to me anymore okay?&lt;br /&gt;or i shall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hanyhow&lt;/span&gt; update bout you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ebah,ebah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Love, iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112539909383017758?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112539909383017758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112539909383017758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112539909383017758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112539909383017758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/mr-fadhil-please-dun-read-my-entries.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112508303546458796</id><published>2005-08-26T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T12:03:55.470-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now people would not only recognise my bf but they can actually remember how his pillow looked like ehh?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am suppose to be in bed right now but i couldn't get to sleep after talkin to dear on the fon.&lt;br /&gt;he was 'shoo-ed' away by me cause he wants to watch football..hehe..actually no lah..&lt;br /&gt;i took 3 days off from work just for the sake of studying java okay.hope i can make it ah.&lt;br /&gt;i really hafta starting muggin cause i really dunwan to hear anything about repeating the module or whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now in the school canteen, out of nowhere i heard people calling me, "syla..syla"..&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't spot who was calling me then i looked around giving this blur look.&lt;br /&gt;guess u all can imagine how i looked like eh..&lt;br /&gt;then guess who i saw?&lt;br /&gt;sharon!&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;after months at nyp, i FINALLY saw her.&lt;br /&gt;been months since we last met.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she's my colleague when im working as sales promoter for SurfBay at Isetan.&lt;br /&gt;i missed her.&lt;br /&gt;but it was so different, the way we talked and all.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but i feel so awkward talking to her maybe cause it has been quite sometime already.&lt;br /&gt;when she was talking to me, she was like,"eehh dun touch2 ur white spots anymore leh..its curing ready.."&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;could still remember when we're still close at Isetan back then, we love walking around looking at all the facial and cosmetic products at Isetan, from then we become so cautious about all those zits and stuffs all cause of kak lini and kak shikin frm Chanel.&lt;br /&gt;now ever since we quit Isetan, we dun really look after ourselves well..lol.&lt;br /&gt;can tell.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh oklah, i should get some sleep now.turra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112508303546458796?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112508303546458796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112508303546458796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112508303546458796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112508303546458796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/now-people-would-not-only-recognise-my.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112489709489734076</id><published>2005-08-24T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T08:24:54.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>and yah, friends had been asking me how bf looked like.&lt;br /&gt;well, here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=606574"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=606574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eee tgk bantalnyee..&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112489709489734076?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112489709489734076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112489709489734076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112489709489734076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112489709489734076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/and-yah-friends-had-been-asking-me-how.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112489652935188391</id><published>2005-08-24T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T08:16:31.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oklah, back to blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, marketing's tutorial is cancelled.meaning no school today.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i reached homies ard 230am yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;WOW.&lt;br /&gt;imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;momsie's cool with that cause she know's its chalet.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reached home, pop was asleep.phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mr fadhil if ure reading this, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u mmg kuang asam ah smlm..eee geramnyeee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;so the muke tembok..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;u knoe, i knoe la eh.heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;farid and khai gave me this indescribable look that day when they saw me and bf in the bus that day.&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone's&lt;/span&gt; mouth needed to be taped badly la.&lt;br /&gt;serious seh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112489652935188391?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112489652935188391/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112443605238742729</id><published>2005-08-19T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T00:20:52.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna be MIA.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112443605238742729?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112443605238742729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112443605238742729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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someone just for the sake of leaving,&lt;br /&gt;especially that someone whom i used to love and care so much for in the past?&lt;br /&gt;i feel so tired clarifying things to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i gave up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pendek kate, gasak korang la eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ey im confused la.&lt;br /&gt;please tell me that you have got over me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people please dun come to me and ask,&lt;br /&gt;"ehh why u broke up with your x bf ?what happened? Then now got new boyfriend ready arh?"&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel like shit.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some even thought i dumped him cause of another guy.&lt;br /&gt;please la k.i broke up with my ex before i met fadhil okay.&lt;br /&gt;it really gets on my nerves when people jump to stupid conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;it really pissed me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala, now i can't be bothered to say,"ehh no, actually like dis..."&lt;br /&gt;in time to come, if people were to ask me such qns, i shall keep quiet ajelah k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now, khai told me that he had developed an interest in me.&lt;br /&gt;and when i told him that im not available, he went MIA sehh.lol.&lt;br /&gt;now i think im startin to get the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; phobia of guys&lt;/span&gt; la..&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11114239.post-112425917127369404</id><published>2005-08-16T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T23:14:12.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if you see me as a bad girl,&lt;br /&gt;go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;if you are beginning to hate me,&lt;br /&gt;do it for all i care.&lt;br /&gt;when you think that i am just toying around with your feelings,&lt;br /&gt;then you are so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;if you misunderstood my intentions,&lt;br /&gt;im totally helpless at that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;commiting myself to another guy doesn't mean i'll forget you.&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just understand and see my hints.&lt;br /&gt;like i said, go seek your true happiness, you'll never know if you never search for one.&lt;br /&gt;all those words you said made me feel as if i dun have a heart as u think i had left you for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you think that i am jez fooling around,den u wrong.&lt;br /&gt;dun make me sound as if im the guilty party here, if you are really sincere you shouldn't have met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; girl after we broke up.&lt;br /&gt;i am not being jealous or whatsoever.i repeat.i am not.zero.zilch.&lt;br /&gt;cause im the one who made such decision.&lt;br /&gt;but you should know me better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, we're still friends right?&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope this relationship can work out yeahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112425917127369404?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112402233313927883</id><published>2005-08-14T04:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T05:50:37.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Condolences to Hazwan Bin Hamzah.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho im no longer in BTSS, i would like to express my sympathy upon your unexpected departure.&lt;br /&gt;May God Bless You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short guys, so treasure it.&lt;br /&gt;I still cannot believe that he's no longer alive.&lt;br /&gt;haix..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i've made a decision last friday.&lt;br /&gt;A decision that took me so long to decide.&lt;br /&gt;I've decided that me and bucuk remains as friends for the time being cause i finally realise that until when do i want to cling to him?&lt;br /&gt;im still young and i still want to have my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;guys dun assume anything.&lt;br /&gt;we do not go on our separate ways after a fight or anything, its just happens like that.&lt;br /&gt;i made up my mind cause i dun wan him to get jelak of me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;like i said, if he's true to me, he would be willing to wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just cannot commit myself to the same guy for so long when im only 17.&lt;br /&gt;and i think he should not to.&lt;br /&gt;he has been good to me and had never ignored my existence.&lt;br /&gt;he cared for me so much when im his gf.&lt;br /&gt;he has never scolded me or anything.&lt;br /&gt;imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;for the entire 1 yr 2 mths 17 days, he had never make me feel that he's a useless bf or anything.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am to him..lol..cause i like venting my anger on him but all he does is to keep quiet and did not even rebel.&lt;br /&gt;in another way, i think im too much la..thus, i've made up that decision.&lt;br /&gt;he deserves someone who's much more worth his love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even till now, i tried to control myself.&lt;br /&gt;he has been asking for patch up for many times but i declined.&lt;br /&gt;i told him that is we're fated to be with each other then we will always be.&lt;br /&gt;fate decides.&lt;br /&gt;so why worry too much?&lt;br /&gt;i still care and love him so much.&lt;br /&gt;he will always be someone special to me but i do not want to be more than that as im afraid i might just end up hurting him more.&lt;br /&gt;shalihin, i am sparing some thought for your happiness.&lt;br /&gt;seek for your true love and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;you will always be my no.1.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come to me one day if other girls looked down on u, i'll make sure i give them some spanking..&lt;br /&gt;its some spanking business we're talking here (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love sure has its ups and downs aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that leaves with all your questions answered right dear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to nad,be strong k.&lt;br /&gt;susah sgt aku kenalkan dgn bdak giant suda..&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahaha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what, im still your ling.&lt;br /&gt;you're still my bucuk.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, time to update about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gettin kecoh and kecoh.&lt;br /&gt;like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;now im becoming sucha baddie ah.&lt;br /&gt;instead of doing work, me and misha gossip about all the guys at work.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;i was practically slacking with her at the infants section.&lt;br /&gt;misha used to like my abg.until now, kalao dier keje confirm tanyer mane my abg.&lt;br /&gt;haha..kiter panggil dier anuar zain.kekkee..&lt;br /&gt;she called fauzee, the sejempot.&lt;br /&gt;khairul, si jeber..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha..that part i cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fauzee was called sejempot cause of his mouth.she said his mouth mcm sejempot dkat depan.&lt;br /&gt;wakakakaka..tak baek seh misha..&lt;br /&gt;biler dier ketawe mulot dier mcm segenggam..&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha...klaka nak mampos..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beh khairul was called si jeber cause he when he smile/laugh, he's looked like he's 'jeber'-ing..&lt;br /&gt;kakakkaakaka..duno why to describe but each time he talked to me, misha would whisper,&lt;br /&gt;"si jeber..si jeber"...lol..&lt;br /&gt;misha2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den mizi was called 'hello kitty' cause they say he's  cute!&lt;br /&gt;din noe that until the senior staffs told me that they call mizi, 'hello kitty'.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and so much so, they kept calling me mizi for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday,the usher hijau gave me yoghurt sehh..&lt;br /&gt;tau2 tarok dpan muke orang, igtkan apelah..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;anyway thanks k, dunno why you gave me those yoghurts..but hey thx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of nowhere, farid is back..&lt;br /&gt;gawd..among so many people why him sia..&lt;br /&gt;eeeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112402233313927883?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112402233313927883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112402233313927883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112402233313927883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112402233313927883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/condolences-to-hazwan-bin-hamzah.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112377279717316820</id><published>2005-08-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-11T08:06:37.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new editted pics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586909"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586909" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during NDP..kawai?hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586908"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586908" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586910"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586910" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586920"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=586920" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's lots more but just plain lazy to edit ah..haha.&lt;br /&gt;laytor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112377279717316820?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112377279717316820/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112373627723076883</id><published>2005-08-10T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T21:57:57.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>as promised, i shall update about our outing to view the views works at Marina Bay.&lt;br /&gt;here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, my bucuk fetched me or rather he surprised me by appearing infront of me out of nowhere while i was busy working.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;how cute!&lt;br /&gt;after which he pretends to ask me where is the chocolates located at?&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after which he queued for the counter which i am packing at.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.cheeky ey..&lt;br /&gt;he bought two chocolates (kitkat-peanut butter and crunchie) and clorets.&lt;br /&gt;din noe he bought the crunchie for me!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so sweet rite my bucuk?&lt;br /&gt;after work, ate the crunchie even tho its melting.haha.&lt;br /&gt;he knows my favourite.i like that.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back home to have a bath and change while he waited for me outside.&lt;br /&gt;sorry eh klau lambat..heh.&lt;br /&gt;after which we proceeded to bugis, have our meals and off to the esplanade.&lt;br /&gt;it was totally packed and guess wad,&lt;br /&gt;we shall the parade contigents assemble and sang the birthday song to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;we're just like outside the parade square.&lt;br /&gt;mann, it was super cool!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;*jakon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we saw the tanks infront of us and when they left, gt one staff waving at us.&lt;br /&gt;soo cute!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we sat at the sky garden and saw the helicopters with the flag passing above us&lt;br /&gt;PLUS, the planes..&lt;br /&gt;the effect is sooooo loud that we shouted like nobody's business and took videos.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;it was fun being with my bf i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then met his bunch of friends, all together 4 couples and one guy.&lt;br /&gt;btw he is one of the x bts ah..bucuk told me that he used to like me, like wtf..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, they are all so crappy.&lt;br /&gt;making lotsa noise..gawd!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girls are practically okay la but a pity i din get to talk much to them as we hafta gt back home fast as tomorrow is my ICA.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;amy told bucuk that his gf said i resembled i guess u know how la eh..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;its like a joke..like really.&lt;br /&gt;well nehmind..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my bucuk promised to buy me picnic chocettes, the &lt;strong&gt;big pack&lt;/strong&gt; one okay by this friday if my sore throat is gone.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..soo sweeetttt~&lt;br /&gt;im hoping the it wld be gone.hehe..&lt;br /&gt;and yahh, today bucuk told me he gt a surprise fer me..&lt;br /&gt;yeayness, wonder what could it be..&lt;br /&gt;geee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw i am now in the project room with lene..&lt;br /&gt;gonna mug for now..&lt;br /&gt;turra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112373627723076883?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112373627723076883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112373627723076883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112373627723076883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112373627723076883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/as-promised-i-shall-update-about-our.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112365217237820796</id><published>2005-08-09T22:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T22:36:12.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>him: eh nyari keje? abang mane? *while pulling the crate thing*&lt;br /&gt;me: dier tk datang, malas ah. *just stepped out from the lift*&lt;br /&gt;him: waaa, adeknye rajin carik duit bkn mcm abang dier eh?&lt;br /&gt;me: ehhh biaselahhh..hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a blissful thing to hear early in the morning eh?&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i still think he's a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;i've gt such a warm feeling after being greeted so nicely early in the morning.hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cik ramidah was impressed i came even without my bro.&lt;br /&gt;see, im no longer relying on others right?&lt;br /&gt;im becoming more and more independent.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouhwell, shall update more later.&lt;br /&gt;im in school's lab, preparing for the biz comm's ICA.&lt;br /&gt;boredom strikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;auww, shall update bout our outing to watch fireworks yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;super sweet!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112365217237820796?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112347123057648070</id><published>2005-08-07T19:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T20:23:18.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the guys there, ishak and hussein are definitely drivin me nuts.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are totally absurd,boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell u this, im so gonna be dead in weeks to come if amy blurted out something that she wasnt suppose to blurt (sp?)&lt;br /&gt;ok in short, she should just seal her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;know what, its all about mizi.&lt;br /&gt;she's goin to sabo me with mizi alot more because of his obvious gestures.&lt;br /&gt;dun get it dun i dunno what to say.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;super gorgeous indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday the usher dude told my dad something witty.&lt;br /&gt;he said &lt;em&gt;,"abang,anak abang yg prempuan to muke mcm siti, abang mcm penyanyi somethingsomething faisal , yg anak abang yg lelaki tu mcm anuar zain"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;tak boleh angkat seh anuar zain.&lt;br /&gt;even my bro prasan he's anuar zain.&lt;br /&gt;that it so shitty.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;then my pop said ,&lt;em&gt;"wah bagos eh member abang sume superstar".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;funny how my pop calls ishak&lt;em&gt;,"pendeekkkk".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;so yesterday i went to have my meals with my pop.&lt;br /&gt;cool eyh?&lt;br /&gt;bro went with fauzee.&lt;br /&gt;then i blanjed my dad makan u noe..&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..how sweet!&lt;br /&gt;ceehhh..&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;thats when my pop told me about those two bummers.ahah.&lt;br /&gt;ishak and hussein la..they talkandtalk about us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sun,those two gt morning shifts and early in the morning da &lt;em&gt;menggeletis.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;they played with the crate thing and then chasing each other.&lt;br /&gt;wahlao, den nearly collide with me.&lt;br /&gt;haiyoo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on sat gerek giler.&lt;br /&gt;everyone was there ah.&lt;br /&gt;basically, the two usher dudes, ishak, mizi, khai, the guy in charge of tissue (duno his name,pathetic),my dad(!), my titi(sze min), amy , janet, santha plus more.&lt;br /&gt;all gt full shift so you can imagine how kecoh it is.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i worked frm 8am till 11pm u noe.since giant closes at 1am, i worked till 11(suppose to end at 8) cause i want to go home with pop and i definitely cannot miss out the fun.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;and yah btw talkin to khai is funny.lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while packing, theres this berg-giler guy ah.&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.with his gf.&lt;br /&gt;he kept smiling at me frm far while queueing then guess what.&lt;br /&gt;during his turn, he kacau me.&lt;br /&gt;wahh..bukan main gatal.&lt;br /&gt;ckp, "macehhh"..*in the step manje voice*&lt;br /&gt;then he said why did i blush and told his gf that i was so paiseh with him that i blushed.&lt;br /&gt;the gf smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;then i say i duno.and looked away.gee.&lt;br /&gt;then the gf ask me,"abang,ensem sgt eh dek?".&lt;br /&gt;and den the guy said,"ensem tu takde ah,maniss ade kan?".&lt;br /&gt;makkauuu...hhaha..that part i cannot tahan redi.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;terigt si isah.&lt;br /&gt;haiyooh.&lt;br /&gt;mcm2 la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then while packing, mizi came and ask his friend to go dunowhere cause he wants to pack at the counter beside mine.&lt;br /&gt;shittt!&lt;br /&gt;amy kept smiling leh.&lt;br /&gt;waahhh..&lt;br /&gt;suey.&lt;br /&gt;den i told amy i gt bf ready she say dun bedek.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;she say mizi is a 100% great and handsome cum cute guy.&lt;br /&gt;she's trying to matchmake.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;she's cute u noe.&lt;br /&gt;then i paiseh ready and told her, &lt;em&gt;"1 min ah?"&lt;/em&gt; and left the counter.haha..&lt;br /&gt;then she say so loudly&lt;em&gt;,"u everytime 1 min one..this time better come back fast one ahhh..haha"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i turned around and showed the 'goodbye' sign and saw mizi tgk org-mcm-nak-makan.&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;din return to her counter back as a result.haha.&lt;br /&gt;padan muke..kacao aku lagii..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the tissue guy kept calling out mizi's name and then smiled everytime im nearby mizi.&lt;br /&gt;it gets me nervous okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hopin very badly that she doesnt sabo me.arrgh.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow goin to work frm 8am till 2pm.double pay ehhh.sape taknak.&lt;br /&gt;10 bucks per hr.woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;after which goin to watch fireworks with my babybucuk!&lt;br /&gt;yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;asilah2, ICA danak dkt pon maseh nak enjoy..issh2..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112347123057648070?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112347123057648070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112347123057648070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112347123057648070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112347123057648070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/guys-there-ishak-and-hussein-are.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112325310397706055</id><published>2005-08-05T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T07:50:52.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eh hi! Leh kenal2? Kiter budak giant ah, keje side detergent.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wakakaka..like very funny rightt?&lt;br /&gt;quoted:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"keje side detergent".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;confirm si khai ah ni, mane aje si dektu dpt my no.&lt;br /&gt;surprise2.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot bring myself to see him at work tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;malu sehh..&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;its funny how the guys there try to start convos,its like they talk to you bt dun intend to look at ur face..&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dad turned 46 yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;auwww..love you ayah!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to kiss my pop yesterday cause i was asleep before he returned back from work yest.&lt;br /&gt;shall wait for him to return later..heh..&lt;br /&gt;hadiah hutang yeee? nanti gurl belikan alright pop?&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i passed my java!&lt;br /&gt;alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;i told ya im sooo gonna screw up the test right? thank god.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now , im being super sweet to my 'hubby' tauu.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i tapao the cheap food from school together with some side dishes cum drinks just for my bucuk.&lt;br /&gt;then we makan together2 somewhere at amk.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;thank u joanne for helping me buy the drinks.&lt;br /&gt;hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recalled doin the project at school on last wed.&lt;br /&gt;"representing the POP world!"&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa..funny right lene? (as requested frm ya, lene)*hee&lt;br /&gt;everytime i hear that song i remembered us imitating the slang..&lt;br /&gt;haha.so funny..&lt;br /&gt;both of us sang mcfly song so loud in the project room like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;bwahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND YONG CHIANG!&lt;br /&gt;JANGAN KACAO AKU BLEH TAK?&lt;br /&gt;MACAM NAK KENE CEKIK2 JE!&lt;br /&gt;HAIYOHH!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;forever askin me to introduce some of my gurlfrens to him.&lt;br /&gt;can u shhh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bucuk send me to school just now..auuww..sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;i love my bucuk so much!&lt;br /&gt;*smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi2, si isah gile tu da kacao orang..haha.&lt;br /&gt;gile la awak ni, pagi2 msg org just to tell me that?&lt;br /&gt;abeh tadi pukol 9 lebih pon same..&lt;br /&gt;jakpa2..prangai tk berubah..&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what happen when you dun blog for days, mind went totally blank.&lt;br /&gt;duhhh.&lt;br /&gt;shall post some pics later i took with my bucuk okay?&lt;br /&gt;turra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112325310397706055?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112325310397706055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112325310397706055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112325310397706055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112325310397706055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/08/eh-hi-leh-kenal2-kiter-budak-giant-ah.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112282115548309262</id><published>2005-07-31T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T07:45:55.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No words can describe my day at work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gerek laaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aandd fauzee pls dun curik my abg frm me can or nt?&lt;br /&gt;kacao daon la u..&lt;br /&gt;hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sze min, wo si huan ni.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;you rawk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amy,dun bully me nanti my sayang ,santha, kater nanti dier carik u tau..padan muke!&lt;br /&gt;issh bestnyee.&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bank in more bucks! more!&lt;br /&gt;weeehooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yayi-in tetik, thank you for all the belanje-ing just now okay?&lt;br /&gt;wooo sayang ni hubby!!&lt;br /&gt;wakakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;kater baru dpt gaji, abg hensem kiter loaded laaa...&lt;br /&gt;fuyoooo, girls back off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112282115548309262?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112282115548309262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112282115548309262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112282115548309262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112282115548309262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/no-words-can-describe-my-day-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112265109730926996</id><published>2005-07-29T07:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T08:31:37.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I've discovered something new about myself these past few days.&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to feel that somehow or rather i enjoy spending time alone rather than mixing with the society.&lt;br /&gt;not that im not sociable.&lt;br /&gt;i can be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;extra&lt;/span&gt; sociable at times but MAJORITY of the time i feel that i understand and express myself better just by being alone.&lt;br /&gt;can see that im the type that doesn't like attention from crowds right?&lt;br /&gt;neither am i a fashion slave who seeks too much attention from the public.&lt;br /&gt;see, i am now beginning to realise all this.&lt;br /&gt;im surprised that i actually didn't know soo much about myself after all these years.&lt;br /&gt;shhessh.&lt;br /&gt;poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love hanging out with people who im &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt; with.&lt;br /&gt;im actually looking forward to spending time with these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;define what i meant by&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;somebody whom i enjoys going out with but not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dreading&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;meaning, serious people are so boring. the tense atmosphere and all.&lt;br /&gt;somebody i dun mind spending time with even by just doing nothing but sitting down and chatting.&lt;br /&gt;especially with somebody who knows how to keep conversations alive.&lt;br /&gt;during my secondary school days, my talkative partner will always be fyza.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;everyday without fail , we would slack at the void decks, talking about shitty stuffs and our conversations would never end.&lt;br /&gt;we even had a 'port' of our own.&lt;br /&gt;its nearby my place.lol.&lt;br /&gt;she was the first person whom i enjoy chatting with la.&lt;br /&gt;could still remember the times when we used to stay back to do our batiks together and even while concentrating on the batik wax,our mouths can never be shut one.&lt;br /&gt;yak3 here and there.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;she's our my budget friend at that point of time ah.so its like im much more comfortable with her when financial matters are concerned.&lt;br /&gt;she understands me better in that area.&lt;br /&gt;could still remember the times when we shared our drinks at school just to save money to buy the same hp casing.&lt;br /&gt;we may find some things unaffordable at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;she's my kaki pemalas and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non-semangat&lt;/span&gt; buddy too.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when it comes to serious and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jiwang&lt;/span&gt; matters, the right person to look up for would be nad ah.&lt;br /&gt;avoid looking up for fyza over such matters.haha.cause she'll make u laugh like hell instead.&lt;br /&gt;seeing her face herself makes me wana laugh.&lt;br /&gt;si gile tu.keke.&lt;br /&gt;nad can give you those serious advices no doubt,with her serious face.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;basically she's soft-hearted and thats where her importance lies in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, you see its already balanced right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; put asilah and hafizah together because they can never get serious.&lt;br /&gt;its like we love blaming each other for this and that ah,like who's the most crappy one among us and nad would be the wise one who can't be bothered with such things.&lt;br /&gt;kater paling tue kan.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you see, its difficult to find a person whom im really enjoy spending time with besides my babybucuk la.&lt;br /&gt;he's definitely on top of my list already.hehe.&lt;br /&gt;he's my childhood hubby tau.&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im proud to say that i have sucha weird personality found in me.&lt;br /&gt;that makes me unique kan?&lt;br /&gt;choosy in finding the right companion.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, hisham thanks for the invite to the chalet but thousand apologies to u cause im working tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;to my yayi-in, takmo pk lain tau, my schoolmate in SIT.&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112265109730926996?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112265109730926996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112265109730926996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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bold;"&gt;we &lt;/span&gt;think that people who filch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; way of writing/dressing/personality is so stupid plus lame right?&lt;br /&gt;like no originality and doesn't have their own set of thinking sehh..&lt;br /&gt;especially when its too obvious sehh..sheesh-&lt;br /&gt;we labelled these kinda peeps 'cows' (lembu) sia..hahahahhahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112222312143606665?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112222312143606665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPER DUPER HAPPY PLUS CONTENTED PLUS ETC ETC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Well cause i have reunited with my long lost family at GIANT!!&lt;br /&gt;Mann, i love them soooo much more than anything else.&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of work-&lt;br /&gt;thought it would be suck-ish..but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell no&lt;/span&gt;! i was totally proven wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Its just my first day at work and mann it was goddamn fun i tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;The staff there are super friendly cause even the new staffs like chat with me and started to touch my hand and stuffs while chatting..only GIRLS okay?&lt;br /&gt;they were like " ehhh u gt brother right?? ur face similar la..*laughs*"...&lt;br /&gt;CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell ya, i made friends with lotsa staffs from&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; various&lt;/span&gt; departments!&lt;br /&gt;even the janitors tauu..they were like saying my pop is a good man..&lt;br /&gt;not only one of two tau but there's quite a number praises my dad..&lt;br /&gt;eehh mestila kater ayah kiter sehh..&lt;br /&gt;hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usher twin was like "ehhh macam pernah nampak laa"&lt;br /&gt;"EX-CASHIER LA"..i replied..kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who was my tukang supervise and instruct on what to do?&lt;br /&gt;It was my abang okay..cool giler kan?&lt;br /&gt;it was like we are free to go anywhere to do our work and so i ask him dis and dat ah..&lt;br /&gt;our supervisor-in-charge cik ramidah was damn supporting u knoe..&lt;br /&gt;the morning i reported for work, she ask me to fill the application form then collect my uni and punchcard..and then start work! waaa, ruper2 she was the overall in charge of hiring people thats y she hire only the pple she trusts and fire those who's not..&lt;br /&gt;thats what my ayah tell me la..&lt;br /&gt;she allows us to report for work late and stuffs cause she knows we're schooling!&lt;br /&gt;cool abess..i like her sia..haha!&lt;br /&gt;like just now suppose to masok keje pukol 830, 830 my abang baru nak bgn..wakakaka...i pon lambat la kannnss...tak kene soal asal dtg lambat sume..best sehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people gave me lotsa expressions wen see me sehh..haha..those terpranjat kinda look..&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;especially my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; dearest&lt;/span&gt; siti!!!&lt;br /&gt;wwhhooaahh i miss her like hell sia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they welcomed me back and i feel extremely happy that i feel that i wuldntt want to leave this job anymore sehh..!&lt;br /&gt;i hope to stick with this job ah..wayyyy...wayyy..wayyy easier than cashier u knoe..&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;i love during the packing part..haha..all the cashier would be like " ehh help me la plsss"&lt;br /&gt;then the rest was like "ehh my counter la.."&lt;br /&gt;zulkhairi said "dek nanti tolong abang eh? si tue ni danak belah"..HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;kekek abes sehh...&lt;br /&gt;kene si tue..!&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of work-&lt;br /&gt;I made frens with the supervisors frm lain department pon..&lt;br /&gt;imagine...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supervisors&lt;/span&gt;~!?&lt;br /&gt;especially this particular chi guy supervisor,lol!&lt;br /&gt;he likes to menyakat me den i kenekan him balek ah..&lt;br /&gt;like just now..he say,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"yesterday asal u tk return ur pass,i got ask ur dad tau.."..&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka~ then i talked loudly in the grocery area i say,&lt;br /&gt;"ahhh talk sumore on the fon la thats why yesterday i give back my pass you never realise..haiyah u arhh"&lt;br /&gt;" jahat ehh u..sini i take ur pass, i want to sabo u so u nanti kene soal knape tkde pass...muahahaha"..&lt;br /&gt;then i say, "talk somemore and keep wasting my time again ahh, hhaha!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that part dier cannot tahan..laugh until like what ready ah..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadi time makan gerek abes sehh, i tapao food at the hawker with my ayah then sat at pantry area to eat...&lt;br /&gt;wahhlaaooo pantry all my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gengs&lt;/span&gt; are there!&lt;br /&gt;haha,they were like ehhh dudok2..*squeeze2*&lt;br /&gt;funny sia..&lt;br /&gt;i sat beside this uncle who speaks fluent malay...&lt;br /&gt;i want to makan he bisik2 at me..hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;he say "asal tak belikan abang makan ni, abeh u makan sorang.."&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaha~&lt;br /&gt;i din finish my food as a result and gave my dad...sucha good daughter eh me..lol cause my ayah had his lunch but i insisted him to have so that he wld nt feel hungry later..&lt;br /&gt;the vending machine dkt pantry rosak and my dad sanggop belikan kan air dkt giant even tho queue panjang giler..im sooo touchedd..!&lt;br /&gt;my ayah had never refused to help any time i needed help at work..&lt;br /&gt;aauww~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i love u ayaahhh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;whoever who instructs my dad to do this and that, be it old or young, im soo gonna shout infront of their face sia..dun try me ahh~ni warning niiee..&lt;br /&gt;korang pk korang bole pandang rendah dgn org sederhana mcm kitorg mentang2 korg kaye...&lt;br /&gt;fcuk u people okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mark my words&lt;/span&gt;-my siblings and i would change our parents lives biler kitorg besar okay..&lt;br /&gt;i shall pamper them with all the things they want including love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so to u losers out there- get a life bodoh! wait till u gt robbed one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to my story..&lt;br /&gt;the usher kaler hijau..haha..wat a name..&lt;br /&gt;funny sia..ask me whether im still schling or not and stuffs and wen he ask me which school im frm, he was shocked i was in poly.he said im smart.haha.ya rigghhhtt~&lt;br /&gt;so much for being smart aye?&lt;br /&gt;kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;i cannot maintain sia wen siti said he wanted to gt to knoe me well wen he chatted non stop with me during lunch..&lt;br /&gt;my dad' s cool with it sehh..no worries.&lt;br /&gt;he even joined in the joke..hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;even the bdak2 there all call my dad "abang" sehh..hhaha&lt;br /&gt;ishak was saying "kao jangan kacau anak dara orang nanti abg rashid datang dgn "elephant machine" kan"..&lt;br /&gt;then all of us ktawe like hell..ahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;sape2 tak tau ape bende "elephant machine" tu..tooo bad...only kiters2 je tau ehh guys..hahah..klaka sehh korang~&lt;br /&gt;my dad nyer kawan said im pretty and stuffs then my dad showed dis "lesing" sign..hahha...&lt;br /&gt;like jgn mcm2 ehh..hahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole GIANT knows the three of us are related and soo the kecohhh!!&lt;br /&gt;almost evryone asks me the same qns over and over again sehh..haha..&lt;br /&gt;ehh u sister/daughter of this3 ehh?&lt;br /&gt;hhaha..&lt;br /&gt;yalahhh2!&lt;br /&gt;some thought me and bro matayer sehh..ape jekkk!!&lt;br /&gt;auntie janet ahh nie...asal bleh je..&lt;br /&gt;wen i helped her pack, it was great..cause we talked loudly with her and the rest together with the other cashiers cause i know them better mahh..&lt;br /&gt;ex-cashier katerkan..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuyyoo..soon enough i would try to arrange a schedule to work on some of the weekdays ahh..&lt;br /&gt;keje tk boring mestila tk kesah..&lt;br /&gt;da mcm family sendiri..sane sini pegi orang baek dgn kiter pe..&lt;br /&gt;cheyy tak lamer lagi jadik independent woman ah nie..pakai duit sendiri utk sume bende skola..tk menyusahkan parents kan..&lt;br /&gt;tk sanggop nak buat camtu ah even tho i duno how other kids bleh tergamak mintak dui tfrm their parents utk bende2 tk berfaedah ni sume..ishhh3~&lt;br /&gt;haha..mcm btol je aku ni..&lt;br /&gt;shall not kpo..let them be..dorang orang senang pe kanss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dalah, aku da penat..cpatlah weekends datang!!&lt;br /&gt;haha..gilenye aku..&lt;br /&gt;arios-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112221895408053078?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112221895408053078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112221895408053078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112221895408053078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112221895408053078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-super-duper-happy-plus-contented.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112204157426641920</id><published>2005-07-22T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T07:12:54.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came to school around 10 and class ended at 12.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, after school went to jumpe my sayang and since my bucuk hafta solat jumaat,i went down to tampines to see him there.seeeee, im sucha good gf right? lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.took  from 72 from school.&lt;br /&gt;mann,it was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;especially when the bus reached amk ite.&lt;br /&gt;tat part sucks alot.like really.&lt;br /&gt;i was seated at the back seat in the bus when this bunch of guys frm ite amk sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;they talked uber loud till i almost gt pissed.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;they were talking about wanting to get a girl's number.&lt;br /&gt;at first, i assumed they wanted this 2 nanyang poly girls seated infront of them.&lt;br /&gt;so i just concentrate on hearing songs from perfect10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din i told u they guy seated beside me was suppper close to me?!&lt;br /&gt;even tho there was lots of empty seats ard, he stick to sitting beside me and refused to move away sampaikan kene sound dgn kwn dier.haha.&lt;br /&gt;drg kater kalao bole dier nak melekatkan kaki dier kat kaki ako.wtfff~&lt;br /&gt;pffttt.&lt;br /&gt;they say my expression da tuka sbab mesti rimas dok sbelah kwn dier.kekeke&lt;br /&gt;duhh~&lt;br /&gt;they were saying ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eh mintak kan ahh,imran kan sbelah dier kan"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ehhh kao mintakk laaa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eehh aku pon nak jgak?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kaoo nakkk?..boleh jalan ah..aku nak dulu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"eleh kalao aku tanye aku dpt..amcm? *laughs*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"ehh dier cine ke mlayu?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"mlayu la bodo, kalao tk tkkan aku nak mintak no dier?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kalao dier turon hg point bkn tampines aku salahkan korang ehh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;then the whole bunch of them seated infront of me turned ard and stared me.&lt;br /&gt;walaooo, can imagine how paiseh am i at tat time..shittt~&lt;br /&gt;i was like, jangan kacao aku ehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the guy infront of me was like waving at me and saying that his friend wants my number.&lt;br /&gt;baskettt.&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;i said i aint gt any number.haha.&lt;br /&gt;then they all like tersengeh2.and the guy infront of me said thanks eh.&lt;br /&gt;lol~&lt;br /&gt;holy shyte.im so damn fcukin paiseh reaady.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;serik aku nak naek 72 lagik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afta that, met inn and went to tekka to eat.&lt;br /&gt;after which settled down at the nearby void deck with the usual spot with 9 kittens loitering around.&lt;br /&gt;haha.cuteness.&lt;br /&gt;we called my sis to come down to see the cute kittens and we even took crazy videos of us.&lt;br /&gt;cute la we all.&lt;br /&gt;prasan sehh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;3 of us were sitting luffin our heads off,enjoying the fries till 9.&lt;br /&gt;it was fun i tell ya.we did stupid things like shakin our ass and stuffs.=X&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;my baby is so cute!&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow first day of work at GIANT.&lt;br /&gt;cool ehh? tak payah interview, tk payah ape tau2 drg panggil start keje.&lt;br /&gt;lol~&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112204157426641920?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112204157426641920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112204157426641920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112204157426641920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112204157426641920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/came-to-school-around-10-and-class.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112195076817953999</id><published>2005-07-21T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T05:59:28.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey guysss, here's my class pic during presentation..&lt;br /&gt;the lecturer took our pic in between the ica, cool right?&lt;br /&gt;but i still prefer the one in charlene's and shu fen's hp when all 5 of us is in the ladies..so cute..lol!haha...we called ourselves the pinkladies..wahha..cause all of us are wearing pinkkk..kawaii right??hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=557990"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=557990" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;Spot me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random, the thought of people saying that i resembled someone really tickles(sp?)la..&lt;br /&gt;can't possibly be true right?lol~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112195076817953999?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112195076817953999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112195076817953999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112195076817953999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112195076817953999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-guysss-heres-my-class-pic-during.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112186272051074479</id><published>2005-07-20T04:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T05:32:00.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>basically just slack the entire day.no school cause there's no marketing and eventually,wednesday happens to be the day where there's two hrs of marketing and voila,sch 's over.&lt;br /&gt;cool right.no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine was looking directly at my eyes and told me she wanted to have double eyelids pair of eyes just like mine.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway charlene pls stop calling that cmaths lecturer bitch.lol&lt;br /&gt;you gt me addicted too you know.haha!&lt;br /&gt;omgg...both of us are so bad cause we like cursing her and asking her to improve her handwriting before teaching us.wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;2 hrs of cursing..haha..luck isnt on her side uh? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;business comm ica was kinda cool la cause charlene said i sounded normal and din even sound nervous.whoah,im trying hard to act normal you know..haha.&lt;br /&gt;some say my introduction was sort of unique.&lt;br /&gt;anyway charlene, your speech was GOOD you know! omg,stop pretending okay? lol!&lt;br /&gt;wore formal clothes and yong chiang said i looked good.thank you arh=) haha..&lt;br /&gt;tak malu nyer aku.&lt;br /&gt;me and charlene ended up having blisters for sashay-ing ourselves frm 8 till 6 at the campus.haha.&lt;br /&gt;im wearing high heels, imagine that?&lt;br /&gt;they say i have nice long legs wearing heels...wahahahaha! funny sia.you guys must be joking right?&lt;br /&gt;took pictures of the entire class,omg i can't wait~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing him really freaked me out.&lt;br /&gt;another weird person who likes me even tho he knows i got a bf.&lt;br /&gt;wtf??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my pri sch galfren was saying she would like to join nanyang with me after completing her O's too.&lt;br /&gt;omggg, im so excited..i miss her like hell..woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my bucuuukkk, i love you okay?&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo muchhh!!&lt;br /&gt;andd i like ur hair when you use gel and not wearing cap.get that?&lt;br /&gt;read my lips-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; hawttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;~!!&lt;br /&gt;*sizzles*&lt;br /&gt;kekekkee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dearest abg won a lucky draw meant for all Giant stuffs and gt a beeeegggg hamper of nestle and maggie sponsors.&lt;br /&gt;aauuwww, baru kerja da menang..&lt;br /&gt;they handed the hamper yesterday to my darling ayah as bro's nt working yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;syukur alhamdullilah,rezeki kiter..&lt;br /&gt;bkn senang nk menang tau.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;presenting my bucuk yang suker and menggelitis time amek gamba..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555914"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555914" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555913"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555913" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555923"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555923" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555911"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555911" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555912"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=555912" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112186272051074479?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112186272051074479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112186272051074479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112186272051074479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112186272051074479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/basically-just-slack-entire-day.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112156761461215428</id><published>2005-07-16T19:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T19:33:34.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>morninggg worrllddd~!!&lt;br /&gt;its 10.10 now and  im awake ready..lol..and its sunday!!suprise2~&lt;br /&gt;weeeee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had the 4e2's class gathering..was soo happy like hell by then cause..&lt;br /&gt;the three of us are officially back!!&lt;br /&gt;yeay2!&lt;br /&gt;me,nad and fiza!&lt;br /&gt;eeyyy i miss you like hell tau fiza..wen we shook hands yesterday,i grabbed her to one corner and the three of us was crying.it was sooo sweet you knoww..&lt;br /&gt;nad just apply the my eyeliner just now and it gt smudged due to the tears..haha~&lt;br /&gt;cute la kao nad..kkeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniway nad, aku curik gamba pat blog kao tau..kiter 3 so the cute..haha!&lt;br /&gt;sunggoh tk tau malu..kwang3~&lt;br /&gt;basically, we had fun yesterday bt some pple just haf to play the bad person's role..&lt;br /&gt;calling us bitch does not make you sound like a great chap infact it shows how pathetic you are to stoop that low...auuwww...grow up boy! *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;anyway, after the bunch of peeps left, we STILL had fun..wooohooo~&lt;br /&gt;who cares anyway right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICA tomorrow..speech..and i havent wrote anything down yet except for researchers..&lt;br /&gt;iiiisshhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so guys, heres the pix (thanks to irah..haha!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=550653"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=550653" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=550654"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=550654" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=550655"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=550655" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112156761461215428?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112125561196812410</id><published>2005-07-13T04:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T05:22:04.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holla peeps.&lt;br /&gt;right now im typin in the dark,so pardon me if i gt spelling errors.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2moro i gt html test but right now im blogging..haiyah..&lt;br /&gt;nvm, me and charlene did some last min revising jes nw during the project thing.&lt;br /&gt;its wednesday and we actually gt out frm school ard 1230.very 'sian'.&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;anyway cin, if ure happen to be reading this, ape da jadii??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;kao ckp psal tag2, ape hal? aku takley nampak tagboard kao pon.haha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;apesal uh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamnt of goin to Giant just now.&lt;br /&gt;holy cow~!&lt;br /&gt;out of different places, why Giant?&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeyyhh im dreading to work there now, i can feel that..haaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yahh, there's actually someone who was caught red-handed for snapping my pic at the canteen just now.haha!&lt;br /&gt;you know who you guys eyhh, look at all those faces....haha..goodness graacious.&lt;br /&gt;da amek abeh senyom..mcm fcktard kan..&lt;br /&gt;*puking*&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake, we had bumped into each other thrice at school today.remember?&lt;br /&gt;yikes.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot angkat sehh.tak boley control abes..isshh..                   &lt;br /&gt;MEROSAKKAN GAMBAR LA DENGGG!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my baby said, "Ling i cant stop thinkin about you"..&lt;br /&gt;aauuwww...i lup u baby..muackish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-11114239.post-112118110705516287</id><published>2005-07-12T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T08:21:54.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever wondered how your impression can suddenly change because of this particular individual who enjoys glorifying oneself too much tho it may not be true or what you may call in short, a hypocrite??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stop putting on acts, it makes you look even stupid you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fancy bragging about this and that when what you are currently undergoing thru is nothin but a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;the way you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(trying very hard)&lt;/span&gt; to make yourself sound like one helluva nice girl is making my toes laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people who duno anyting, dun assume that you know who im referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BINGO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its just plain obvious that you're faking it.&lt;br /&gt;hahah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112118110705516287?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112118110705516287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112118110705516287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112118110705516287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112118110705516287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/ever-wondered-how-your-impression-can.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-112108717475096960</id><published>2005-07-11T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T06:06:14.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another finger-pointing session at school today.basket la the boys.&lt;br /&gt;haha.duno why me and charlene love to use the word basket so much till we got sick and tired of it that we laughed like &lt;em&gt;baskets&lt;/em&gt; after hearing that.lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,i manage to get into the Make-Up/Costume/Hair (MCH department) for the &lt;strong&gt;stage&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;arts&lt;/strong&gt; thing after the audition.greattt.one hell of a relaxing CCA and i also got into the another department which is the theatre management thing.overall, both are my choices la.lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddd, kak rahimah or shall i address her as cik rahimah.lol.&lt;br /&gt;was asking bro to ask me to join Giant back but, as a rejack runner.&lt;br /&gt;i declined at first hoping momma would never find out abt it but dangg, dad rose the issue when he gt home.momma heard it and asked me whether i want or not.&lt;br /&gt;holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;tak cashier, rejack runner plak.&lt;br /&gt;but okayla the job.&lt;br /&gt;weekends 0800-2000hrs. 5 bucks per hr.nt bad la ehh.&lt;br /&gt;but im quite excited jgak ah dpt jumpe budak2 dkt sane balek especially Siti.&lt;br /&gt;eyhh i miss korang like hell tauu..i know korang2 sume tanyer pasal me thru my bro and dad..auuww..nvm, if i gt the job then we're back again!&lt;br /&gt;sweet!&lt;br /&gt;to the LPO officers, if you all flirt rite, i'll lock you guys inside the cage thing.haha!&lt;br /&gt;like what bucuk told me ah..cause bucuk also know the LPO rooms..haha!&lt;br /&gt;all the Giant peeps nampak sah tahu kan.haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayla babes, i gtg now.i love myself alot &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;arios~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112108717475096960?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112083004614695175</id><published>2005-07-08T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T06:40:46.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dear diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;       Today school was such a boredom that it made me feel like puking for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;c.maths was tricky just now, thanks to the lecturer, i manage to find the logically equivalent columns. =) no,he wasn't helping me to cheat but brief us on the chapter before doing the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Yong Chiang the pakcik kpo never fails to disturb me.Sometimes, i even  feel like strangling him.*giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      As promised, i went to school with my boyfriend and ate rotiboy cum ice milo as our breakfast meal.My tummy could not accept the fact that i had already relish myself with such great food early in the morning and being such a 'rebellious' tummy, it vented it frustations on my tummy.stupid tummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I also stayed back until 5.30 to do our project at school and me,bein the usual sleepyhead, nearly felt asleep in the bus on my home.the moment i saw my bed, i didn't even bother to take a shower and headed over to my dreamland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Thats all for today folks.I hope you enjoy =) Have a nice day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FEELING SUCK-Y TODAY, THAT IS WHY THE ENTRY TURNED TO BE UBER LAME.PARDON ME OKAY?NO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLaaa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112083004614695175?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112083004614695175/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11114239.post-112074295440406922</id><published>2005-07-07T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T06:29:14.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi!&lt;br /&gt;gona update a short entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is sucha pathetic day..haiyah.&lt;br /&gt;i got stared and disturbed so many times today.sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first one was at the amk int, gt this bdak ite tenong2 then senyom at me.so the tk tahu malu.lol.&lt;br /&gt;then,at sch canteen..kene kacau by this group of guys..they say,&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh yg nie aku nak&lt;/span&gt;".dahtu tunjok2...mak eii..peh brani..depan mate aku korang buat camtu..dalah aku sorang mlayu...mcm slenge..basket btol..&lt;br /&gt;then, the yong chiang.haha.yong chiang if you happen to come here.."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku nak bilang kao, kao takmo kpo k? haha..pakcik kpo..lol!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s yong chiang pro bahse mlayu tauu..haha..&lt;br /&gt;everytime kacao aku..kpo!kekekke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly time nak balek, people who headed to the left when you all left the sch gate, im sure you all realise this bunch of guys be it the old ones cum the young ones..sittin at the bridge stairs smoking right?&lt;br /&gt;basket, they all gatal sehh, girls beware..faggots alert!&lt;br /&gt;they said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bye sayang&lt;/span&gt;" just now when i pass them..eeeeee!! wtff?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah, just now at school i think got student exchange programmes or what la..can see a bunch of bdak muke mcm mat mlysia jek..dgn a few lecturers..heard them asking those bdaks2 whether they want to view the engineering block and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;momma told me a guy called william was askin for me just now, saying about job thing.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea sehh.really.its like he's asking me whether i want to work part-time or full-time?&lt;br /&gt;cannot recalled when i went to apply la..tah brape zaman yg lps tah..mepek sehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oklah guys, need to study for c.maths now.wish me luck for tomorrow's test k?&lt;br /&gt;muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my baby ayam tetik..kehehehke...bsok timing biase k? di bas stop caye k? turra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112074295440406922?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112074295440406922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112074295440406922' 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now..heaheahea (bucuk pernah dgr ni tak?haha)&lt;br /&gt;so guysss, ready?&lt;br /&gt;k go...&lt;br /&gt;holy shit, im lame.no?&lt;br /&gt;well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first things first, school. *slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;things at school is a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abg hensem kiter tuuu &lt;/span&gt;send me to school on mon,tue and friday andddd fetched me on mon, some tues, thurs?? lol!&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the days, our timetable clash..soooo i wanna say a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big thank you&lt;/span&gt;! to my sayang for being such a lovable and caring bf..muaacckkksss!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sayang you monyet tetik~heaheahea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im totally into my sayang nowadays, so prolly my entries will be about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him &lt;/span&gt;today&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;so jealous&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;peeps,you might want to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;berambos now &lt;/span&gt;if you cannot stand it.please ehh, im startin to get harsh here cause i can no longer entertain dumb people.im dead serious cause im gettin sick and tired of being nice to people and in the end, they give me nothing but trash.go to hell laa bodo..(anyone terase? the one yang terase tu bagosla..haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i have been spending 3/4 of my time with my baby.&lt;br /&gt;through various communication ways.&lt;br /&gt;that is why he meant a lottt to me...&lt;br /&gt;and i mean &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;last friday,i went to school with my baby and we made lotsa noise in the bus and in the 7 eleven.&lt;br /&gt;practically fooling ourselves.lol..&lt;br /&gt;bought breakfast before heading to school.&lt;br /&gt;could still remember the time wen i overspent my pocket money and that left me with a few bucks for my lunch next day.&lt;br /&gt;knowing that, my baby forced me to take some bucks from him even after declining countless times.&lt;br /&gt;i was touched. very touched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i remembered my baby saying that he prayed that we'll both last long when he went to umrah that time and hoped that he will pass his papers and god loves him so much that he gave what my baby wants.&lt;br /&gt;tell me, how sweet is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when his pp gets low, he uses his dad's fon to msg me and stuffs, after which we would have our late night call.&lt;br /&gt;never had been a day pass without us not contacting each other.&lt;br /&gt;he is what i need everyday.&lt;br /&gt;his neverending tlc and attention from him.&lt;br /&gt;he's willing to tolerate my temper though i always vent my anger on him due to the fact that he is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; only one &lt;/span&gt;who understands me and noone else.&lt;br /&gt;its absurd seeing the times when i vented my anger on him because of other people and after that i would feel a slight tap on my shoulder and sees him peeking beside me with his cute &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;action-cebik-face.&lt;/span&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he goes..."&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lingggggggggg....&lt;/span&gt;.".&lt;br /&gt;thats wad he has been calling me eversince we became an item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt; here, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt; there.lol.&lt;br /&gt;so cute right?&lt;br /&gt;and not to mention he's a pro when cracking jokes.&lt;br /&gt;he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was never&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;boring bf (notice the bold)..its difficult for us to keep quiet for even one min..&lt;br /&gt;we talk..and talk..and talk...like one &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maknenek and pakdatuk&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;haha..we love making mr bean's voice..corny..&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also love to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;giyek2! &lt;/span&gt;kwakwakwa~&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and also &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mayu2&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;we love saying...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KAAWAAAIIII!!! &lt;/span&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;the ila montella and inn genduint..&lt;br /&gt;the acilah mayu2 and inn giyek2..&lt;br /&gt;the ayam and itek tetik..&lt;br /&gt;i love it when my baby sings "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;acilah mayu2,chalihin tunggu di bawah pokok kelape...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;haha..so cuteee!!&lt;br /&gt;we say 'leler' instead of gule2..hehe..i remembered him calling me 'heavy leler' cause i can finish one pack of mentos within a short period of time..haha..&lt;br /&gt;the way he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pok&lt;/span&gt; my fingers if he sees me peeling my skin on my fingers till it bled..&lt;br /&gt;we call each other many names everyday..lol..but its not the rude names or what la..its just cute-ness.&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered when we first became an item, liyana haron and liyanah omar likes to kacau us..&lt;br /&gt;haha...liyana haron would say that both of us are such a cute and sweet couple and stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;those were the days..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;sharon said "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your sayang very cute ar cause he shy2"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..haha..thats wad she said exactly..&lt;br /&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shalihin..u mend my broken heart and you have proved to me that my love life doesn't suck.&lt;br /&gt;infact, it made me realise how lucky i am to have you as my bf as not many guys out there cared for their gfs.&lt;br /&gt;like i told you before , you were my everything..&lt;br /&gt;both of us share our secrets cause i trusted you and i love you.&lt;br /&gt;oh boyyy, you make my life complete you knoww =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, just now me and charlene went to merayap.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we went toa payoh..haha..&lt;br /&gt;we ate at BK cause she loves eating at BK and i teman-ed her..&lt;br /&gt;we laugh over stupid stuffs and talked alot about  this 'particular guy' in our class..haha..&lt;br /&gt;both of us were practically agree-ing that he is such a gentleman and stuffs..we say that he is very manly..haha..lame!&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop laughing laa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to cd rama..&lt;br /&gt;i just discovered that charlene and i are both mcfly lunatic fans!&lt;br /&gt;ohhh, and we both loved Danny! omg..omg..haha!&lt;br /&gt;both of us share the same taste in music cause both of us practically know lotsa things that are common..&lt;br /&gt;its rare to find someone who knows mcfly you know...thats why i was shocked that she knew about them..haha..&lt;br /&gt;then she also like busted..&lt;br /&gt;rare species..ekeke..&lt;br /&gt;we spend such a long time looking for cds cause we're both crazy our english songs mahh..&lt;br /&gt;we planned to watch the mcfly movie if it happens to be released in Singapore...thats sooo hawt!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;we loved cats like hell and we always talk about our kitties..haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yah before i forgot, i took business mandarin as my first choice and french language as my second..&lt;br /&gt;cooool eyh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;asilah blaja cine laaa..takley angkat sehh..haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i took up business mandarin cause i find out that jobs nowadays require people with the ability to speak english and mandarin and i also asked mum wads her opinion and she supports my idea and told me what i say is basically true..&lt;br /&gt;so well, let see whether it'll be mandarin or french..french sounds cool to laa...rigghhtt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: i started to miss Giant already.&lt;br /&gt;dun ask me why, i just have this urge to step into Giant parkway and gooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" ehhh hiiiii...blablibluuu"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and din i tell u guys that i gt a pet cat?&lt;br /&gt;me and bucuk named it 'Tweet'..cute?&lt;br /&gt;hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-112065993418385103?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/112065993418385103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=112065993418385103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112065993418385103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/112065993418385103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-am-here-guyssssss-im-goin-to-start.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111815512242873170</id><published>2005-06-07T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T07:38:42.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;Won't be updating regularly.Plain lazy plus busy.Period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To bucuk, i still want my sour cream and onion chips with chocolate fudge k?? *hinthint* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;khehekeke..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Free Swensen sundaes on my birthday? okay, thats hawt. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;anndddd, cut your hair! hrrmphh~ no ekors okay...hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Masdo, wa cinta sama kamu sihh..! Terrimaa kasiikk okayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To my fellow readers, i miss you allll...muahh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;khehekeke.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the crapiness. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gtg but before that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;girls&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;Is this hunk sizzling hawwtt or whuttt? LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=501418"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=501418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=501420"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=501420" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=501421"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=501421" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay thats hawt..*drools*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveee,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111815512242873170?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111815512242873170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111815512242873170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111815512242873170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111815512242873170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorry-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111763592722361101</id><published>2005-06-01T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T07:53:56.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been pretty much busy these days to even update the shortest entry..&lt;br /&gt;Cause of-&lt;br /&gt;School!&lt;br /&gt;Haiyahhh..such a dread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2moro sch ends at 5...&lt;br /&gt;auww mann, boredom!&lt;br /&gt;Meetin the rest at 845 and not sure if im walkin to school with Sufian tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;He's taking 22 too thats why we go to school together..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random: Dun get the wrong idea k bucukk...khehekke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I cant be bothered to take the mrt cause the journey is damn freaking mundane (?) and considering the fact that i had to take a bus to the int -count me out~!&lt;br /&gt;I rather daydream all my way to school on the bus 22..hehs..&lt;br /&gt;Still contemplatin which CCA to choose..all my pals are like asking me and danggg, im still not sure guys-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U guys in MIT sure are bored aye?&lt;br /&gt;Cause like u guys in MIT are like smsing me sayin ur dead bored etc..etc..lol&lt;br /&gt;Relax la guys, its like the first week of sch and you are like on the verge of givin up..khehekkee..&lt;br /&gt;Now having so much difficulty on deciding who i should be goin to lunch with and stuffs cause to be honest, i love goin for my lunches with my gurlies but i often haf to turn down some of the 60's gang...sorry eh peeps...some other time aight..prolly we can all haf some snacks afta class? Great? =)&lt;br /&gt;I saw my pri sch friend at nyp! *jakon*&lt;br /&gt;The ever so smart Hafiz Aziz...yeapp,still remember him..my best fren's crush...lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anddd, thousand apologies to all my dearest classmates for not being able to go KBOX(lol!) with you all just now..hehe...even tho all u were like suggestin some malay songs for me...haha..&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys...&lt;br /&gt;cause my bucuk is goin to fetch me and we're gona haf our breakfast together...&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk came down all the way to AMK just to fetch me...can't possibly ask him to go back to Tampines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my bucuk so swweeett eehh...auuuwww~ Muacks! LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;we ate sugar rolls from polar and its sooo sedapp kan cukk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Have been receiving strange smses and calls right now...&lt;br /&gt;First there was this person wantin to make friends and stuffs...calls himself David...blearghh..&lt;br /&gt;Then i duno who the heck leave a msg or shall i say a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;romantic song&lt;/span&gt; (haha!) on my voicemail...make me listen to the whole song..pathetic...heehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah guys, as promised..&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=492897"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=492897" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sooo mentel..lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=492896"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=492896" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me in mentel voice, "Bucuk kene tundok skeett...takde tak nampakkk kpale nanti..ahhhh...dats rite...hehe.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=492898"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=492898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hollaback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=492899"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=492899" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My romantic bf on his bike...lol! Romantic right my darling..??&lt;br /&gt;Flaaweerr~ kekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=492927"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=492927" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lovely bunch of pals frm the 60's!&lt;br /&gt;All the students frm diff courses unite~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take careee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee,iLaa..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111763592722361101?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111763592722361101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111763592722361101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111763592722361101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111763592722361101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/06/been-pretty-much-busy-these-days-to.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111683160909350692</id><published>2005-05-22T23:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T20:16:19.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My body is feeling heaty right now.&lt;br /&gt;Sore throat.&lt;br /&gt;Flu.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As ya'll know,last sunday is my 1 yr anniversary with bucuk!&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you that it we had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; fun!!&lt;br /&gt;We went to take neos and posed like stupid peeps.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;My dear surprised my day with a red rose and a necklace from Perlini's Silver which was meant to be my advanced birthday gift..&lt;br /&gt;auuwww..he's sweet aye?&lt;br /&gt;anyway,in return i bought him a so-called sling bag from bugis..&lt;br /&gt;After taking some neos, we bought Rotiboy and munched on them on our way to ntuc to buy some serviettes and paper plates.&lt;br /&gt;Bought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soup tulangs &lt;/span&gt;and a cake and headed over to ECP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we bought honey stix.&lt;br /&gt;Found a good spot and lay our mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't care about the passer-by and ate the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soup tulangs&lt;/span&gt; like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Our hands seemed bloody red and stuffs but nonetheless we still enjoy suckin its bone marrow using straws..&lt;br /&gt;auuww..cute-ness.&lt;br /&gt;After that we savoured our desert which was the chocolate cake that we had bought at Four leaves.&lt;br /&gt;Took pictures and boy, the feeling is greatt..&lt;br /&gt;Its been a year and we're still crazy over each other..&lt;br /&gt;Its was the greatest moment i ever shared with my bucuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Md Shalihin!!! I lappp uuu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.05.04 and still moving on...&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i met my darling early in the morning at 10 cause i wasn't feelin well since the past few days and told him that i wanted to eat &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'roti bakar'&lt;/span&gt;..take it as our breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;hehhe...&lt;br /&gt;After which we bought pizza from Giant..5 buckss!&lt;br /&gt;Yummeh-liciouss..&lt;br /&gt;Then bucuk ride on his bicycle and me as usual, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tompang-ed&lt;/span&gt; him..heh..&lt;br /&gt;Cycled in the entire tampines area and as usual, look at fishes..lol!&lt;br /&gt;Had to teman my darling mahh... *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniway, today im coming down to nyp to collect my lanyard.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to collect them when sch reopens budden the 60's gang wanted to buy their lecture notes and collect their lanyard, i hafta tag along..&lt;br /&gt;thot of cancelling the idea, but had promised one of them i'll be turnin up today, no choice lor..hkhekeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys, will put up some pictures later on..gtg now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111683160909350692?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111683160909350692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111683160909350692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111683160909350692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111683160909350692'/><link rel='alternate' 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audi..mannn, u guys totally rawk..lol!&lt;br /&gt;Heard from them we won the 2nd in the lemonade thing and the cheer..congrats peeps..&lt;br /&gt;Tho our class seemed so dead on the first day of orientation, on the 2nd plus 3rd day was great.&lt;br /&gt;Tho im the obnly mly in class, my classmates dun treat me differently.they're a bunch of great people..seriously. =)&lt;br /&gt;During lunch, there's lots of riddles and quizzes goin on..lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides making friends with my own classmates, i've made friends with peeps from different courses too!&lt;br /&gt;how cool is that..lol..&lt;br /&gt;That was when we formed as a group to perform the sixties dance.&lt;br /&gt;Another group of supporting peeps.&lt;br /&gt;There was 14 of us..&lt;br /&gt;We bonded &lt;strong&gt;very well&lt;/strong&gt; that we take pictures for almost gazillion times and exchange nos and emails among us..&lt;br /&gt;Many had added me in msn but too bad they cant add me on friendster cause i've deleted that account months back already cause its too mundane.lol!&lt;br /&gt;Probably on tuesday we will all be watching amityville.&lt;br /&gt;Cause sufian smsed me askin which day would be perfect for all of us to catch that movie cause he wanted to watch it badly so i chose during the weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;We have yet to ask the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the jam and hop session in nyp, all of us ( in which we name our grp the sixties gang..lol) are goin there to dance again..fuyyohh..&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be soo fun mann..&lt;br /&gt;Basically there's me,Faz,Mas,Siti,Hasyim,Sufian,Kim,Ming,Randy,Jasmine and the chinese whose names are difficult to remember...lol! 4 of them..&lt;br /&gt;But now im yet to consider which cca im goin to sign up for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, tomorrow (22nd May)...&lt;br /&gt;its goin to be my &lt;strong&gt;first year&lt;/strong&gt; with md shalihinn!!!&lt;br /&gt;aauuwww, we're gonna have lotsa thangg to do tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;shall update about it later kayss?&lt;br /&gt;Muackks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111665915942944998?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111665915942944998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111665915942944998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111665915942944998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111665915942944998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/orientations-over-and-i-must-say-i.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111596848361737285</id><published>2005-05-12T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T00:40:08.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weiii!&lt;br /&gt;Wassup with all the topic on FaridFaisal at home todayyy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mama was aking me is Farid all okay?&lt;br /&gt;I was speechless at first and then replied, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yahhh...&lt;/span&gt;??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ayah was asking me which colour shirt (as in which dept.) did Farid used to wear during the old days at Giant?&lt;br /&gt;I told him it was blue and he tried recalling which one is Farid cause Farid claimed that he knew my bro and dad while he was still working in Giant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so they carry on rambling about him etc...&lt;br /&gt;I was trying my best to end the convo about him.khehke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i received several smses from Farid but one caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;It goes like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sinaran matahari menerangi bumi pada siang hari, kini malam telah tiba, siang telah pergi.Namun kamu tetap menerangi malamku dan hatiku dengan kehadiranmu.Kenangan manis bersama hanya tinggal satu mimpi yang berlalu.Walaupun ku merayu kepadamu untuk menerimaku,tetapi hatimu telah berubah.Kebahagiaan seperti dahulu tidak boleh ku impikan sekarang.Semua ini hanya tinggal satu impian.Akan ku doakanmu agar sentiasa gembira dengan orang tersayang.Hadirmu dalam hidupku sekarang hanya tinggal suatu mimpi.Mimpi yang akan selubungi tubuhku dalam tidurku.&lt;br /&gt;Pepatah terakhir buatmu, 'Stay Cute"&lt;br /&gt;Gd Nitez :-P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From: Farid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;WADDHHEEEEHHEECCKKK?!&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaylahh, enough about him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i went on a date with my darling Shalihin bucukk!&lt;br /&gt;We went to town and window shopped.&lt;br /&gt;We headed over to Far East to have our late lunch and then we went to Taka.&lt;br /&gt;Bought my fav Swiss Delice chocolate and share it with my bucukkk.&lt;br /&gt;Sedap kan bucukk?&lt;br /&gt;kkekeke..&lt;br /&gt;Then i thought of buying honey stix budden headed home instead cause i din wan to waste my bus fares.&lt;br /&gt;So we reached my hommies ard 7 plus and sat under the void deck to occupy time until ard 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk was soo mushyyy, he kept whispering things at my ears.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Say all the mushyy stuffss...&lt;br /&gt;Auuwww...i lapp u bucukkk!!&lt;br /&gt;khehehekeke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really can't wait for 15 and 22 May.&lt;br /&gt;15 May- The day we met.&lt;br /&gt;22 May- The day we became an item.&lt;br /&gt;Daannggg, its been nearly one year and we are still crazy about each other..&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111596848361737285?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111596848361737285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111596848361737285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111596848361737285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111596848361737285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/weiii-wassup-with-all-topic-on.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111581336704759277</id><published>2005-05-11T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T23:15:03.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;I dun like FF.&lt;br /&gt;He's sooo rough.&lt;br /&gt;The way he speaks and all..&lt;br /&gt;Yuckks!&lt;br /&gt;Sucha turn off.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyh but i like my bucuk okayy, he's so gentle towards me and all...&lt;br /&gt;Girls, takmo jealous.&lt;br /&gt;He's mine!&lt;br /&gt;Wakakakaka!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped with momma that day and she bought for me this &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;absolutely-gorgeous&lt;/span&gt; pointed half-pumps with the sandal's strip at the back.&lt;br /&gt;And it grabbed the attention of this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;friendly-minah&lt;/span&gt; at Tampines Mall that day cause she said..&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kasot baekkk ahhh&lt;/span&gt;", and smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;After all, she managed to change that bad impression i have on minahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Not all minahs are pure idiots ayee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Random&lt;/span&gt;, prolly she's afraid of my shoes as they are soo pointed that i-may-or-anytime &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terajang &lt;/span&gt;her on the spot.&lt;br /&gt;Total crappp.&lt;br /&gt;Goodness Gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Giant&lt;/span&gt; wanted me to re-join(sp?)  them back even to work during weekends.&lt;br /&gt;I was like wwwwttttffff?&lt;br /&gt;There is no way im goin back there cause i rather die than working there.LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Kidddingg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone read the article on BH about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skimming&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Skimming&lt;/span&gt; wasn't that bad after all, since it had been officially declared as one of the safest type of sport in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Dangg, bro shuld try out skimming rather than Parkour.&lt;br /&gt;Tho i must say Parkour is damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cool &lt;/span&gt;but seeing the condition he's in noww..you should quit this hobby bro..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more Parkour.&lt;br /&gt;No more Yamakasi.&lt;br /&gt;No more 'The Art of Movement'.&lt;br /&gt;No more 'Urban Freeflow',&lt;br /&gt;and what-have-got-you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Loveee,iLa..&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111581336704759277?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111581336704759277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111581336704759277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111581336704759277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111581336704759277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111555899656074231</id><published>2005-05-08T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T06:31:26.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To bucuk, i've got a new pic at our friendster tau.&lt;br /&gt;Its cutee!&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa..&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111554036884637404</id><published>2005-05-08T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T02:37:02.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>08.05.05&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For my dearest mother, Jamilah Tukiran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love you sooo muchh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you for all the sacrifices you've made for me all these years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The love that you have showered on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I appreciate it soo much darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like my backbone that supports myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Like my soul that encourages me to move on with life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Having you as my one and only mother, makes me realise how lucky i am to be your child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A mother that truly understands my needs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My mother is the strongest pillar in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody i really respect and trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Somebody i can really rely on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;share my woes and secrets with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and somebody that knows me very well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Girls,&lt;br /&gt;You can always find another guy to be your bf but you can never replace any other woman to be your mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So, do not ever prioritize your guy first before your mum.(!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Random: Guys can become a total jerk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU SO MUCH MOMMA!&lt;br /&gt;MUACKKSSS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Okay, time for real updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm so glad that i am now officially free from Giant!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Meaning..&lt;br /&gt;I have quit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad cause i dun hafta count money anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Dun hafta worry in case there is any shortages in amount.&lt;br /&gt;25 bucks have gone =[&lt;br /&gt;Cannot bear to lose anymore cash even tho that day, i overcharged a customer by 49.93 bucks for Nets.&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other side,im gonna miss many peeps there.&lt;br /&gt;Especially my setia packer, Siti from the Infants Department.&lt;br /&gt;My Jie2, Sister Zhimin from the Reject Runner.&lt;br /&gt;Jeannette from the Cashier Department.&lt;br /&gt;The Usher dudes from the Freshmarket and Dry Foods Department.&lt;br /&gt;Abu Bakar, my 'grandpapa' (LoL!) from the Freshmarket Department. (Never fails to smile at me).&lt;br /&gt;Mizi, my 'private' helper (Farid asked me to kiss him before asking for help). By right i dun do it la.lol! From Dry Foods Department.&lt;br /&gt;FaridFaisal, the gatal one.haha.&lt;br /&gt;The guy who looked so terperanjat when i ask him, '"Mane tmpt roti?", klakar sehh.haha.&lt;br /&gt;This cermin-mate-guy( i duno his name) and his bunch of friends who calls me barbie doll. you ass! wakaaka!&lt;br /&gt;Ishak, the nerdy kenit. blueek~&lt;br /&gt;All three from the Dry Food Departments.&lt;br /&gt;Anthony, the bapok! haha! From Cashier Department of course.&lt;br /&gt;Most are from the Dry Foods Department since these guys are normally stationed near the cashier counters.&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, the gatal LPO officers! You all sucks alot when you flirt with me! haha!&lt;br /&gt;To those who's name were not mentioned, heyy, im still gonna miss u peeps u know! Thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now, me and my bucuk had promised on something new.&lt;br /&gt;We've decided to change something now.&lt;br /&gt;Something that couples don't do.&lt;br /&gt;Unique indeed.&lt;br /&gt;haahh, shall not tell u guys bout it cause we wanted to be more low-profile now. *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently waiting for a friend's help.&lt;br /&gt;He volunteered to help me find a job at his workplace since his company is about to expand their business and the people there wanted to hire only females to work at some showroom flats in Cust. Service.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, i cannot promise him that i would take up the job.&lt;br /&gt;I hafta consider things first.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, hopefully i'll get a job soon.&lt;br /&gt;Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,ilaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111554036884637404?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111554036884637404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111554036884637404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111554036884637404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111554036884637404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/08.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111530968219244512</id><published>2005-05-05T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T09:14:42.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What's up with life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I mean it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blardy irritates&lt;/span&gt; me when the friend you trusted most turns out to be one hell of a farkin backstabber.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it guys, what you do to others might happen to yourself one day.&lt;br /&gt;I've came across various type of friends especially those who can look sooo naive turns out to be one fcukin ass.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Looks can be deceiving uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: If you have the rights to defend your so-called brother, well..i can defend and protect my friend's self-pride okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went out with bucuk sayangg..he look auuuwwhh..as handsome as ever~!&lt;br /&gt;I LoiKee~ *yummeh* LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la guys, i nak keje bsok, u all take care k?&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHHAA~&lt;br /&gt;Ciao bebs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loveee,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111530968219244512?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111530968219244512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111530968219244512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111530968219244512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111530968219244512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/whats-up-with-life-i-mean-it-blardy.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111512977402694752</id><published>2005-05-03T07:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T07:16:14.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Making friends with guys wobbles my relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hoped that those guys are sincere in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only&lt;/span&gt; making friends with me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; more than that.&lt;br /&gt;I am attached to Shalihin and i dun want any guys to ruin our dis upcoming 1 yr anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk, i lup u alot2. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111512977402694752?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111512977402694752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111512977402694752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111512977402694752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111512977402694752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/making-friends-with-guys-wobbles-my.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111505860123063826</id><published>2005-05-02T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T11:35:21.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jobwise,&lt;em&gt; idiotic-some&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Dun want to talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost, about my darling naddd.&lt;br /&gt;So sorry to hear about u and arif but nonetheless, be strong k dear?&lt;br /&gt;Im sure there's no words that can ever bring u down right? Promise?&lt;br /&gt;Rest assured that God had definitely show u the right path.&lt;br /&gt;Insya-Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay now i wana know who had been passing around my no. in Giant?&lt;br /&gt;Blardy fcuktard.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;I din know the guys there say i looked like a Barbie doll..&lt;br /&gt;wakakakakaa...BIG JOKE sia.haha...see the word 'sia'..so the cheena ehh?&lt;br /&gt;ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;k enough crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to 'korek' some stuffs from this guy who smsed me...&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to know what people had been saying abt me in Giant..&lt;br /&gt;dun wan to reveal here since its too &lt;em&gt;mengembangkan&lt;/em&gt;...lol&lt;br /&gt;To the auntie from reject runner who calls me jia2 (sister in chinese)..u rawk ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bucuk, i miss u la syg..bile leh jumpe syg? *giggles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovee,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111505860123063826?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111505860123063826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111505860123063826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111505860123063826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111505860123063826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/05/jobwise-idiotic-some.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111462202519600787</id><published>2005-04-27T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T10:14:58.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alamak Cik Siti..kiter tk available ah Cik Siti..&lt;br /&gt;Awak ni pon...pandai2 ajelah nak kenalkan dgn orang..&lt;br /&gt;Esshh~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To nad, shaddup u!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;Btw nad,wa rindu sama lu beb, bila bley jumpa? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111462202519600787?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111462202519600787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111462202519600787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111462202519600787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111462202519600787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/alamak-cik-siti.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111449858124120904</id><published>2005-04-25T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T23:56:21.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so i got 2 new family members in tha family.&lt;br /&gt;Bibiey Simpson and Titiey Simpson.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;They're my hamsters okay.&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk and me named them.&lt;br /&gt;Cute rightt?&lt;br /&gt;Jadik the simpsons.hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? I've told ya.&lt;br /&gt;We have a loose screw up there.&lt;br /&gt;ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111449858124120904?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111449858124120904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111449858124120904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111449858124120904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111449858124120904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/and-so-i-got-2-new-family-members-in.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111436091288568977</id><published>2005-04-24T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T09:56:18.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Halu sayanggsss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back frm MIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i shall hereby announced that my bucuk had fell in love with someone else but not me =(&lt;br /&gt;They are the pathetic arowanas and goldfishes.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrrr..~&lt;br /&gt;He fell in love with them so much till i hafta follow him to one of the isolated fish farms at Pasir Ris today.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the place would be sucha turn off for a non-fish-maniac like me &lt;strong&gt;butttt&lt;/strong&gt; i was totally&lt;strong&gt; wronggggg&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;i too had fell in love with someone else. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;I fell in love with clown fishes and male guppies.&lt;br /&gt;Auuwww they're so eye-catchinggg.&lt;br /&gt;Goodiess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And 'proud' to say that i actually kicked a dog's leg/tail cause it was like hiding underneath the fish basin(sp?) and i was tooo engrossed with the ikan-mate-terjojol till i actually kicked its leg/tail.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky thing, it was too sleepy to bother about me.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't imagine stepping on it and he mercilessly attacked my legs.Ferociously.Imagine that.&lt;br /&gt;Phewww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since my bucuk loves goldfishes alot with their so-called lionheads, i bought 4 adorably cute goldfishes from the different species.&lt;br /&gt;Together with their food,anti-toxin thingy and the anti-stress solution.&lt;br /&gt;The budget was a-okay.&lt;br /&gt;LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Aniways it was for his birthday present so i still think its fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afta which we named them.&lt;br /&gt;The B.P (Perot Boncets) Family.&lt;br /&gt;Consisting of Goldy (the gold one), Goli (the extremely boncet fish), LeLe(one that looks like a 'gule2'), Pinky(the selenge one) and brain (the one with small mouth but big brain).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cutee takkk? Cuteee kannn?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakakaka...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was actually bucuk's birthday present from me cum my other family members.&lt;br /&gt;While bucuk bday falls on 14 Apr, the ever so sweet Kak Ain's bday falls on 15 Apr.&lt;br /&gt;While bucuk get his hands on the world of fishes, Kak Ain gets in love with the baby rabbit which our family had bought for her during her bday.&lt;br /&gt;How sweeeetttt~&lt;br /&gt;heeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, i ponteng-ed work. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;So me and bucuk merayap..seperti biase..hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk rides on the bicycle and i being the so-called &lt;em&gt;pembonceng &lt;/em&gt;enjoyed the ride from bedok gi tampines pastu pegi Pasir Ris and panjat mcm berok dkt the spider-web thingy dkt Pasir Ris Park. Geeee...im really afraid of heights aye? malluuuu sehhh..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then cycled back home...overcome lotsa obstacles especially me the perasaan terer..kononnyer nak cycle especially dkt tepi expressway tu, dahtu taklehh balance sampai terpekik pekao cam org giler sampaikan mat moto tgkkan semcm.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..im soo the tak tau maluu..&lt;br /&gt;and bucuk oso said something like he'll die of heart attack soon seeing the way i cycle..&lt;br /&gt;kongasammm..hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, we did the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;I din wana go to work and so ard 12 plus i met my hero that's willing to meet me since i was so freee. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;He cycled from tampines tron bedok and said that he's willing to bring me anywhere i want on his cute basikal.hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to the Pasir Ris fish farm and become so jakon-ed.heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really love my bucuk alottt, sampai berpeloh my bucuk cycle non-stop..&lt;br /&gt;We bought 2 strawberry-flavoured yan2 and makan as we naek the basikal.&lt;br /&gt;I the tukang celop2 and suap2.&lt;br /&gt;We're sucha unique couple u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day, we mkn this keropok and then we tiup2 the 'abok' of the keropok at each other face.&lt;br /&gt;byk menyembohh sehh...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..belo.&lt;br /&gt;Then we mkn myojo's cup noodles under the viod deck.&lt;br /&gt;Im with the usual falvour, tom yam and him, chicken curry.&lt;br /&gt;So when we finished our mee, we challenged to 'hirup' the kuah sape abes dulu and i almost 'nangis'..haha...cause its spicy and the soup is still hot..&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk sampai mcm nk kene flu..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;And imagine sape yg boleh terbeli satu pack besar seaweed and mkn them tepi laot and litter the packets like nobody's business..LoL!&lt;br /&gt;Campak the wasabe dkt laot and got over-excited when it got carried away by the waves.LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Talking about waves, oohhh cikkk Naadd,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In case u don't know, skimming and surfing is two different thanggg..surfing need &lt;strong&gt;beeggg waves&lt;/strong&gt; but skimming &lt;strong&gt;don't&lt;/strong&gt;. LoL!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;klaka la kao nihh..hahaha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story,&lt;br /&gt;We're the only couple that goes around singin in high pitches&lt;em&gt; 'LALALALLALA' *in the kiddy type of voice*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nad knows about this..she knows our gile very well..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we justttt loveesss making the fart sounds and pointing fingas at each other sayin that it wasnt us who has just farted..hahahha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of our nonsense, hahaha...the more but to malas to state.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;That's how we always so-called argue on who's much more wangi-er...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what its still iLa wangi and inN bucukkk rigghhtt? *looked at inn* grinss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At random, pls ignore typo errors tooo malas to edit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111436091288568977?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111436091288568977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111436091288568977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111436091288568977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111436091288568977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/halu-sayanggsss-back-frm-mia.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111380705894605500</id><published>2005-04-17T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T23:53:55.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bodohh punya bloggeerrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;At random, pissed at blogger for deleting my entry.PFFFTT.hummphhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;am currently trying to adapt to the environment at Giant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tho it seemed that the guys there are much more friendlier and communicable than the gals there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Really.Its like the guys there often made the first move to tegor me and introduce themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The gals there not that bad la actually expecially the makciks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They're a bunch of great people u know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Thank u guys, i felt very much welcomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Very unfavourable- cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;99.99999999%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; thought i was a chinese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Do i look like i have a cheena blood running thru my veins???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes its kinda annoying when u just hafta stand like a fool when someone interact with u in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;I feel soo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;selenge&lt;/span&gt; sometimes.LoL.&lt;br /&gt;Worst still, this malaysian guy said i looked like a eurasian..bloody penipuuuu~! hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways, there's a look-alike Usher in my workplace.&lt;br /&gt;Better still, there's two of them.Twins.&lt;br /&gt;Even bro hafta agree..haha.Funny laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day,one of the Usher look-alike sat infront of me as in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengadap&lt;/span&gt; infront of me during breaktime. mcm nak terktawe ajeee..serious mcm Usher laaa.&lt;br /&gt;Then he asked my name and how's work and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;And then he went over to his friends and told them that my name was something like azrina or azlina..then one of his friend call me and i refuse to respond as it wasnt my name mahh..hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then i told him by right its Asilah..duhhhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asked me which poly im going to and when is said i was going to Nanyang he asked me to appeal for courses in SP so that i'll get into the same poly as him.&lt;br /&gt;I was likeee wtf?&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into him many time during work..shhesshh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so this pathetic Zulkhairi bin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BASAH&lt;/span&gt;! wakakakaka ..told me that i resembled Siti a lil bit.and so he called me Siti NurAsilah.&lt;br /&gt;mcm beloo jee..&lt;br /&gt;heck, the third person saying this.First, it was Mak Long and then Along noww Zul..???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Was that sapose to be an insult or whaaddd???  "*ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;No surprise if that was suppose to be an insult. LoL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured out something new on why the Giant staffs have different colour shirts.&lt;br /&gt;Blue- Dry/canned foods.&lt;br /&gt;Green- Groceries.&lt;br /&gt;Red- Reject-runners.&lt;br /&gt;White- Ladies/ Mens wear + household appliances.&lt;br /&gt;Yellow- Supervisors.&lt;br /&gt;White cum yellow blouse- Cashiers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Interesting eyhh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111380705894605500?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111380705894605500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111380705894605500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111380705894605500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111380705894605500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/bodohh-punya-bloggeerrr-at-random.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111280849977922880</id><published>2005-04-06T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T10:38:59.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haluu my darlinggg readers~ *winkk2*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahah..kentalnyerrr nak stepp wink2~ LMAO!&lt;br /&gt;okayy, crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well dudes/dudettess, as usuall...&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet my dearest i-iNn to went to Giant to fill up the application form.&lt;br /&gt;Applied for the full-time cashier thing.&lt;br /&gt;Dad said they have 8 vacancies or somethingg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hopefully dapat la nohhh..tk dapat kiter terpakse partyy2 lagik~ weehooo.!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to grab have our &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;brunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed over KFC and had the &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;curry crunch meal.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that bad, bucuk said it tasted more like bryani chicken while i commented that the &lt;em&gt;rempah &lt;/em&gt;like the taste of laksa =) my part was not soo logical..heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw kak lini and was shocked as i wasn't expecting to see her there.&lt;br /&gt;She is sooo &lt;strong&gt;goddamnn jambuu lahhh&lt;/strong&gt; and looked so &lt;strong&gt;goddamn young&lt;/strong&gt; till i told bucuk that she already had 3 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bucuk was likeee huhhhh?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first, i also thought that she wasn't married yet and in her early 20's &lt;em&gt;buuutttt&lt;/em&gt; who would expect her to be married to a CID and having 3 kids??&lt;br /&gt;With her appealing bodyshape cum flawless skin..no doubt she has the qualities to sell cosmetic products as Chanel..hah.&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with her for a while and then split directions as she was going back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I misss kak sykinn.Her crappiness and all.&lt;strong&gt;The another jambu mom with 2 kids&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In her 30's yet maseh mcm kakak2. kembangg dier dengarr..heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ex-air stewardess...jgn maen2 nohhh..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thattt, we spent time with each other till night.&lt;br /&gt;Romanticc ehh...heheh..&lt;br /&gt;As usual, '&lt;strong&gt;satu hari tk jumpe macam satu taon tk jumpee'&lt;/strong&gt;.heehe.&lt;br /&gt;7 more days to bucuk's bdaeEe~&lt;br /&gt;Weeee~!&lt;br /&gt;We had sooo muchh funn..&lt;br /&gt;We laughed,&lt;br /&gt;sang,&lt;br /&gt;dance,&lt;br /&gt;irritate,&lt;br /&gt;enjoyyeeddd soooo mucchhh like nobody's businesssss..kekeke..  =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I loveee you bucukkk~!&lt;br /&gt;You are my everythinggg.&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend,my bestfriend,my abangg 'i-iNn'heh),my soul and my lifeeee. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Yangg laennn jgn jealousss..LOL!&lt;br /&gt;The 'abang' part cannot blame me, momma always refer him as 'abang' while talking to me everytime.funny ehhh how my mom can actually be that supportingg.heee.at times i thot mom was referring to my real bro.aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=411888"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=411888" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Current thoughts: Im sick and tired of being nice to people. *rolls eye*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111280849977922880?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111280849977922880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111280849977922880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111280849977922880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111280849977922880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/haluu-my-darlinggg-readers-winkk2-ahah.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111246152970593562</id><published>2005-04-02T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T09:13:46.426-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tooo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lethargic&lt;/span&gt; to post a long entry about our outing todayy ssooo, i shall make this a short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh well, to the couples out theree..those of you who have definitely have run out of ideas on where you should actually be spending time with your girl/boyfriend, go over to sentosa to enjoy your day there.Serious.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is based on true experience.&lt;br /&gt;Vague maps, scorching sun, temp. drizzlings..Challenges you physically plus &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mentally&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get on one of you soooonnn enoughhh yahh, yess...cable cars =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405466"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405466" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Sentosa =)&lt;br /&gt;(Pardon the photographer's inefficiency to snap the entire body of the Merlion figure.heeh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405468"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405468" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh...beauty redefines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405472"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405472" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which we headed over to the Musical Fountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405474"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405474" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maneee dierr bucukk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405475"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405475" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auuuwww..Anggun beb =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405476"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405476" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to feed the fishieee2~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405477"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405477" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulee2..relaxxxx..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab itt fasttt duudee~wakakaka..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405484"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405484" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405488"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405488" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auwww romantikaaaa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, at the end of tha dayy..&lt;br /&gt;How was the trip guyss? Goooodd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405495"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=405495" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syiookk la mannnn..&lt;br /&gt;(Us with the exhausted and oily faces..hehh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111246152970593562?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111246152970593562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111246152970593562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111246152970593562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111246152970593562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/04/tooo-lethargic-to-post-long-entry_02.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111228323977241585</id><published>2005-03-31T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T09:55:15.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;RE-EDITTED DUE TO SOME ERROR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY MY BUCUK IS VERY SMART TO COPY AND PASTE THE 'UNKNOWN FONTS' ON MICROSOFT WORD AND CHANGE THE FONTS TO READ THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAIYAHHHH U ALL AHHH..LOL! KIDDINGGGG~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets break the news now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We're soooo gonna rock nanyang.ahaha~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause i had found out that my dear Sharon giler had got into the same poly too.but she was enrolled in different course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Diploma in Chemical and Pharmaceutical Technology.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's smart.That's why.hee.&lt;br /&gt;Cut off points for that course is &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;14&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bucuk told me that Nanyang is going to be tonggang terbalek soon.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never u mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniways,life's been pretty much good for me.Peanut head da start keje.&lt;br /&gt;Good news... she won't bother me anymore if she's bored.ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Jokinggg...Sayang kaoo nadd..hee.Peanut head just turned 17 on the 27th.&lt;br /&gt;Da besaw anak makk yee?ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's gift was kinda interesting a bit cause me or more like us (bucuk and me) went to search for the gift on nad's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed ourselves cause of time constraint.Wrap her gift under the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;We bought her a teddy and a flower stalk and wrap them in a transparent wrapping paper, u know like the normal teddy bear's gift wrapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And pasted a gift card outside then we're done,Sweeett~&lt;br /&gt;Wish her all the best of luck and may she lead a fruitful life ahead. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, me and bucuk went to watch the &lt;strong&gt;eye 10&lt;/strong&gt; at TM.&lt;br /&gt;He just got back from school and waited for me at the bus stop.&lt;br /&gt;When i reached the bus stop, kinda surprised tho cause i din see him carrying his school bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda weird &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; i asked him stuffs, the rage on his face portrays hidden reasons which im sure im gonna bug him to tell me what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;Thats me.&lt;br /&gt;Told me that the cinabeng from his class snatched his bag and refused to give him.For some reason of course.heehh.&lt;br /&gt;So, i tried to cheer him up by &lt;em&gt;ajak-ing&lt;/em&gt; him to watch the eye 10 even tho the day before, i've already told him that my dad had bought the cd and that we cancelled the plan since mom thinks its kinda wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sooo, i watched it that night.I wouldnt mind watching for the second time since my bucuk had already been soo excited and had been over-eager (?) to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kater sayangg matayer oii...mestila sanggop ...heeee...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we had already planned to buy one huge tub of ice cream and share it under the void deck or watsoever but since its raining just noww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;hu thee heckkk would want to eat ice creamm...satu huge tub plakk tuu..?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, can't wait for saturdayyyy...me and inn would be goin toooo....SENTOSAAA!!wooohoo..!! we're gonna have lotsa funnn...funn...and more funn!!Tomorrow we'll be shopping for lotsa goodies cause we're also gonna have a niceee picnic at sentosaaaa..WA-LAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MD SHALIHINNN!! i heartttt u too bitsss~!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay guys, time for some neos (taken during naddy birthdayy) :&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402150"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402151"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402152"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402163"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402165"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402168"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402150"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402150" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402151"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402151" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402152"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402152" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402163"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402165"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=402168"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=402168" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111228323977241585?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111228323977241585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111228323977241585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111228323977241585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111228323977241585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/re-editted-due-to-some-error.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111166941675684052</id><published>2005-03-24T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-24T05:03:36.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was rather mundane.&lt;br /&gt;If only nad had told me earlier on about wanting to go out or something i wouldn't hafta organise the movie marathon or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, watch multiple &lt;em&gt;black and white&lt;/em&gt; movies.&lt;br /&gt;Namely, ibu mertuaku.&lt;br /&gt;Tiga Abdul,&lt;br /&gt;Madu Tiga&lt;br /&gt;and Seniman Bujang Lapok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed quite a number of times.&lt;br /&gt;Funny tho.&lt;br /&gt;Got sicked of watching modern western movies which at least have a single kissing scene in it.&lt;br /&gt;That is totally sooo uncool~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it, its actually safer for me to have just collect the cheque&lt;strong&gt; only &lt;/strong&gt;as i found out that the neighbour on the 1st floor had passed away. Innalillah.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine me hopping down the stairs cause i was late or something and got million teary eyes staring at me in such a somber situation.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is short.Treasure it with your loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope &lt;strong&gt;that &lt;/strong&gt;dream is just a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111166941675684052?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111166941675684052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111166941675684052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111166941675684052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111166941675684052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/today-was-rather-mundane.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111159702113460046</id><published>2005-03-23T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T08:57:01.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Since my schedule is free today, i went to meet my bucuk.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Yasalam at Bedok to eat Yu Char Kway with bucuk cause he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mengidam &lt;/span&gt;the food lahh..&lt;br /&gt;Anything for the sake of my bucuk..keke.&lt;br /&gt;After that thought of taking the shuttle bus over to Ecp but in the end shuttle bus takde.&lt;br /&gt;Sedihh sehh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then headed home and bought gazillion snacks.okay not gazillion.im over exaggerating.aahah.&lt;br /&gt;Bought slurpee..mushroom soup..mashed potato..Dahfa fish snack and the choco bread.&lt;br /&gt;Ate under the void deck.i wanted to puke after tasting the mushroom soup..not that great.to me but not bucuk.he savoured each and every scoop.wow.im impressed. =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now something sweet happened but some part is kinda funny.&lt;br /&gt;Im very sure some of you might laugh la abt what happened to me..haha.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ktawe ahh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Okay here it goes,&lt;br /&gt;just now when after snack bucuk saw bird's poo somewhere on my hand arh (kekek!!!)&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;aheemm..then i sorta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;geli lah &lt;/span&gt;and i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terkesat &lt;/span&gt;at bucuk's hand or sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;I expected him to scold or shout at me or even worse standing distance away from me or something ahh.&lt;br /&gt;But he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;din&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He actually take my hand and stretch it out to the rain and then he wiped the poo of my hand using his&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; bare hand &lt;/span&gt;together with the rainwater.&lt;br /&gt;Im ssoooooo goooddaammnn toucchhedd...auuwww..!&lt;br /&gt;hehe.im soo proud to have a guy like him.&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.no doubt bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Im sooooo in luvvv wid bucuukkk~!&lt;br /&gt;teehee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay guys, pictures up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389161"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389161" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389162"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389163"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389163" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389164"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389164" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389165"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389165" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389166"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389166" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=389167"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=389167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111159702113460046?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111159702113460046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111159702113460046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111159702113460046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111159702113460046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/since-my-schedule-is-free-today-i-went.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111150375038885527</id><published>2005-03-22T06:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T07:02:30.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The moment of anticipation had finally arrived only after realising that it wasnt &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; alarm clock in my dream.It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;alarm that was set on my handphone.&lt;br /&gt;Figure that out in case some of you might be doubtful of what im trying to comprehend here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, i had already set the alarm at 10 to check out which institution i had been posted to.&lt;br /&gt;I logged into the msn to see if naddy was online.There she was.&lt;br /&gt;We've already planned to check that out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=387574"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=387574" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess you know where my future awaits my arrival.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadddddyy,im soooooo soooo glad we got into the same course aye?&lt;br /&gt;Friends Forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111150375038885527?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111150375038885527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111150375038885527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111150375038885527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111150375038885527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/moment-of-anticipation-had-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111142581763501117</id><published>2005-03-21T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T09:37:30.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I do this for the sake of my darling shalihin.heh.&lt;br /&gt;I miss hearing your voice.I mean like its already been like part of our daily routine to sms each other evryday and buzz me up before sleeping every night even to have the shortest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one-minute &lt;/span&gt;conversation.&lt;br /&gt;I miss hearing your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lalalalala&lt;/span&gt; (the childish kind of singing) on the phone.heh.&lt;br /&gt;He should be wide awake right now.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mata maseh besar macam goli agaknyer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dapat tau u cuci mate..siaplahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg..omg..omgg..&lt;br /&gt;Catched the recent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;next action star&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Corinne and seannn!!&lt;br /&gt;I mean like corinne is definitely my choice since the first episode but ean?&lt;br /&gt;I mean he doesnt even have the looks of a action star compared to Jared.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer Jaredddd!&lt;br /&gt;hmph.no fairrr~&lt;br /&gt;And the stacy da brambos frm apprentice pon...finallyyyy.yeay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;Love the episode of the desperate housewives just now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results of poly entry would be released tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck guys.&lt;br /&gt;Insya-Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=386455"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=386455" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheeky monkeys.haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111142581763501117?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111142581763501117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111142581763501117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111142581763501117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111142581763501117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-do-this-for-sake-of-my-darling.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111098909092659048</id><published>2005-03-16T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T08:19:44.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>pee</title><content type='html'>Frankly speaking, i felt kinda relieved since &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peter Pan &lt;/span&gt;happens to give me a call jez now since i can start working tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Tho the fair is until sunday,at least i can earn some cash for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-so-mahal&lt;/span&gt; bus fares while searching for other jobs.&lt;br /&gt;Really la, it kinda pissed me off knowin that my concession pass have already expired and i would hafta pay adult fares, i felt so&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tue&lt;/span&gt; after all. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides thinking of the negative points,by monday i can get my so-called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gaji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Happy eyh.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Can try to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;angkot&lt;/span&gt; some gifts for my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;adek&lt;/span&gt; if i happen to have extra cash.That IF i have ar =)&lt;br /&gt;Belated gift.hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now me n naddy went for the orientation thingy for the job at aljunied.&lt;br /&gt;They brought me to Upper Paya Lebar industrial area and naddy to the woodlands area there (kesian kao nad) to sell u know what?&lt;br /&gt;...Fragrance...&lt;br /&gt;So the tak suitable.&lt;br /&gt;Serious.We din knoe that we're suppose to be doing that.&lt;br /&gt;Then we so called call it a half day and cabot from the job ard 1 like that.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;I happened to realise that i haf no small change (coins to be exact) to board the bus.&lt;br /&gt;Then i came to realise that that particular area got no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kedai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky got this two &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nyonyas yang berhati emas&lt;/span&gt;(?), whos willing enough to change the big note into some coins.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you beri much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nonya jambus&lt;/span&gt;.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nad, sok kalao kao naseb baek,dapat jumpe 'jodoh' kao tuh.hahaha. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Boogeyman was okay,tho i was much expression-less compared to the girls infront.&lt;br /&gt;They exaggerate toooo much.Really.They shouted like hell when hearing those deep sound effects.&lt;br /&gt;They make those soft-crying-sounds when the situation had sorta relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KAOOOOO....MEMEKAK JE...KLAO TAKOT SGT BAEK JGN TGKKK!!&lt;br /&gt;NAK STEP MANENYE BUDAK KECIK JE NAK TAKOT2..FOR GOODNESS SAKE, KRG DA BESAR GEDABAK MCM GAJAH!!! AAARRGGHH~! *frust*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inn-smelly blanje the wayang and makan at MCD. i blanje the popcorn and nachos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweet-ness...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111098909092659048?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111098909092659048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111098909092659048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Org minyak..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111076559772339594?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111076559772339594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111076559772339594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111076559772339594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111076559772339594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/org-minyak.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111076344111302161</id><published>2005-03-13T17:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T17:36:47.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woked up rather early,couldn't sleep anymore after a few toss and turnings around 7 in the morning  like dat.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about yesterday.How it happened so fast and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knoe myself very well and i told inn that if i dont like this particular invidual i will show it.&lt;br /&gt;yes and that particular individual is actually inn's cuzen.&lt;br /&gt;Biatch~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean like she better jolly well knoe that i couldnt be entertained with an immature 15 year old kid.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughrout the whole ceremony,she kept staring at me and nad as if we had snatched her boyfriend and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aku taulah abg inn kao mataer ako,salah kape?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its rarely unfair for me.&lt;br /&gt;I was fuming with rage while talking to him on the fone.&lt;br /&gt;And i kept laughing sarcastically when i was talking about biatch~&lt;br /&gt;I told him i dont give a damn even she's her cuzen.&lt;br /&gt;and then inn told me about her being a 15yr old kid and i go,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"da kecik tu buat hal kecik ar..masehh mentahh lagikk arr..hah"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can show my true attitude there but thinkin it was sapose to be a wedding ceremony i kept it long in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I din want to spoil the mood.&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching home, i tried to pamper my tired piece of mind and tried coolin my temper.&lt;br /&gt;After which, i decided not to entertain anyone and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;officially&lt;/span&gt; switched off ma fon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pissed.How i wished i could smacked her slutish face and snapped her black bra and stuff it into her ass.yeehaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO OFFENCE PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=375393"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=375393" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,iLa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111076344111302161?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111076344111302161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111076344111302161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111076344111302161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111076344111302161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/woked-up-rather-earlycouldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111061638885358211</id><published>2005-03-12T00:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T06:01:40.733-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font&gt;'Feasting' eyes on de &lt;font&gt;homosexuals really made me lose my appetite.&lt;br /&gt;By then, i only managed 2 pamper myself with a light supper consisting of only onion rings and nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;And having to bear with those strange starings from &lt;font&gt;that guy from the western food stall. even mum keep pestering me on how &lt;font&gt;that guy kept staring at me.&lt;br /&gt;gawd.it freaked me.&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, i kept sms-ing my bucuk and give this look &lt;font&gt;ngantok face.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=372117"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;amp;i=372117" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A candid shot taken by momma.She intends 2 ask me 2 pose n stuffs but due 2 extreme fatigue-ness i wldn't want 2 move even de slightest movement.heh.&lt;br /&gt;mcm tgh tdo aje.ktawe arr..hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;anihoos,me n naddy went 2 search fer job.&lt;br /&gt;ferst one was kinda okay la since it provides reasonable pay with as much as 300-500 bucks per week.&lt;br /&gt;we sorta wanted 2 went 2 interview at de specific location that day but we changed our minds wen we got 2 knoe that we're sapose 2 deal with clients n stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;mann, its kinda freaky tho.&lt;br /&gt;another one was bein a charity promoter.shall not elaborate bout that cos im sure u guys knoe what charity promoters usually do aight.&lt;br /&gt;so thot of wantin 2 try the walk-in interview fer Giant budden we changed idea again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;laaa...cerewet btui bdak2 due ekor nih..&lt;br /&gt;ok org kawen bsk..jagik kendarat..&lt;br /&gt;u redi naddy?&lt;br /&gt;hahak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,ila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111061638885358211?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111061638885358211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111061638885358211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111061638885358211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111061638885358211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/feasting-eyes-on-de-homosexuals-really.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111046639281267767</id><published>2005-03-10T06:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T07:06:13.890-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got addicted to blogging till i suddenly sensed the adrenaline rush on the urge to post new entries evry now and then.heh.&lt;br /&gt;I dunnoe why but it seems that i jez lorve reading other people's blog but i find my blog sucha turn off.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon me but i really hafta agree. (:&lt;br /&gt;Upon reading all my prev entries,be it in this blog or my previous blog (sum of you out there knew that i used to have a nearly 2 yr-old blog previously) i think that its time i try to force myself to use correct english while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;im trying very hard here.cos ya'll know by right actually the way you type/blog/chat on the net affects the way you write.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;very&lt;/span&gt; much.&lt;br /&gt;this is based on true experience.&lt;br /&gt;very much risky tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered while writing my english essay for my O's,i realised that i had actually made some grave mistakes such as,instead of spelling the proper version of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'television', &lt;/span&gt;i actually wrote &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'tv'.&lt;br /&gt;'walkin' &lt;/span&gt;instead of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 'walking'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pathetic aye?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lucky thing, i realised that while i was doing my checking.&lt;br /&gt;as a student, i knoe that its considered to be lucky enough if you still have got the time to check your answers before submitting.&lt;br /&gt;so well, im trying to avoid such mistakes knoein that i can jolly-well get penalised for messing up such words.&lt;br /&gt;i knoe it may sound trivial to some of you out thre but to me, english determine where you'll end up.sounds important to you?&lt;br /&gt;having to fail english tho you'll be able to score extremely superb in other subjects might cause you to end up in unexpected schools like ITE or even worse, no schools would want u.cause even ITE have their own college now portraying the fact that they eventually needed a huge bunch of educated learners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;think dude/dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 iLa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111046639281267767?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111046639281267767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111046639281267767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111046639281267767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111046639281267767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-got-addicted-to-blogging-till-i.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111043263859739602</id><published>2005-03-09T21:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:20:43.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>courtesy of bucuk's new hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=369040"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=369040" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k takmo tgk lamer2.&lt;br /&gt;dier saye punye!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.im startin 2 miz all mai colleagues namely sharon,hasnah,kak shikin aka kak chanel kiter..keke.n diyan natasha hus now werkin fer mai x-company at Wisma i tink.&lt;br /&gt;mann..dat dae sharon msged me askin me stuffs n all.&lt;br /&gt;she was kinda surprised upon hearin de incident involvin hasnah.&lt;br /&gt;we wuldnt wan 2 worry u dat y we din even tell u bout wad had happened.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mai darlink hasnah din managed 2 gt her nursing course at poly.&lt;br /&gt;pitied her.&lt;br /&gt;be strong k gurl?&lt;br /&gt;aniwae,she's gona take highter-nitec..&lt;br /&gt;as fer sharon, she wans 2 apply fer life sciences courses at ngee ann.&lt;br /&gt;all de best aite gurlies?&lt;br /&gt;as fer moi..i had prioritize all de business-related courses at mainly SP,NYP,RP and TP (all ranked in order of own preference).&lt;br /&gt;hopefulie i gt into SP if nt den sokae i guess considerin de fact dat im still hapie wid maself fer passing all de 7 subjects fer ma O's.alhamdullilah.&lt;br /&gt;tho it sum sort freaked me out.heh.&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 iLa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111043263859739602?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111043263859739602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111043263859739602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111043263859739602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111043263859739602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/courtesy-of-bucuks-new-hairstyle.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111038039512067323</id><published>2005-03-09T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T07:03:54.293-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK BSK MAI ADEK PEH BDAEE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hapi Advanced Bdae APPLE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;yeess..da besar adek kakak.&lt;br /&gt;tak lamer lagik boley ajak pi shopping ke ape ehh?&lt;br /&gt;kekekeke~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siket peh susah idop tarak $$.&lt;br /&gt;seriously lahh, cos i dun haf ani cash 2 spare me 2 even buy mai lil sis a prezie.&lt;br /&gt;hah.sedih kkannn?&lt;br /&gt;den terpakse kasi mai adek a belated bdae prezie.&lt;br /&gt;sorrrriiiieeeyyy~ =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n 2dae i met mai bucuk.&lt;br /&gt;he let me view sum on his pixies.&lt;br /&gt;gamba GP dier n tym dier kecik2 molekk..&lt;br /&gt;kiutttteeyy.&lt;br /&gt;but de ting is dat muke dier aer laen skkeett arhh.&lt;br /&gt;tak mcm dier.haha.until i mistaken him fer his sis.imagine dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368129"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368129" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me how can i not mistook hym fer his sis?&lt;br /&gt;(lower part of da body had been cut off due 2 sum unwanted scene) hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368130"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368130" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me wid mai abg.so de tembam.hahak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368132"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368132" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miangggnyee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368131"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368131" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bride of chucky *evil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368109"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pix8.net/pro/pic.php?u=1994GKDWE&amp;i=368109" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muke tarak maintain. 22/05.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111038039512067323?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111038039512067323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111038039512067323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111038039512067323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111038039512067323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok-bsk-mai-adek-peh-bdaee-hapi.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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-11114239.post-111026507317780442</id><published>2005-03-07T22:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T22:57:53.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ehemmm..&lt;br /&gt;Attention All De Kpo Makciks N Pakciks,3&lt;br /&gt;Gamba nyer section da so-called siap siket2 tapi lom abes arh.&lt;br /&gt;kalau kpo gi arh tgk.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s ehh naddd...apeee?! Kao pegiii Gelare?!?! Aku da kene ckp gudbye dkt Gelare duit gaji tarak masok~ hmph!&lt;br /&gt;Laen kali blg mak kao.."one more doesnt matter right?"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11114239-111026507317780442?l=karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/feeds/111026507317780442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11114239&amp;postID=111026507317780442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111026507317780442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11114239/posts/default/111026507317780442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://karmaliciouz-twistedillusion.blogspot.com/2005/03/ehemmm.html' title=''/><author><name>karmalicious</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06782794165855371222</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></feed>
