<?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-9086843110331698986</id><updated>2011-08-02T22:45:38.567+01:00</updated><title type='text'>What lies beneath..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>276</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7824973259007013768</id><published>2010-10-15T12:15:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T12:17:45.523+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/TLg35vJmZmI/AAAAAAAACcA/O-0BHEq7rRI/s1600/nolifeshater.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/TLg35vJmZmI/AAAAAAAACcA/O-0BHEq7rRI/s320/nolifeshater.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528230007646086754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge. Look out for the IP address. lol.. Just proving something here. No big deal. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7824973259007013768?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7824973259007013768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7824973259007013768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7824973259007013768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7824973259007013768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/10/click-to-enlarge.html' title=''/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/TLg35vJmZmI/AAAAAAAACcA/O-0BHEq7rRI/s72-c/nolifeshater.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4310818395170091392</id><published>2010-08-28T16:31:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T17:08:43.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Because right now I wish you could be the right guy for me..</title><content type='html'>- 2 months plus in Brunei&lt;br /&gt;- quick 2 week vacation in Melbourne with bestfriend and brother&lt;br /&gt;- Plan to work this summer failed miserably, will make up for it next year&lt;br /&gt;- Selamat menunaikan ibadah puasa, everyone!&lt;br /&gt;- Selamat Hari Raya in advanced&lt;br /&gt;- leaving in a month :(&lt;br /&gt;- despite that, been super great lately :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will leave you with my current favourite song.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhL3Df5LW2o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhL3Df5LW2o?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;Boy,&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling crazy over you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm clueless bout what I'm gon do.&lt;br /&gt;Because you're so far away&lt;br /&gt;Living back in san jose&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side,&lt;br /&gt;And I promise that I wont lie.&lt;br /&gt;About the things that i do,&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm really falling for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;This is a distant romance and I'm willing to take a chance,&lt;br /&gt;To be yours, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to become dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;To someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I could be,&lt;br /&gt;The one girl in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Because right now,&lt;br /&gt;I think you could be,&lt;br /&gt;The right guy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;Baby,&lt;br /&gt;I wish you could be with me,&lt;br /&gt;And maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I could sweep you offa yo feet.&lt;br /&gt;Lately,&lt;br /&gt;You're always on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I promise,&lt;br /&gt;That's your really worth my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;'Cause This is a distant romance and I'm willing to take a chance,&lt;br /&gt;To be yours, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to become dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;To someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I could be,&lt;br /&gt;The one girl in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Because right now,&lt;br /&gt;I think you could be,&lt;br /&gt;The right guy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I know that one day,&lt;br /&gt;You will be mine,&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm down,&lt;br /&gt;I know you're my sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;So if your far away,&lt;br /&gt;I'm always here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if were just so far apart.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try not to be the one to break your heart.&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll be true,&lt;br /&gt;Because I love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;This is a distant romance and I'm willing to take a chance,&lt;br /&gt;To be yours, baby.&lt;br /&gt;I'm ready to become dedicated.&lt;br /&gt;To someone like you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe someday I could be,&lt;br /&gt;The one girl in your dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Because right now,&lt;br /&gt;I think you could be,&lt;br /&gt;The right guy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Anyway, lots of&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/THkzxR9lCWI/AAAAAAAACbw/isuIJFxSGLc/s1600/Photo+on+2010-08-29+at+00.03+%235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/THkzxR9lCWI/AAAAAAAACbw/isuIJFxSGLc/s320/Photo+on+2010-08-29+at+00.03+%235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510492540792801634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;Aqidah x&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4310818395170091392?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4310818395170091392/comments/default' 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/THkzxR9lCWI/AAAAAAAACbw/isuIJFxSGLc/s72-c/Photo+on+2010-08-29+at+00.03+%235.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7734633569371056522</id><published>2010-06-12T19:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T20:00:06.888+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going home, to a place where I belong.</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving in 4 days!! I can't believe it's been bout 9 months since I got here.. Shit, time passes by so quick ah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is all.. Goodbye.. see you in 5 days, Brunei!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7734633569371056522?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7734633569371056522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7734633569371056522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7734633569371056522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7734633569371056522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/06/im-going-home-to-place-where-i-belong.html' title='I&apos;m going home, to a place where I belong.'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-166725878314016541</id><published>2010-05-10T01:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T02:09:12.028+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And if you need me, hold me tight..</title><content type='html'>Okay, I think this is the longest time ever that I've neglected my blog.. I know I said that I would update more often when I get here, but who knew blogging would be much harder here than in Brunei.. Hahah.. But oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot if I mentioned this in my previous post, but I'm officially done with my first year lectures.. and I'm only waiting for my exams now.. So basically, my holiday is actually 7 weeks instead of 5.. I've been feeling so freaking lazy lately though.. Like I've barely studied for my exams.. which sucks.. cause I actually planned out when and how I'm gonna study.. plan FAILED. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm leaving for Brunei in 37 days! HOW EXCITING??? The day I've been longing for is getting closer and clser.. and also, moving out and moving into the new house.. Shit, I seriously cannot wait for that!! no more feeling lonely.. no more eating alone.. no more 'meet me downstairs in 10 minutes' lol lol.. :D :D Though, it's been frustrating trying to find that one more girl to live with us.. It's like.. no girls are cming to Leicester!! OH MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh.. I don't really know what to say anymore, it's just that I felt like I've updated everyone enough on facebook.. so yeah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abrupt ending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-166725878314016541?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/166725878314016541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=166725878314016541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/166725878314016541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/166725878314016541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/05/and-if-you-need-me-hold-me-tight.html' title='And if you need me, hold me tight..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-2547789524872423605</id><published>2010-03-25T11:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:13:10.133Z</updated><title type='text'>You can change your mind, that's just the way it goes..</title><content type='html'>Hello beautiful people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's March (late March, I might add..) Can you believe it? This year is going way too fast, not that it's a bad thing. I'm done with my lectures for my first year!! :D Okay, fine.. I overslept today and my lecture for tomorrow got cancelled (Friday's looking good already.. :D).. but yeahhh.. EASTER'S HEREEE!! :D :D before you know it, Summer will comeeee.. haha.. I seriously can't wait to go back to Brunei to see my brother get married and go to Melbourne to meet Carmen. Exciting! :) Not forgetting Paris, end of first year and such.. It's all going so well. hehe.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the present. Weather's been kinda great lately, still cold, but sunny (sometimes! been raining a lot lately.. :( ) But yes, my weekends are always stuck in Leicester while everyone else have been going out of this place.. Haha.. How sad is that? I should seriously consider going somewhere one of these days and not just hide out in Linton.. Although I do have loadsa fun with them! :D We went back to playing Cranium for once.. Haha.. Good times, good times.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, BruLeics is getting somewhere. Votes are in.. Although we kinda sitll need to have our AGM? gaaaah.. Oh since it's already out in the open, we've got a house at Linton.. So I guess Linton Street is the so-called 'simpang Brunei' haha.. Which is awesome! :D Bruneian students in Leicester FTW! haha.. :D Still looking for one more person though.. GADDD..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time, I don't feel like my birthday's tomorrow.. But oh well.. Last day of being 18.. Will make the best of ittttt.. CHYEAAAAAAAAAAHHH.. I'm gonna... crawl into bed and watch movies all day!.... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;18th..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S6tPn7MmYyI/AAAAAAAACbg/NPZnBd2Xxn4/s1600/n689241741_2308539_1801720.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452539321186149154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S6tPn7MmYyI/AAAAAAAACbg/NPZnBd2Xxn4/s320/n689241741_2308539_1801720.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S6tPnr9kSoI/AAAAAAAACbY/3nO1qGCDenQ/s1600/n689241741_2308538_1395022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452539317096565378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S6tPnr9kSoI/AAAAAAAACbY/3nO1qGCDenQ/s320/n689241741_2308538_1395022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more year to the big 2-0! GAAAAADDAYUMMM!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2547789524872423605?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2547789524872423605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2547789524872423605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2547789524872423605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2547789524872423605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/03/you-can-change-your-mind-thats-just-way.html' title='You can change your mind, that&apos;s just the way it goes..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S6tPn7MmYyI/AAAAAAAACbg/NPZnBd2Xxn4/s72-c/n689241741_2308539_1801720.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7556974698912902261</id><published>2010-02-18T14:07:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-18T14:51:48.871Z</updated><title type='text'>Let me tell you one time..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;..even if it isn't with you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, world. It's snowing! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I've passed my exams. Which is super shocking to me cause I was so sure I was gonna fail.. But hey, looks like luck IS by my side after all. :) :) And I'll be able to enjoy a full stress-free summer! That's Brunei and Melbourne baby! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst thing happening in my life right now is most probably house hunting, its going terribly wrong.. :( The house remotely close to a comfortable living environment, according to Adam.. Well, basically, somebody beat us to the punch.. So now we're on our 3rd agency and it's SHIT! We've gone to them 3 times already and they keep saying that they'll give us a call.. But they never do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So um.. We had this underwater themed birthday bash for the Februarians and shitloads of people came to Leicester! OH! (abrupt change of topic) I'm going paintballing.. First time! Apparently, the reason why we only have 2 girls in our team is cause it hurts like shiiiiit! So all the girls backed out.. :( BUT issokay.. I've always wanted to try paintballing even if it means getting bruises here and there.. Can't wait! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANYWAYS.. Awesome people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oil rigger and beach boy..&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S31OhuvEpyI/AAAAAAAACbI/vkyi4LTWy30/s1600-h/19079_10150089302450249_665645248_11165526_4729895_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439590266321544994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S31OhuvEpyI/AAAAAAAACbI/vkyi4LTWy30/s320/19079_10150089302450249_665645248_11165526_4729895_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patrick and Spongebob&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S31Oiq02iHI/AAAAAAAACbQ/09ExHbzi3Io/s1600-h/19279_10150089331620249_665645248_11165781_7445895_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439590282451912818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S31Oiq02iHI/AAAAAAAACbQ/09ExHbzi3Io/s320/19279_10150089331620249_665645248_11165781_7445895_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End? ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7556974698912902261?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7556974698912902261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7556974698912902261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7556974698912902261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7556974698912902261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-me-tell-you-one-time.html' title='Let me tell you one time..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S31OhuvEpyI/AAAAAAAACbI/vkyi4LTWy30/s72-c/19079_10150089302450249_665645248_11165526_4729895_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3018158868875588269</id><published>2010-02-15T20:04:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:07:14.917Z</updated><title type='text'>Better than this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;That night, you said I should respect myself and that I deserve better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, I realised that was true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3018158868875588269?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3018158868875588269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3018158868875588269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3018158868875588269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3018158868875588269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/02/better-than-this.html' title='Better than this..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4054999653226083056</id><published>2010-02-14T00:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-14T00:47:10.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Leave a rose for what might have been..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;my valentines day dates for 2009..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dGADDn0JI/AAAAAAAACao/p7PXDHTh_fQ/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dGADDn0JI/AAAAAAAACao/p7PXDHTh_fQ/s320/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437892041707606162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dHYVjdLRI/AAAAAAAACaw/lcnWIjxcyoA/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dHYVjdLRI/AAAAAAAACaw/lcnWIjxcyoA/s320/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437893558501453074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dHY2yLLeI/AAAAAAAACbA/HCwjYN_ghPo/s1600-h/n732112872_2156201_6498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dHY2yLLeI/AAAAAAAACbA/HCwjYN_ghPo/s320/n732112872_2156201_6498.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437893567421558242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dHYmOre_I/AAAAAAAACa4/-SHSCBoN24A/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dHYmOre_I/AAAAAAAACa4/-SHSCBoN24A/s320/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437893562977713138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good times, good times.. :) I mishew guys! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in ages, I feel rather neutral about this day.. hehe.. Have a good one, all.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a Happy Chinese New Year! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4054999653226083056?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4054999653226083056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4054999653226083056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4054999653226083056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4054999653226083056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/02/leave-rose-for-what-might-have-been.html' title='Leave a rose for what might have been..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S3dGADDn0JI/AAAAAAAACao/p7PXDHTh_fQ/s72-c/DSC01090.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7720722831951864790</id><published>2010-02-08T19:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-08T19:11:43.785Z</updated><title type='text'>I've never..</title><content type='html'>Girl to friend: I've never felt like this before.. *hears footsteps* :o SHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Guy walks in.. Guy smiles to girl.. Talk for a bit.. Girl walks out..&lt;br /&gt;Guy to friend: I've never felt like this before.. *hears footsteps* :o SHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Girl walks in and looks at guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and they will never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True story that! has cuteness written all over.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7720722831951864790?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7720722831951864790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7720722831951864790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7720722831951864790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7720722831951864790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-never.html' title='I&apos;ve never..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-8575307100059434408</id><published>2010-02-02T03:09:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-02T03:15:34.993Z</updated><title type='text'>I came and forgot, you came and made me remember..</title><content type='html'>Just let me have fun.. Let me live the uni life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me have what I want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So the tables have turned and I'm going for it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8575307100059434408?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8575307100059434408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8575307100059434408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8575307100059434408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8575307100059434408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-came-and-forgot-you-came-and-made-me.html' title='I came and forgot, you came and made me remember..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-7306531660130601127</id><published>2010-01-26T02:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2010-01-26T02:35:33.506Z</updated><title type='text'>We only got 86,400 seconds in a day..</title><content type='html'>Semester 2 started yesterday... But I think.. this will be a good one.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Cause I have awesome people like these.. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S15UPPmeTsI/AAAAAAAACag/i1bMD36sU_0/s1600-h/20271_270266559090_508549090_3619319_3534274_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430870821518069442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S15UPPmeTsI/AAAAAAAACag/i1bMD36sU_0/s320/20271_270266559090_508549090_3619319_3534274_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus! HOUSE HUNTING! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7306531660130601127?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7306531660130601127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7306531660130601127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7306531660130601127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7306531660130601127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/01/we-only-got-86400-seconds-in-day.html' title='We only got 86,400 seconds in a day..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S15UPPmeTsI/AAAAAAAACag/i1bMD36sU_0/s72-c/20271_270266559090_508549090_3619319_3534274_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-5639903483839051455</id><published>2010-01-17T01:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-17T01:52:14.224Z</updated><title type='text'>cause when I leave for the night, I aint coming back..</title><content type='html'>oh wow.. it's been a year.. that makes me feel so &lt;em&gt;fanfuckingtastic&lt;/em&gt;! NOT! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta admit, that was pretty quick though.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5639903483839051455?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5639903483839051455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5639903483839051455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5639903483839051455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5639903483839051455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/01/cause-when-i-leave-for-night-i-aint.html' title='cause when I leave for the night, I aint coming back..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-1322232216199086226</id><published>2010-01-13T17:42:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T18:26:51.139Z</updated><title type='text'>When I was with you, everything felt right in my life..</title><content type='html'>What was I thinking?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE LAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should stop with the emoness.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's report and exam time.. and I just want this to be over and done with..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1322232216199086226?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1322232216199086226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1322232216199086226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1322232216199086226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1322232216199086226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/01/when-i-was-with-you-everything-felt.html' title='When I was with you, everything felt right in my life..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-8409945948287795524</id><published>2010-01-13T00:33:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:51:20.047Z</updated><title type='text'>All I wish for and all I need..</title><content type='html'>So I'm sitting infront of my laptop doing my report right.. I get distracted, start reading a few specific tweets and then... I get this uneasy feeling.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a place to go to.. I want to have someone to go to.. I want to be able to go somewhere that feels like a second home even if it takes me more than 3.5 hours to get there.. I just get really tired of staying in Leicester EVERY freaking WEEKEND &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;... Damn.. :( How sad is that ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;BFF, cherish what you have at the moment cause it'll suck so much when it's gone.. :,)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p.s. I WANT &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8409945948287795524?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8409945948287795524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8409945948287795524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8409945948287795524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8409945948287795524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/01/all-i-wish-for-and-all-i-need.html' title='All I wish for and all I need..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4886532094557909001</id><published>2010-01-11T02:28:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-11T02:36:19.289Z</updated><title type='text'>So why can't you see? You belong with me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I've been looking back.. When I'm supposed to be looking forward.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be honest, I miss it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;So, what now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4886532094557909001?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4886532094557909001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4886532094557909001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4886532094557909001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4886532094557909001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-cant-you-see-you-belong-with-me.html' title='So why can&apos;t you see? You belong with me..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4362819048193669975</id><published>2010-01-06T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T16:21:25.290Z</updated><title type='text'>you just got EVAPORATED..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S2801gBrI/AAAAAAAACZ4/KVZWlIAdNsE/s1600-h/P1000680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S2801gBrI/AAAAAAAACZ4/KVZWlIAdNsE/s320/P1000680.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661007352366770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S29VmMXtI/AAAAAAAACaA/Ypxd8SyO8Hw/s1600-h/P1000732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S29VmMXtI/AAAAAAAACaA/Ypxd8SyO8Hw/s320/P1000732.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661016146534098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S29pGLt4I/AAAAAAAACaI/uzIU4vdJIg8/s1600-h/P1000740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S29pGLt4I/AAAAAAAACaI/uzIU4vdJIg8/s320/P1000740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661021380982658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S293zfcqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/VgntlXfFu_U/s1600-h/P1000750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S293zfcqI/AAAAAAAACaQ/VgntlXfFu_U/s320/P1000750.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661025329115810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S2-YH_36I/AAAAAAAACaY/quwUt2jVXAk/s1600-h/P1000763.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S2-YH_36I/AAAAAAAACaY/quwUt2jVXAk/s320/P1000763.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423661034005061538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, London was super awesome.. how come people dislike london?? I LOVE LONDON! and new years eve was super unpredictable! it was one of the bestest trip i've ever had.. :D thanks to the company I had.. hehe.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uni/exam in less than a week.. kill me now.. :( over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4362819048193669975?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4362819048193669975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4362819048193669975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4362819048193669975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4362819048193669975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2010/01/youve-just-got-evaporated.html' title='you just got EVAPORATED..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/S0S2801gBrI/AAAAAAAACZ4/KVZWlIAdNsE/s72-c/P1000680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-2464768584735819927</id><published>2009-12-31T23:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:59:00.459Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh watchu say..</title><content type='html'>[POST-DATED POST AGAIN.. hehe.. :)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe 2009 is almost ending.. it's so surreal.. I'm indenial.. I can still remember when we went from 2008-2009 clearly.. I can still feel every single emotion going through me back then.. So, 2009 was a rough start.. Guess many know why.. Basically, I thought 2009 was gonna be a shitty year for me.. But as months progressed, it actually turned out to be one of the best years for me yet.. I guess IB was the bestest time for me despite all the pressure and stress dropped upon me.. All the sleepless nights, blood and tears put into those 2 years.. But hey, it's 2009 we're talking about.. Part of me wants to see what 2010 will bring me.. but the other part of me isnt ready to say goodbye to 2009 yet.. &lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt; year.. &lt;strong&gt;12&lt;/strong&gt; months.. &lt;strong&gt;52&lt;/strong&gt; weeks.. &lt;strong&gt;365&lt;/strong&gt; day.. &lt;strong&gt;8 765.813&lt;/strong&gt; hours.. &lt;strong&gt;525 948.766&lt;/strong&gt; minutes.. &lt;strong&gt;31 556 926&lt;/strong&gt; seconds.. who wouldve thought that it would be over this quick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's recap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;January;&lt;br /&gt;I had one of the shittiest months ever..&lt;br /&gt;I got a new haircut.. which didn't last..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;February;&lt;br /&gt;I lost Fluffy.. But gained Sheila..&lt;br /&gt;I started going to Tasek Lama.. which didn't last either..&lt;br /&gt;I got closer to the Magic Beans&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;I had an anti-valentines (singles only) day/night with magic beans&amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;I started talking to mummy bout personal stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March;&lt;br /&gt;I got Jepun-ised! haha..&lt;br /&gt;I went to KL and had an awesome time with Carmen&lt;br /&gt;I turned 18..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April;&lt;br /&gt;I learned to salsa..&lt;br /&gt;I experienced a very emotional 'last assembly'&lt;br /&gt;I left ISB..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May;&lt;br /&gt;I did IB..&lt;br /&gt;I survived IB..&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 months of holiday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June;&lt;br /&gt;I had a very awesome prom night..&lt;br /&gt;I experienced my night at the beach..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;July;&lt;br /&gt;I passed IB..&lt;br /&gt;I had shit loads of fun with si Jepun.. :)&lt;br /&gt;I lost another great guy who I do still manage to talk to once in a while..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;August;&lt;br /&gt;I got my driving license.. and was made a driver.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I lost my grandmother and experienced one of the saddest, hardest and most exhausting (mentally and phsyically) 48 hours straight being awake..&lt;br /&gt;I shut everyone out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;September;&lt;br /&gt;I left Brunei&lt;br /&gt;I got into Uni..&lt;br /&gt;I gained loads of new friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October;&lt;br /&gt;I experienced being alone without family..&lt;br /&gt;I gained freedom and independence..&lt;br /&gt;I became somewhat a little bit disciplined and responsible..&lt;br /&gt;I had one of the bestest weekend (Halloween) since I got to UK..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;November;&lt;br /&gt;I got out of Leicester for the first time..&lt;br /&gt;I had my first mental breakdown since IB ended..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;December;&lt;br /&gt;I finished my first semester of uni&lt;br /&gt;I went to Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;I bike canal-ed at -2 degrees!&lt;br /&gt;I experienced my first boxing day (and others) in London&lt;br /&gt;I realised making girlfriends is really really hard.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually.. you know what? I say fuck 2009! You gave me 2 heartbreaks, a dead cat, uncountable meltdowns, bitchy girls, a crazy May, a rather disappointing August and a lonely last few months.. So, bring on 2010!! I know you'll be kind to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. 2009, thanks  for the last few days.. It was totally awesome.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2464768584735819927?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2464768584735819927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2464768584735819927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2464768584735819927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2464768584735819927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/12/oh-watchu-say.html' title='Oh watchu say..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-3525734659053258453</id><published>2009-12-27T20:32:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:29:55.212Z</updated><title type='text'>You got me begging you for mercy..</title><content type='html'>300th post! w00t w00t!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I know I havent been keeping my word on updating regularly here.. Never knew how hard it would be! haha.. but hey.. 8 posts in 3 months.. That pretty good right...? No, I didn't think so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep you up-to-date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in London now.. came here especially for boxing day.. :D and also awaiting new years! Tube will be going on all night.. OHHHHHHHHH YEAHHHHH.. New year's eve in London shall be awesome! :D Actually, I'm still indenial.. haha.. I don't feel like 2009's gonna end in 4 days.. But yeah.. Stay tuned for my new year's post.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Amsterdam was awesome.. :) First day was fucking exhausting though.. Left Opal Court at about 3:15am.. haha.. Fucking early flight man.. Everyone was so sleepy that everytime we sat or lay down on something for abit, we end up falling asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, first day: Flower market, Van Gogh Museum and night out with the girls..&lt;br /&gt;second day: Artist Zoo, Ice skating, Sex Museum, night out with the boys..&lt;br /&gt;third day: Anne Frank's house, Pancake bakery, canal biking at -2 degrees (are you sure?), shopping, Wagamama, ice skating, night out together (finally -_-), 'ice breaking' session..&lt;br /&gt;fourth day: Breakfast out, shopped for souvenirs, waited at the airport for 2 hours.. only to be late to get on the plane.. HAHAH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3a09UHI/AAAAAAAACZI/l1ErTEtiAVo/s1600-h/P1000031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420020431471857778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3a09UHI/AAAAAAAACZI/l1ErTEtiAVo/s320/P1000031.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3snrkAI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qHwc5hELxWo/s1600-h/P1000052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420020436248006658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3snrkAI/AAAAAAAACZQ/qHwc5hELxWo/s320/P1000052.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3wJkodI/AAAAAAAACZY/PopeVD6xUyc/s1600-h/P1000063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420020437195465170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3wJkodI/AAAAAAAACZY/PopeVD6xUyc/s320/P1000063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH4Y6f38I/AAAAAAAACZg/rKAM1BpIpLU/s1600-h/P1000087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420020448138092482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH4Y6f38I/AAAAAAAACZg/rKAM1BpIpLU/s320/P1000087.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH4tfcJ7I/AAAAAAAACZo/hG3UpLFDU84/s1600-h/P1000121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420020453661747122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH4tfcJ7I/AAAAAAAACZo/hG3UpLFDU84/s320/P1000121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know what? screw it! More photos &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#/album.php?aid=168192&amp;id=689241741"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; but only if youre my friend... OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH~ BURN! (apakan.. -_-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry!! haha.. been rather lazy.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3525734659053258453?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3525734659053258453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3525734659053258453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3525734659053258453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3525734659053258453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/12/you-got-me-begging-you-for-mercy.html' title='You got me begging you for mercy..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SzfH3a09UHI/AAAAAAAACZI/l1ErTEtiAVo/s72-c/P1000031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-6155627206445248218</id><published>2009-12-01T19:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T20:55:30.927Z</updated><title type='text'>Anywhere but those I know by heart..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Gin Blossom - Follow you down&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you see the sky&lt;br /&gt;I think it means that we've been lost&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one less time is all we need&lt;br /&gt;I can't really help it if my tongue's all tied in knots&lt;br /&gt;Jumping off a bridge, it's just the farthest that I've ever been&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down&lt;br /&gt;Anyplace but those I know by heart&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you down, but not that far&lt;br /&gt;I know we're headed somewhere, I can see how far we've come&lt;br /&gt;But still I can't remember anything&lt;br /&gt;Let's not do the wrong thing and I'll swear it might be fun&lt;br /&gt;It's a long way down when all the knots we've tied have come undone&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down&lt;br /&gt;Anyplace but those I know by heart&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go, I'll follow you down&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you down, but not that far&lt;br /&gt;How you gonna ever find your place&lt;br /&gt;Running in an artificial pace&lt;br /&gt;Are they gonna find us lying face down in the sand&lt;br /&gt;So what the hell now, we've already been forever damned&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere you go I'll follow you down... &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm missing something.. I know what it is.. and at this very moment.. I feel discontent..... I want it so bad.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxWCWCRa1LI/AAAAAAAACZA/jRCHBp31IDw/s1600/205257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxWCWCRa1LI/AAAAAAAACZA/jRCHBp31IDw/s320/205257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410373842434184370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a haircut! I CAN BARELY SEE MY FRINGE! ahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6155627206445248218?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6155627206445248218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6155627206445248218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6155627206445248218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6155627206445248218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/12/anywhere-but-those-i-know-by-heart.html' title='Anywhere but those I know by heart..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxWCWCRa1LI/AAAAAAAACZA/jRCHBp31IDw/s72-c/205257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3851265714113654933</id><published>2009-11-27T21:36:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:05:58.874Z</updated><title type='text'>I'll be there..</title><content type='html'>HEY WHAT'S UP WHAT'S UP WHAT'S UP?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBILaNL5FI/AAAAAAAACUA/fKx5H2QUics/s1600/214003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408902513322353746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBILaNL5FI/AAAAAAAACUA/fKx5H2QUics/s320/214003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay.. that's just to show that I was being awfully pink today! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aywayyy.. OMIGOSH! I've made SO MANY drafts but never had the time to finish it off and publish.. So this is gonna be like my 3456787654th attempt.. haha.. Sorry but yeah.. I've just either been really busy with assignments or just been going out alot.. mostly, it's the latter.. haha.. But let's hope this actually gets published this time ey? WINK WINK WINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I shall update you on what's been going on with life in Leicester.. heheh.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Najihah came over for the halloween weekend.. Well, the night before she was coming over she told me she ouldnt make it cause she had essay to do.. and frankly, I was upset.. but theeeeennnn.. Friday afternoon, after my lectures, she surprised me downstairsss!! :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D hehehehehehehehe.. Sayaaaang naj.. :P So yeah.. we headed off to the city and for dinner, najihah cooked us tetrazini? lol.. something like that.. (AWU, she's the guest and she cooked for me.. hahahaha..).. We had great catching up time.. but yeah.. We spent the rest of the night at Huda's just talking and watching Shutter.. well, techincally, I didn't watch it (AGAIN).. The next day was the Halloween party over at Sab's so we rushed to find our costumes and Naj was being uber picky and last minute-y about hers and she ended up having two things to wear.. lol.. and that night had fun lah.. was such an interesting experience for me.. Heee.. =) had a very last minute sleepover at huda's.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJU-nRLKI/AAAAAAAACTI/OYsZ1yTNAdE/s1600-h/16170_190829001741_689241741_3825921_7188977_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404400177598508194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJU-nRLKI/AAAAAAAACTI/OYsZ1yTNAdE/s320/16170_190829001741_689241741_3825921_7188977_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Naj making dinner&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJVFqLxyI/AAAAAAAACTQ/XrH2pSzBGyM/s1600-h/DSC03285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404400179489785634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJVFqLxyI/AAAAAAAACTQ/XrH2pSzBGyM/s320/DSC03285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Huda's/Alya's/Azka's/Imi's watching.. something..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeJNV-vI/AAAAAAAACUI/qz35-6htUGQ/s1600/DSC05495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906133712009970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeJNV-vI/AAAAAAAACUI/qz35-6htUGQ/s320/DSC05495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Saturday.. Opal court's reception.. waiting for a taxi..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeJWo4VI/AAAAAAAACUQ/piz8OZf96tc/s1600/DSC05498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906133750997330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeJWo4VI/AAAAAAAACUQ/piz8OZf96tc/s320/DSC05498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mimi's/Mubin's/Mal's/Faai's before heading to the partayyy.. lol..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJVbVKGHI/AAAAAAAACTY/2xE-Iv-Bz54/s1600-h/13068_170794329090_508549090_3051343_4826332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404400185307175026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJVbVKGHI/AAAAAAAACTY/2xE-Iv-Bz54/s320/13068_170794329090_508549090_3051343_4826332_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;At Sab's with the rest..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJVuG_oCI/AAAAAAAACTg/D5SMHyApJ9Q/s1600-h/12464_301956550654_615545654_9618869_129296_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404400190348042274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJVuG_oCI/AAAAAAAACTg/D5SMHyApJ9Q/s320/12464_301956550654_615545654_9618869_129296_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;IB REPRESENT! haaaaaahaaaaaaaa..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBKE39uf0I/AAAAAAAACT4/1hNZvc0076U/s1600-h/DSC03362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404401000447377218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBKE39uf0I/AAAAAAAACT4/1hNZvc0076U/s320/DSC03362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mouse, cowgirl, ??????, cat&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJV7cVmZI/AAAAAAAACTo/EYVep43ENnE/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404400193927223698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBJV7cVmZI/AAAAAAAACTo/EYVep43ENnE/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBKEh3XyiI/AAAAAAAACTw/S9aH0i3GiKI/s1600-h/12464_301956805654_615545654_9618903_5799823_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404400994515143202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SwBKEh3XyiI/AAAAAAAACTw/S9aH0i3GiKI/s320/12464_301956805654_615545654_9618903_5799823_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;najihah not liking her food.. (photo specially for adam.. hahaha)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6fFkexI/AAAAAAAACYo/hOGGLDCYV0w/s1600/untitled3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408913217691089682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6fFkexI/AAAAAAAACYo/hOGGLDCYV0w/s320/untitled3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6miUl6I/AAAAAAAACYw/RgqQfMnKHIY/s1600/untitled4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408913219690731426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6miUl6I/AAAAAAAACYw/RgqQfMnKHIY/s320/untitled4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;mini melts vending machine!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRBbsrleI/AAAAAAAACXY/xfkqFCt8--Y/s1600/12464_301957000654_615545654_9618925_20087_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912237528847842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRBbsrleI/AAAAAAAACXY/xfkqFCt8--Y/s320/12464_301957000654_615545654_9618925_20087_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week was rather eventful.. Monday night, the usuals kumpul-ed at my room to cook dinner together.. Havent done that in quite a while actually.. but yes.. It was good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Adam making French toast for dinner.. haha..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeTISqaI/AAAAAAAACUY/Wumic4-kI1c/s1600/DSC05570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906136375175586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeTISqaI/AAAAAAAACUY/Wumic4-kI1c/s320/DSC05570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;After meal conversation&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeue26BI/AAAAAAAACUg/XAP9et38wEU/s1600/DSC05574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906143717582866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLeue26BI/AAAAAAAACUg/XAP9et38wEU/s320/DSC05574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday night we headed over to Huda's to have some dinner and watch football but since we had some 'technical problems' we gave up watching and ended up talking about where we should travel in December and we came up with AMSTERDAM!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday after lecures, ma bois and I headed to Loughbrough cause they wanted to play football and I just wanted to get out of Leicester for once and yeah.. OMG! It was fuhreeeeezing!!!! :( my hands and feet were literally numb!! but yeah.. Seeing Loughbrough uni was nice.. dinner there too was alright.. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;tickets to Lufbra&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLfO8P0DI/AAAAAAAACUo/zN2P-ntnDRQ/s1600/DSC05579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906152430784562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBLfO8P0DI/AAAAAAAACUo/zN2P-ntnDRQ/s320/DSC05579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;First time being in the train!! hehehe..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMD84ZLxI/AAAAAAAACUw/kVqMHqtGtqQ/s1600/DSC05585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906783237943058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMD84ZLxI/AAAAAAAACUw/kVqMHqtGtqQ/s320/DSC05585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Bus to lufbra's uni&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMEFY1yhI/AAAAAAAACU4/1MiMgDMDKGE/s1600/DSC05589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906785521519122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMEFY1yhI/AAAAAAAACU4/1MiMgDMDKGE/s320/DSC05589.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lufbra's student union! LAWA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMEQJkLeI/AAAAAAAACVA/_xTE-5svHMA/s1600/DSC05593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906788410240482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMEQJkLeI/AAAAAAAACVA/_xTE-5svHMA/s320/DSC05593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;On the way to the field..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMEs370zI/AAAAAAAACVI/iwvRIP9vZEc/s1600/DSC05611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906796120920882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMEs370zI/AAAAAAAACVI/iwvRIP9vZEc/s320/DSC05611.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;EH EH EH.. orang ah.. iski.. haha..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBME7VdN_I/AAAAAAAACVQ/54s6IZ22OnM/s1600/DSC05617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408906800002840562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBME7VdN_I/AAAAAAAACVQ/54s6IZ22OnM/s320/DSC05617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;THESE ARE MA BOIS BITCHES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMytJdNmI/AAAAAAAACVY/AM9YECHc1Ng/s1600/DSC05629.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408907586468394594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMytJdNmI/AAAAAAAACVY/AM9YECHc1Ng/s320/DSC05629.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMyzAVw8I/AAAAAAAACVg/hYbScnV5uPY/s1600/DSC05652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408907588040770498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMyzAVw8I/AAAAAAAACVg/hYbScnV5uPY/s320/DSC05652.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Lufbra uni's hall..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMzCIKHuI/AAAAAAAACVo/hmgxKTVEsxw/s1600/DSC05664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408907592100093666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMzCIKHuI/AAAAAAAACVo/hmgxKTVEsxw/s320/DSC05664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Dinner! adam being his usual self..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMzUpwgbI/AAAAAAAACVw/xbj7K7-o7TA/s1600/DSC05673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408907597072859570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMzUpwgbI/AAAAAAAACVw/xbj7K7-o7TA/s320/DSC05673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMzqRo7PI/AAAAAAAACV4/2nEWiWXTfqo/s1600/DSC05683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408907602877279474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBMzqRo7PI/AAAAAAAACV4/2nEWiWXTfqo/s320/DSC05683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNRMFEAdI/AAAAAAAACWA/vC1N4ZCeRKw/s1600/DSC05684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908110167540178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNRMFEAdI/AAAAAAAACWA/vC1N4ZCeRKw/s320/DSC05684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Before getting on the train.. I missed out Bahri.. :(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNRc9KDhI/AAAAAAAACWI/Wx6WtGdkdrs/s1600/DSC05692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908114697784850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNRc9KDhI/AAAAAAAACWI/Wx6WtGdkdrs/s320/DSC05692.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Train back to Leicester&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNRvZ7JnI/AAAAAAAACWQ/T3RTAUPa_tc/s1600/DSC05694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908119650281074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNRvZ7JnI/AAAAAAAACWQ/T3RTAUPa_tc/s320/DSC05694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Me: you know, you tend not to look good in photos..&lt;br /&gt;Azka: It's only when I'm taking it with him.. &lt;/div&gt;HAHAH..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNR9Bl4CI/AAAAAAAACWY/IPX6doMOPAU/s1600/DSC05695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908123306319906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNR9Bl4CI/AAAAAAAACWY/IPX6doMOPAU/s320/DSC05695.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday night a bunch of us went to watch Michael Jackson's This Is It.. I sat next to Mal and we both almost cried during some parts.. It totally made us miss MJ and a few of us had a theory that he's still alive.. lol.. but yeah.. was good.. Mubs got a funny photo of us all doing a pose infront of Odeon.. it's funny.. but i dont have the photo.. We headed off to Abhar's place to hang for abit.. and yeah.. siuk lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night, apparently some of the linton people were over at Adam's room and before they left Adam and I decided to head over to Mimi's.. we whipped up some dinner.. tried out carbonara and it ended up tasting good! :D we also watched Clue, played Cranium and Huda's and also watched Ace Ventura.. Me, adam, azka and imi decided to have a last minute sleepover at Mimi's.. and yeah.. heeeheee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, adib came over for some badminton and at night we had a bonfire+firework thing at Abbey Park.. it was good.. there was this machine thing where you have to pick up a bear and it had 50 pounds stuck on it!! LIKE.. -__-!!!! The boys failed everytime they tried it out.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;In the bus, on the way to Abbey Park&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNSJBpnTI/AAAAAAAACWg/5rBCXNehM0U/s1600/DSC05717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908126527790386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNSJBpnTI/AAAAAAAACWg/5rBCXNehM0U/s320/DSC05717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNuGIzShI/AAAAAAAACWo/oCQb-66r59o/s1600/DSC05719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908606788815378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNuGIzShI/AAAAAAAACWo/oCQb-66r59o/s320/DSC05719.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;waiting in line..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRBqWuoQI/AAAAAAAACXg/jRH7E2A9hsU/s1600/13364_175905594090_508549090_3107152_4792598_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912241463304450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRBqWuoQI/AAAAAAAACXg/jRH7E2A9hsU/s320/13364_175905594090_508549090_3107152_4792598_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRB_dc-vI/AAAAAAAACXo/cWFXfdI4JQ0/s1600/13364_175905794090_508549090_3107159_7961430_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912247128652530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRB_dc-vI/AAAAAAAACXo/cWFXfdI4JQ0/s320/13364_175905794090_508549090_3107159_7961430_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRCKWxKoI/AAAAAAAACXw/MtkxuoGV51k/s1600/13364_175906094090_508549090_3107167_6366648_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912250053405314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRCKWxKoI/AAAAAAAACXw/MtkxuoGV51k/s320/13364_175906094090_508549090_3107167_6366648_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;HAHAHA FAILED!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRjVFussI/AAAAAAAACYY/xrdQh_eXy2g/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912819870413506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRjVFussI/AAAAAAAACYY/xrdQh_eXy2g/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRic5yT_I/AAAAAAAACX4/MpMIfY7pjAg/s1600/13364_175909009090_508549090_3107252_1518944_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912804787933170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRic5yT_I/AAAAAAAACX4/MpMIfY7pjAg/s320/13364_175909009090_508549090_3107252_1518944_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The girls..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRBFKyHKI/AAAAAAAACXQ/y7KaCjJKdZ0/s1600/2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912231481089186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRBFKyHKI/AAAAAAAACXQ/y7KaCjJKdZ0/s320/2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;The boys plus Imi.. HAHA.. nada wahh.. ;p&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6AxK4UI/AAAAAAAACYg/I2Kj5ttbDwM/s1600/untitled2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408913209552462146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6AxK4UI/AAAAAAAACYg/I2Kj5ttbDwM/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRiuqAhPI/AAAAAAAACYA/f6udtEvX0kI/s1600/13364_175909464090_508549090_3107266_487230_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912809553593586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRiuqAhPI/AAAAAAAACYA/f6udtEvX0kI/s320/13364_175909464090_508549090_3107266_487230_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Singgah Maryland for some late dinnerrr..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRiw0IB5I/AAAAAAAACYI/YNMN34dUXjQ/s1600/13364_175911469090_508549090_3107314_373616_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912810132899730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRiw0IB5I/AAAAAAAACYI/YNMN34dUXjQ/s320/13364_175911469090_508549090_3107314_373616_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, we caught Jennifer's body.. it was -_- but whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Asda + dinner with adam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, meeting at Mimi's bout bout Amsterdam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Tahlil at Mimi's and sleepover&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, lazy day in with the lot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay you know what? screw it! hahah &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Vicky Park for Meteor shower.. which we didnt see..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNu4Xu8bI/AAAAAAAACXA/2ckjCSbGlsU/s1600/DSC05729.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908620273217970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNu4Xu8bI/AAAAAAAACXA/2ckjCSbGlsU/s320/DSC05729.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;orang ah.. POSING! ;p&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNuqwv77I/AAAAAAAACW4/F-0nMy3-GxE/s1600/DSC05727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908616620044210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNuqwv77I/AAAAAAAACW4/F-0nMy3-GxE/s320/DSC05727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNuZBOjoI/AAAAAAAACWw/1e4s3bludx0/s1600/DSC05725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908611857321602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNuZBOjoI/AAAAAAAACWw/1e4s3bludx0/s320/DSC05725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Mana bintang ahhh?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNvFTwp7I/AAAAAAAACXI/k4OaI149GLI/s1600/DSC05735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408908623746213810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBNvFTwp7I/AAAAAAAACXI/k4OaI149GLI/s320/DSC05735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;SHISHA?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRjBnRpOI/AAAAAAAACYQ/84Ew73yijAk/s1600/16740_182923667510_520902510_3547240_5292898_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408912814642406626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBRjBnRpOI/AAAAAAAACYQ/84Ew73yijAk/s320/16740_182923667510_520902510_3547240_5292898_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;The number of books EXCLUDING JOURNALS that I had to go through for my last essay.. GILA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6kSuw3I/AAAAAAAACY4/28JZL6bFtIA/s1600/DSC05758.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408913219088466802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBR6kSuw3I/AAAAAAAACY4/28JZL6bFtIA/s320/DSC05758.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3851265714113654933?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3851265714113654933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3851265714113654933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3851265714113654933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3851265714113654933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/11/ill-be-there.html' title='I&apos;ll be there..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SxBILaNL5FI/AAAAAAAACUA/fKx5H2QUics/s72-c/214003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4893605410823260722</id><published>2009-11-19T23:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:09:40.202Z</updated><title type='text'>Aku kan selalu mencuba..</title><content type='html'>I miss Mr. Crockey..&lt;br /&gt;I miss home cooked meals..&lt;br /&gt;I miss driving around Brunei..&lt;br /&gt;I miss my friends..&lt;br /&gt;I miss being in my own room on my own bed..&lt;br /&gt;I miss having my laundry, cleaning and everything else done for me..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the hot weather..&lt;br /&gt;I miss wearing just a tshirt..&lt;br /&gt;I miss pigging out on malay food..&lt;br /&gt;I miss Brunei's beaches..&lt;br /&gt;I miss family gatherings..&lt;br /&gt;I miss going out for breakfast/lunch/dinner..&lt;br /&gt;I miss the sun..&lt;br /&gt;I miss buying groceries back home..&lt;br /&gt;I miss Gadong..&lt;br /&gt;I miss hugs from my mum and bestfriends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaak.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo blog soon! sorry.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out soon for New Moon... hehe.. well, not so excited.. but yeah.. lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4893605410823260722?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4893605410823260722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4893605410823260722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4893605410823260722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4893605410823260722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/11/aku-kan-selalu-mencuba.html' title='Aku kan selalu mencuba..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-7858878237347664219</id><published>2009-10-26T01:30:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:04:25.400Z</updated><title type='text'>This beat is sick..</title><content type='html'>I just had one of the best weekend so far.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home cooked meal for dinner, paranormal activity, ice cream, game of the year, pictionary, charades, alot of talking and laughing till the break of dawn, waking up at 1pm, staying in our PJs till 4pm, mini gathering at another fellow Bruneian house, pictionary AGAIN.. Andddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddddd.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A SLEEPOVER.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 1:30 and I just got back from Mimi's/Fai's/Mal's/Mubin's and I'm friggin tired.. so imma hit the sack now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will keep you updated.. Most likely after Wednesday! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and I'm 8 hours behind you guys nowwww.. take note! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Happy Birthday BAI! ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7858878237347664219?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7858878237347664219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7858878237347664219' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7858878237347664219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7858878237347664219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-beat-is-sick.html' title='This beat is sick..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-540252381825430117</id><published>2009-10-22T20:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T20:19:42.835+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinggalkan semua ini..</title><content type='html'>HEY! Sooo.. It's already been a month since I've left Brunei.. Dayum.. that's super fast! =O I miss everyoneeee.. =( How I wish I can go back in December.. Sigh.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I will update!!! as soon as I finish my essay.. OKAY? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-540252381825430117?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/540252381825430117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=540252381825430117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/540252381825430117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/540252381825430117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/10/tinggalkan-semua-ini.html' title='Tinggalkan semua ini..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-2089819548341757837</id><published>2009-10-04T11:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T14:09:31.471+01:00</updated><title type='text'>When everything's going crazy..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HEY GUYS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of updates.. But I've been very busy settling in and getting ready for uni and shit.. If ever I had a free time, I'd always be interrupted by Adam or Amirul coming to my room.. But, more of that later.. I shall update you guys on what's going on! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I've settled in at Opal Court and it feels pretty much like my home now.. I live on the 11th floor and it's pretty awesome cause I'm overlooking the whole of Leicester.. :D &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY2qSbxOI/AAAAAAAACTA/IL3ZY7qZQ0I/s1600-h/DSC05385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388725018980762850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY2qSbxOI/AAAAAAAACTA/IL3ZY7qZQ0I/s320/DSC05385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY2eKh_1I/AAAAAAAACS4/iVx3pKeIlSE/s1600-h/DSC05383.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388725015726391122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY2eKh_1I/AAAAAAAACS4/iVx3pKeIlSE/s320/DSC05383.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY11KzN-I/AAAAAAAACSw/Dd_G8K2cdUI/s1600-h/DSC05382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388725004721666018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY11KzN-I/AAAAAAAACSw/Dd_G8K2cdUI/s320/DSC05382.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. It's siuk lah.. Like, everyone likes coming to my room cause of it.. There's gonna be an indomee party here too.. So basically, my room's like the hangout place.. And the one who comes here the most is Adam.. And he's fucking annoying! hahahah.. He kacaus my stuff alot mannn.. and he teases me to death.. ughhhh.. -_- Oh.. most of us live on the same block.. And yeah.. so when in the elevator right.. Adam tends to press the floors lower than mine just to annoy the shit outta me.. and ughhh.. -_- hahah.. and he says I'M annoying.. waddapak?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My university's awesome.. Like the campus is great.. My department's like just 2 minutes away from where I live and the main campus isn't that far either..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Henry Wellcome building.. Psychology department..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY1JHdXeI/AAAAAAAACSg/JLBzqZ6_r9Y/s1600-h/DSC05375.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388724992896490978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY1JHdXeI/AAAAAAAACSg/JLBzqZ6_r9Y/s320/DSC05375.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's all walking distance lah.. The people here are mostly friendly.. I've made friends with quite a few.. Including my flatmates and my classmates.. But the people I hangout with are mostly the Bruneians.. Adam, Abhar, Nadia and Amirul.. Oh.. Reeda from anakbrunei's here too.. You might've seen us on his blog.. Haha.. He's our 'Leicester Daddy'.. haha.. and yeah.. There are loads of Bruneians here and I've met like most of them coupla nights ago where we had this dinner at Nando's.. It was pretty awesome.. Oh.. Reeda made this group Bruneian students at Leicester.. So, if youre in Leicester and a Bruneian, join the group cause we're tryna get the Bruneians together and form the Bruleics society.. PRETTY DAMN AWESOME OKAY.. We feel so WOW.. cause we're starting it up.. hehe.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are leaving in a week's time and I'm scaaaredddd.. =\ I depend on them for food, money, rides and such.. I think the reason that I don't feel homesick is cause they're here so I'm pretty anxious about what's to come when they leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had this welcome party like 2 weeks ago and I was talking to Adam about this cute guy at the party then all of the sudden he comes up to me and asks me to dance and I was soooooooooooo MALU! hahhahahah.. shiit.. but yeah..that's pretty much it about the what's been going on with me and the guys here.. haha.. I've only managed to make friend with like.. 3 angmoh guys? hahah.. That's kinda shitty but I feel really intimidated by them! T_T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, there's like shitloads of cards to get here.. Like it's really hard to keep track of it all.. I really need a separate card wallet thingy just for the cards from uni itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else.. Oh.. Walking to the city centre is nice.. It takes 20-25 minutes and it's freaking cold but it's still pretty awesome.. There's this walkway called 'New Walk' and it's like siuk lah.. I'll try to take a picture of it when I remember.. (I just had a Deja Vu moment here.. haha..) Umm.. yeah.. I don't know what else to talk about really but I'm sure it'll hit me sometime soon when I'm not infront of the laptop.. (Oh did I mention internet here is friggin fast?!?? haha) so.. Till next time lah.. Will try to take more photos.. It's just that I cant be bothered to whip it out.. haha.. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;my board..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY1bpw3oI/AAAAAAAACSo/xYZi8piK46g/s1600-h/DSC05380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388724997872213634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY1bpw3oI/AAAAAAAACSo/xYZi8piK46g/s320/DSC05380.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss you guys! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2089819548341757837?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2089819548341757837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2089819548341757837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2089819548341757837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2089819548341757837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-everythings-going-crazy.html' title='When everything&apos;s going crazy..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SsiY2qSbxOI/AAAAAAAACTA/IL3ZY7qZQ0I/s72-c/DSC05385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3277004808258433264</id><published>2009-09-23T20:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T22:57:39.941+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight's gonna be a good good night..</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.. I'm in London now.. Arrived here at like.. 7am UK time.. So that's like.. 2pm Brunei? I know it says it's 3:45am right now but that's cause I can't be bothered to change the time on my laptop yet.. I'll be heading to Leicester tomorrow morning.. Wheee! Exciting! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Thanks to the girls (Carmen, Laura &amp;amp; Rachel) who spent the last night with me.. Thanks to you guys who came for my open house (Hakim, Bai, Bazli, Isa, Nick, Adib, Hadi &amp;amp; Faz, Liyana &amp;amp; sisters) and to the airport (Dinesh, Chloe, Marcus, Sharon, Bai, Bazli, Ka Lela, Abg Remi, Hakim, Carmen, Laura, Rachel, Wafiy, Hadi, Liyana, Adi, Nazri, Faiq, Naasir, Adib, Isa, Nick&amp;amp;Siobhan, Wan and Najihah) to see me off.. I didn't expect that much to come.. But you did.. hehe.. I seriously felt loved that night.. =) Thanks to those who gave me leaving presents&amp;amp;letters.. I cant believe that you guys went through all that trouble for me.. Means alot.. Lol.. =) I love you guys.. I miss you already! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be uploaded soon..&lt;br /&gt;Emails will be coming some of your way soon..&lt;br /&gt;Will reply few of your textes as soon as I get a line here..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I really totally absolutely incredibly extremely looooveeeee my bestfriends!!! hehe.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3277004808258433264?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3277004808258433264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3277004808258433264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3277004808258433264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3277004808258433264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/tonights-gonna-be-good-good-night.html' title='Tonight&apos;s gonna be a good good night..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4077541247136579032</id><published>2009-09-22T09:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T09:09:08.060+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, I am leaving.. The day has finally arrived.. The day, which, I've been longing for since.. God knows when.. The day that I leave to UK.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, when I'm gone.. Don't forget me.. Just remember that I love you all.. And that you guys have been the bestest ever.. Sorry if I didn't manage to meet some of you guys before I leave.. But hey, there's always next summer.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'll keep updating..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then, keep in touch..&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here..&lt;br /&gt;Just.. at the other side of the world..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;♥Qydah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4077541247136579032?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4077541247136579032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4077541247136579032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4077541247136579032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4077541247136579032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-i-am-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5101028618073891987</id><published>2009-09-21T16:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T18:26:38.289+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave a message and I'll call you back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY RAYA ALLLLL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestfriends are sleeping over tonight and I had a good family time today.. Good day.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaving tomorrow.. =( sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5101028618073891987?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5101028618073891987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5101028618073891987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5101028618073891987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5101028618073891987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/leave-message-and-ill-call-you-back.html' title='Leave a message and I&apos;ll call you back..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5288588341161922232</id><published>2009-09-20T16:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T16:42:35.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's to say?</title><content type='html'>Adam left today.. =( Okay not really '=(' for me but freakinbg fag didnt wanna give me a hug.. pfft.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only have two days left.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Guys! I don't really feel it.. What with nini gone and me leaving? hmm.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5288588341161922232?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5288588341161922232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5288588341161922232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5288588341161922232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5288588341161922232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-to-say.html' title='Who&apos;s to say?'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-2444306981138514676</id><published>2009-09-19T16:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T17:26:12.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One of the last..</title><content type='html'>So before it reaches 12, imma blog about my day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy told me to wake up super early today cause we had some errands to run.. So, I set my alarm clock at 7.. and being the sleepy head I am, absent-mindedly clicked the snooze button hoping that mum would just be the one to wake me up.. But.. the next time I woke up.. it was 10! I'm like whuuuuuuut.. -_- I panicked but then my mum called me up saying change of plans.. so yes.. I decided to pack but aunty norrrrrrr.. asked me to bring her out so that she can shop for her personal stuff.. I'm like yeah okay fine thinking i'd just take half an hour or something.. BUT NOOOOO.. took her friggin 1 hour and 30.. -_- it was raining like towards the end and I was pissed off.. -_- the inside of my car got so soaked.. pffffft.. but yeah.. whatever.. so on the way home right, when I was undertaking.. I didn't see this pot hole.. So I drove over it and My front left tyre went in really deep.. AND LIKE SHIT! The tyre picked up crap and loads of grass.. I had to clean it up under the rain as soon as I got home cause it was fucking disgusting.. ahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as soon as I got the car clean.. Off I went to pack my bags.. Well, more like aunty nor lah.. hahaha.. But yeah.. I'm done packing my clothes.. just a few more other stuff that I need to bring.. SO! While I was packing right.. My mum called me at 1:30 saying that I needed to meet her at MOE to send in this form.. SO.. Yes.. Got dressed which took 5 minutes.. drove in the rain which slowed it down to 20 minutes.. and then I went into the wrong junction which took up 2 minutes.. and soooo.. I didn't get there in time.. -_- so yes.. Was rather disappointed.. But iunno.. sighh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, in the late afternoon I went off to Raudhah's house to hangout with her for the last time with Naj and I think the three of us knew what happened there.. hehe.. =P Hmm.. We had takeaway from Jolibee which took ages to get.. 5 minutes my ass lahhh.. took more like 20 minutes.. ughhh.. Sucha stressful day.. lol.. So anyways, last minutely I decided to go to Gadong since I dubbed today as my last day out so I took it all the way.. Haha.. Met up with Adi (FINALLY!) and we went driving all around Brunei Muara.. Well.. kinda.. not really.. but still.. It was good.. Such a good way to end my last night out.. By seeing Brunei for the last time.. aha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes.. to sum it all up.. I really had a good last day out.. =) Thanks to them lovely people&amp;hearts;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2444306981138514676?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2444306981138514676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2444306981138514676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2444306981138514676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2444306981138514676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-of-last.html' title='One of the last..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-8951004546649831669</id><published>2009-09-18T16:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T16:31:52.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I never thought I'd feel so afraid..</title><content type='html'>So.. today was such a tiring day.. Had to wake up at freaking 7 just so that I could go pick up my parents who were at NBT.. -_- wow.. I've officially become the family's driver.. LOL.. So yeah.. off to kubur we went and there were loaaaaaaaaaads of people.. Like.. whoahhh.. (yeah, cause 'whoah' can describe ANYTHING!) I couldn't stay awake though.. =( So anyways.. went of to pasar after and had to go back to NBT to pick up the car.. Drove home.. I was soooo sleepy.. =( kesian qydah.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, came back home and fell asleep till like 4..? took a shower and just started doing random stuff online... My door was open so I heard my dad say 'hi' to someone.. I thought it was just a cousin or something but thennnnnnn.. JENGJENGJENG.. Carmen came into my room and I was like..... *registering*... :O :O :O hahahaha.. slow much? so yeah.. She came over to surprise me with Bai and Kim.. Lol.. was a good one.. =P too bad I had to leave like 15 minutes after though.. =( But thanks guys.. =) appreciate it.. really.. no sarcasm intended.. hahahha.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Jerudong for my last tahlil.. So saaad.. everyone's like.. oh when're you leaving? oh UK? youre not gonna be with your mum anymore.. you have to learn to be independent.. and balbalablabla.. -_- haha.. everyone from my dad's side knows how I'm like practically glued to my motherrr.. haha.. oh wells.. Might as well make the best of it.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAH.. I guess that's it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8951004546649831669?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8951004546649831669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8951004546649831669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8951004546649831669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8951004546649831669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-never-thought-id-feel-so-afraid.html' title='I never thought I&apos;d feel so afraid..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4679898102672641865</id><published>2009-09-17T15:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T15:32:26.221+01:00</updated><title type='text'>If I had one wish, we would be bestfriends..</title><content type='html'>So.. I woke up super duper early today.. 9 oclock maynnnnn.. OKAY.. Maybe not super duper early but.. Early for me okayyy.. Had to go to my brother's to look after his house while these people were fixing the curtains.. After that I had to go get my tooth filled.. Haha.. It took sooo long just to have a tooth filled caused apparently.. I couldnt be numbed.. Because my 'wiring' was screwed up! lol.. Can you believe it? The dentist wanted to numb my lower lip.. So he gave me anaesthetic.. And it only numbed my cheek area.. He gave me another one.. And it numbed my UPPER LIP AND NOSE.. But he continued with the drilling anyways.. After a while.. I could feel the pain.. So he gave me ANOTHER shot.. And that numbed the area below my eye.. and he's like.. Okay.. that's rare.. we dont use 3 shots for teeth filling and it doesnt happen often that your lower lip isnt numb.. hahaha.. So he went to ask his colleage and he too didnt know what to do.. He only left with a 'goodluck!'.. HAHAHAHAHA.. funny.. But it was alright.. I liked feeling numb.. Eventhough the first injection hurt.. But yeah.. it was good.. hahaha.. so now my tooth is fixed with metal filling thingo.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. had plans for sungkai.. So went out expecting to have PEOPLE meet me.. =) =) But oh wells.. You never know what to expect even from the people you trust the most.. Heh.. But iunno.. I'll get over it.. Its just that I only have 5 days.. And I truly wanted to meet them.. even if its because I wanted to save me from something but yeah.. You know.. Meet me.. It's not like I'll be here for long right? But hey.. guys became more important than a friend who's leaving I guess.. HEEHEE! I really thought I was gonna meet them.. But hey.. what to do.. its over.. And heh.. Thanks for laughing at me when I was feeling uncomfortable guys.. Thanks for having my back.. Appreciate it.. MUCH LOVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who can sense the sarcasm in that? I CAN! :D ha-ha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.. I'll get over it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4679898102672641865?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4679898102672641865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4679898102672641865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4679898102672641865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4679898102672641865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-i-had-one-wish-we-would-be.html' title='If I had one wish, we would be bestfriends..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-2422593617181496184</id><published>2009-09-16T15:11:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:14:14.035+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You're delusional..</title><content type='html'>HELLO YELLOW MELLOW WELLO JELLO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucha semi-tiring day today.. Had to send in a form to MOE, went to Huaho to buy food to bring to UK, went for Sungkai at Empire with Adam, Adib, Akmal, Aiman, Fauzi, Mark and See Kyeong.. and watched the Ugly Truth with si faiq =P.. Sungkai was good.. we surprised Akmal with a cake.. :D The movie was totally typical though.. haha.. But hey.. I always love a good chick flick.. =P (That IS a chick flick right? =\) and.. I reached home from Empire at record time! 20 minutesss.. waheyyyy.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not continued packing and I'm leaving in 6 days!!! Shit.. -_- I'm gonna be filling in 2 bags and half of my brother's.. hahaha.. This is gonna be difficult shit.. Like.. How will I know if I need to bring the stuff or not? And like.. I don't know if I'm capable of leaving anything behind.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2422593617181496184?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2422593617181496184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2422593617181496184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2422593617181496184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2422593617181496184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/youre-delusional.html' title='You&apos;re delusional..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6514796790015397757</id><published>2009-09-15T15:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T15:18:15.406+01:00</updated><title type='text'>salahkah aku mencintai mu..</title><content type='html'>Soooooo.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a day well spent with my magic beans &amp;hearts;.. was funny.. We went around brunei just to do silly stuff.. hehe.. =) Met up at Gadong.. Went to Kiulap for the guys haircut and I went to huaho to stock up shit for UK.. hehe! Was funny at the barber shop.. =) just drove around after that and Carmen took my passport photo.. then Kim and Bai wanted one two.. So yeah.. later on they decided to get their passport photos printed.. HAHAHAHA! cute kali ahhh.. =P Stadium after that and they boys were being mean to me.. =( but its okay.. I know they love me! hehe.. pictures in facebook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I started packing today.. And I found a whole bunch of stuff that I haven't seen in a while.. Brings back fucking loads of memories.. =( No.. Im not gonna cry....... yet.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blank..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6514796790015397757?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6514796790015397757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6514796790015397757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6514796790015397757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6514796790015397757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/salahkah-aku-mencintai-mu.html' title='salahkah aku mencintai mu..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-9219024261368301779</id><published>2009-09-13T21:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T21:40:18.607+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You see me..</title><content type='html'>I knew that one day.. Someone was gonna be able to read right through me.. I just didnt think that I was THAT transparent.. I just thought that.. Having only 8 days left.. I could just run loose.. have fun.. be wild.. Guess that went down the drain.. =( So did my plan of making amends before I leave..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;forgive me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-9219024261368301779?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/9219024261368301779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=9219024261368301779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/9219024261368301779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/9219024261368301779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-see-me.html' title='You see me..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4332559299238034626</id><published>2009-09-13T14:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T17:48:36.147+01:00</updated><title type='text'>they can never forget what they did here..</title><content type='html'>HELLO PEOPLE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my weekend was awesomeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.. Thanks to my besties, Naj&amp;Dhah, magic beans and a few others.. &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my Saturday with Najihah.. Went to Raudhah's place to visit her.. We got lost! -_-" okay.. not lost.. just that Raudhah confused us SOOOOO MUCH! hahaha.. she gave us the wrong directions.. pfft.. Anyway, after thaaat.. We went to see Shim off.. Was kinda sad to see the couple(Vivian&amp;Shim) separate.. Gosh.. =\ Last time I went to the airport was when Sho left and that sucked.. So yes.. I know how they feel.. =( Had a late sungkai with Naj at fratinis after.. Was good.. =) Met up with my MAGIC BEANS after dinner.. Had coffee bean.. nyum! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen and I apparently can no longer read each others mind.. =( it's like we lost our telepathy cause I'm leaving.. LOL! So yes.. Last night Carmen and I were discussing our meeting point and time this morning.. Not only did she get the place wrong.. She also got the time wrong.. So I had to leave the house an hour early than planned, unshowered and without emptying my tank.. hmph.. So yes.. haha.. After showering and stuff.. Rushed off to the airport to see Amelia off (That's another one goneeee.. =\) And went off to Kiulap&amp;Gadong to find some stuff after.. Went home to rest for abit and off we went to Empire.. =D had fun lah.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. pictures in facebook.. check it out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4332559299238034626?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4332559299238034626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4332559299238034626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4332559299238034626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4332559299238034626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/they-can-never-forget-what-they-did.html' title='they can never forget what they did here..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-7221505126015925069</id><published>2009-09-12T04:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T04:58:09.241+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ten..</title><content type='html'>HELLO READERS! (HAHAHAHA.. yeah right Qydah.. readers? pfft)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. I've decided to blog everyday till the day I leave.. Thoughtful am I not? haha.. So.. Lately I've just been busy getting ready for Uni.. You know.. Visa, medical check (pooping peeing and all that.. ;p), buying stuff to bring etc etc etc.. Also, I've been having quite a few gatherings with people who I've not met in so long.. Atleast I get to meet them once before I leave right? =) I wanna leave with no regrets..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having mixed feelings about leaving.. You know.. Like for a couple of days, I've been sad out of my mind.. But other days, I'm excited like shit.. So yeah.. Iunno.. I hope it'll be good.. I'll definitely miss everyone though..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shim's leaving today.. And Amelia tomorrow.. the UK-ers are starting to leave now.. And by the end of this month, most, if not all, of us will be goneee.. =( Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, till tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loves &amp;hearts;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7221505126015925069?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7221505126015925069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7221505126015925069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7221505126015925069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7221505126015925069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/ten.html' title='Ten..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-8472060247737687678</id><published>2009-09-09T14:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T14:44:00.445+01:00</updated><title type='text'>can we bring yesterday back around?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;090909&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehehehehehehehehehe.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind me.. I'm just really excited about the date..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't know why I'm excited.. It means I've only got 13 days left here.. =( sad sad sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I drove the lexus just now.. FINALLY! lol..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8472060247737687678?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8472060247737687678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8472060247737687678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8472060247737687678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8472060247737687678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/can-we-bring-yesterday-back-around.html' title='can we bring yesterday back around?'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5846652841172308378</id><published>2009-09-04T04:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T04:06:25.845+01:00</updated><title type='text'>simpan separuh hatimu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Andra &amp; The Backbone - "Hitamku"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih adakah separuh hatiku&lt;br /&gt;Yang kuberikan hanya untukmu&lt;br /&gt;Ku harap engkau masih menyimpannya&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau pernah melupakannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maafkan kata yang t’lah terucap&lt;br /&gt;Akan ku hapus jika ku mampu&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku dapat meyakinkanmu&lt;br /&gt;Ku hapus hitamku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masih adakah separuh janjiku&lt;br /&gt;Yang kubisikkan hanya padamu&lt;br /&gt;Ku harap engkau masih mengingatnya&lt;br /&gt;Jangan kau pernah melupakannya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku dapat memutar waktu&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya tak kan terjadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku hapus hitamku untukmu&lt;br /&gt;(Simpan separuh hatimu)&lt;br /&gt;Ku hapus hitamku untukmu&lt;br /&gt;(Simpan separuh janjimu)&lt;br /&gt;Ku hapus hitamku untukmu&lt;br /&gt;(Simpan separuh hatimu)&lt;br /&gt;(Simpan separuh janjimu)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5846652841172308378?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5846652841172308378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5846652841172308378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5846652841172308378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5846652841172308378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/09/simpan-separuh-hatimu.html' title='simpan separuh hatimu..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4279858449312114401</id><published>2009-08-31T06:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:36:13.012+01:00</updated><title type='text'>feels like insomnia..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember telling my &lt;s&gt;boys&lt;/s&gt; girls that I'd never fall in love, love, love, love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You used to think I'd never find a &lt;s&gt;girl&lt;/s&gt; guy I could trust, trust, trust, trust &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then you walked into my life and it was all about us, us, us, us &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But now I'm sitting here thinking I messed the whole thing up, up, up, up &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Craig David's Insomnia.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4279858449312114401?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4279858449312114401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4279858449312114401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4279858449312114401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4279858449312114401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/feels-like-insomnia.html' title='feels like insomnia..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-856093649196910494</id><published>2009-08-28T06:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T06:28:59.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>biar kau tahu..</title><content type='html'>My blog.. I'll say what I want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piss.. (^_^)\/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-856093649196910494?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/856093649196910494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=856093649196910494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/856093649196910494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/856093649196910494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/biar-kau-tahu.html' title='biar kau tahu..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-38812708541362037</id><published>2009-08-25T18:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:42:21.467+01:00</updated><title type='text'>when you say my name..</title><content type='html'>Got shitloads of things in my mind right now.. I wish I could just spill it all out.. But at the same time.. I need to be real subtle about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know when people say, if youre happy then im happy.. How often is that ever true?Ive recently been watching season 5 of desperate housewives.. and the couple I was looking out for was Susan and Mike.. Like.. I sooooooo desperately wanted them to be together after their divorce.. they both saw other people in between.. but it felt like something was missing.. when they both knew they were gonna get married with someone else.. they wanted to be happy but they werent? lol.. I just.. iunno.. It was a nice ending.. made me feel like I wish I had that person who everyone know is supposed to end up with me! hahaha.. what am I saying? -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this theory that.. for every single person.. there will always be that one person who will always have a place in one's heart.. you know.. that person who will always give you butterflies in your stomach.. that person who will always make you weak in the knees.. that person who.. you cant stay mad at for long and will always forgive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. kinda sucks.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subtle.. but if you know what I'm talking about.. kindly shut up.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ill only be happy if youre happy with me.. and that's the bitter truth&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/9086843110331698986-38812708541362037?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/38812708541362037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=38812708541362037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/38812708541362037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/38812708541362037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/when-you-say-my-name.html' title='when you say my name..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5105534128297159127</id><published>2009-08-13T16:15:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T16:37:59.268+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Engkaulah destinasiku~</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Awkward? Too friendly? I THINK SO!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoQxnEbM0tI/AAAAAAAACSQ/g8EpcvLNVxI/s1600-h/DSC02846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369471203004961490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoQxnEbM0tI/AAAAAAAACSQ/g8EpcvLNVxI/s320/DSC02846.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! Guys guys! Check out my awesome photoshopping &lt;s&gt;(paint)&lt;/s&gt; skillzzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoQyPZ6mXfI/AAAAAAAACSY/rUF3sUXYhAU/s1600-h/DSC028462.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369471895968570866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoQyPZ6mXfI/AAAAAAAACSY/rUF3sUXYhAU/s320/DSC028462.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dyu like me now, Dam?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought soo.. hewhewhew.. xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40 days guys!!!!!!!!!!!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5105534128297159127?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5105534128297159127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5105534128297159127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5105534128297159127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5105534128297159127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/engkaulah-destinasiku.html' title='Engkaulah destinasiku~'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoQxnEbM0tI/AAAAAAAACSQ/g8EpcvLNVxI/s72-c/DSC02846.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-8702030530886289739</id><published>2009-08-10T17:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:46:26.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanya untukmu..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nidji - "Akhir Cinta Abadi"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akankah kau melihatku&lt;br /&gt;Saat ku jauh&lt;br /&gt;Akankah kau merasakan&lt;br /&gt;Kehilanganku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiwaku yang telat mati&lt;br /&gt;Bukan cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Janjiku s’lalu abadi&lt;br /&gt;Hanya milikmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reff:&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi dan takkan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Akhir dari cinta yang abadi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akankah kau melihatku&lt;br /&gt;Di akhir nanti&lt;br /&gt;Jiwaku yang telah mati&lt;br /&gt;Bukan cintaku&lt;br /&gt;Janjiku s’lalu abadi&lt;br /&gt;Hanya untukmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi dan takkan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Air mata untuk yang abadi&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi ke alam yang suci&lt;br /&gt;Akhir dari abadi cintaku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku pergi ke alam yang abadi&lt;br /&gt;Akhir dari cinta yang abadi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoAanj8j_MI/AAAAAAAACSI/XB9w1iUdEUU/s1600-h/meshoedit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368320022792109250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoAanj8j_MI/AAAAAAAACSI/XB9w1iUdEUU/s320/meshoedit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Happy "supposed-to-be" 5 months.. I miss you.. ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8702030530886289739?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8702030530886289739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8702030530886289739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8702030530886289739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8702030530886289739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/hanya-untukmu.html' title='Hanya untukmu..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SoAanj8j_MI/AAAAAAAACSI/XB9w1iUdEUU/s72-c/meshoedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3012604649907126827</id><published>2009-08-09T15:01:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T15:50:12.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes the beauty's in the attempt..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Webcam session!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7aJ4Mv8uI/AAAAAAAACRg/VZXSoQIRutg/s1600-h/PICC560.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967669111747298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7aJ4Mv8uI/AAAAAAAACRg/VZXSoQIRutg/s320/PICC560.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7aJ_fHwMI/AAAAAAAACRY/JDj2Bgs0kR0/s1600-h/PICA48.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367967671067852994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7aJ_fHwMI/AAAAAAAACRY/JDj2Bgs0kR0/s320/PICA48.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZK9xJ5jI/AAAAAAAACRQ/MMhZ9jzhw-0/s1600-h/PIC5930.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966588274861618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZK9xJ5jI/AAAAAAAACRQ/MMhZ9jzhw-0/s320/PIC5930.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZKuNh0NI/AAAAAAAACRI/cPSQJtTWH7I/s1600-h/PIC7D50.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966584098902226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZKuNh0NI/AAAAAAAACRI/cPSQJtTWH7I/s320/PIC7D50.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZKdaZxLI/AAAAAAAACRA/7hlUy0sqxWg/s1600-h/PIC6CA5.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966579589498034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZKdaZxLI/AAAAAAAACRA/7hlUy0sqxWg/s320/PIC6CA5.tmp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZKEXImEI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rYArQcoyCeI/s1600-h/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966572864903234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZKEXImEI/AAAAAAAACQ4/rYArQcoyCeI/s320/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZJ2dygPI/AAAAAAAACQw/BZ1CgPbnGn8/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367966569134719218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7ZJ2dygPI/AAAAAAAACQw/BZ1CgPbnGn8/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. And I picked up Carmen, Laura and Bai from MD yesterday! LOL! =D And we had Swensonsssss! I avoided the Kiulap roundabout.. So I had to take the longass way.. haha.. They ssoooo look alike now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7h2V2UGxI/AAAAAAAACSA/yyt7ofaynGs/s1600-h/08082009725.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367976129566350098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7h2V2UGxI/AAAAAAAACSA/yyt7ofaynGs/s320/08082009725.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ka Syeedah's 21st&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7e3SKsqvI/AAAAAAAACR4/nyQ_ZDPpYuY/s1600-h/08082009738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367972847223089906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7e3SKsqvI/AAAAAAAACR4/nyQ_ZDPpYuY/s320/08082009738.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7e2-qwKyI/AAAAAAAACRw/Sld6XzNU-XM/s1600-h/08082009736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367972841988827938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7e2-qwKyI/AAAAAAAACRw/Sld6XzNU-XM/s320/08082009736.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7e2SqlqNI/AAAAAAAACRo/sDnOfOWBztI/s1600-h/08082009733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367972830176979154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7e2SqlqNI/AAAAAAAACRo/sDnOfOWBztI/s320/08082009733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! and.. ABANG'S ENGAAAAAAAAAAAAGED! Everyone say: Finally! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3012604649907126827?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3012604649907126827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3012604649907126827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3012604649907126827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3012604649907126827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-beautys-in-attempt.html' title='Sometimes the beauty&apos;s in the attempt..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sn7aJ4Mv8uI/AAAAAAAACRg/VZXSoQIRutg/s72-c/PICC560.tmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-1887485043581685172</id><published>2009-08-03T18:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T18:26:22.612+01:00</updated><title type='text'>my nights so cold~</title><content type='html'>guys guys guys! (yes, I like to pretend that I still have readers.. =P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look!! I grew pointy earsssssssss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sncc7tzwkJI/AAAAAAAACQk/JtSfksClQx8/s1600-h/011341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sncc7tzwkJI/AAAAAAAACQk/JtSfksClQx8/s320/011341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365789293269782674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can totally be spock! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWU BAH! IM BORED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1887485043581685172?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1887485043581685172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1887485043581685172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1887485043581685172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1887485043581685172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-nights-so-cold.html' title='my nights so cold~'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sncc7tzwkJI/AAAAAAAACQk/JtSfksClQx8/s72-c/011341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4638469857327932218</id><published>2009-07-30T18:43:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T19:04:16.066+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been missing you crazy..</title><content type='html'>So.. Methinks insomnia's kicking in again.. Cause I'm fucking sleepy yet I can't seem to fall asleep.. The last time it was this bad was during the exam times, I think.. But that I get.. this? pffft.. Feck that! So frustrating this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I don't really know what's in my mind tonight.. It's just all these random thoughts that come all of a sudden.. like pop-up adds! lol.. Like it's nothing worth thinking so much about.. I mean it's useless.. haha.. I don't know whats wrong with me and my mind.. I don't think anyone will get me.. Although, methinks Carmen and Shotaro are pretty darn close! ;) hewhewhew..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SnHetgLggEI/AAAAAAAACQc/iGG2_yirGoI/s1600-h/inlove.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SnHetgLggEI/AAAAAAAACQc/iGG2_yirGoI/s320/inlove.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364313504488652866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;[source: google images] - hahaha so IB! =P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I read this quote months ago, I thought of Sho.. I told him that AFTER he left though.. I also told him that.. I feel the complete opposite now since he left, I've been having dreams of him and that I like sleeping early cause I get to dream.. But now I can't.. pfft.. Lol.. Is it sad that I still talk about Sho as if there's still hope? -_- mang.. I think I'm getting more and more pathetic by the second! geeeez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite pair of sleeping shorts is buruk-ing! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. Im gonna change my approach.. I'm gonna leave my lights on and not try to fall asleep.. Yes.. That should work.. No.. That WILL work..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a smaller car to drive.. I miss Sho's car.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4638469857327932218?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4638469857327932218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4638469857327932218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4638469857327932218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4638469857327932218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-been-missing-you-crazy.html' title='I&apos;ve been missing you crazy..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SnHetgLggEI/AAAAAAAACQc/iGG2_yirGoI/s72-c/inlove.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-2732830699876729992</id><published>2009-07-29T21:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T22:07:37.265+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonder if we'll meet again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;(Wow.. I havent done this in awhile.. sorry in advanced for the lousyness!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SnC5B05G3-I/AAAAAAAACQU/F9T0FxQE6Rk/s1600-h/24072009013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363990597227438050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SnC5B05G3-I/AAAAAAAACQU/F9T0FxQE6Rk/s320/24072009013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I'm in bed.. with my laptop.. in the dark.. It's 4:30am and I can't sleep.. I'm always like this when I think or worry too much before I go to bed.. You may ask, what in the world would I be thinking about? I've got everything I need and bladiblablabla..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've already got a coupla things off my mind by talking it out with someone and also by sending a shitass long message to Sho.. that always makes me feel so much better.. But still...... Iunno man.. Things just get to me so easily.. I guess I'm a loser like that.. Like after I stop thinking about one thing.. Another thing comes up.. And I have to go through all these shit again.. It's a vicious cycle really..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Qydah breaks out into a song* It's like this (this).. It's like that (tha--&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss.. you know where you feel like youre having a lazy Sunday.. Waking up late.. Staying in your PJs till late afternoon.. etc etc etc.. Well.. You know what I think? I think that I have waaay too much free time in my hands that I've been having lazy Sunday EVERfreakingDAY.. haha.. Okay.. No.. I exaggerated.. I actually just had a lazy Sunday on a Wednesday.. Now aint that bizzare? okay.. no.. I dont know what's wrong with me.. I think it's cause I cant freaking sleep! I was sooo sleepy just now.. I was ready to sleep.. but dont you get that feeling that where you're about to sleep but then realised that you had one last time to do.. and it couldnt wait.. so you got out of bed to do it only to realise that you no longer feel sleepy.. feck that mannnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday now.. So this is the one week mark of Sho being away.. Whoah.. I reckon that felt SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUPER slow.. I remember us talking bout him leaving 2 weeks before his leaving date.. Boy, did that 2 weeks went by fast.. Thats no fair.. =( whyyyy?? gosh.. Everyone's leaving Brunei and it feels like.. No ones here anymore.. our year's losing people by the secondddd.. whyyy? Why do they have to leave me at a time like this?? At my time of need.. Goshh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, im kidding.. Im not that selfish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. I wonder if my parents will let me drive on my own anytime soon.. It'd be totally awesome if they would.. People's houses would be my main target.. MOON! LAURA! NAJ! Watch outttt.. hee hee hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later today, I vow to get off my ass and get something done.. (most likely some uni preps.. pfft)HEEE.. GUYS GUYS! IN 2 MONTHS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can smell the freedom already.. hewhewhew.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think me needs a Shotaro Nakagun.. Any idea where in Brunei I can get one? =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could teleport.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2732830699876729992?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2732830699876729992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2732830699876729992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2732830699876729992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2732830699876729992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/07/wonder-if-well-meet-again.html' title='Wonder if we&apos;ll meet again..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SnC5B05G3-I/AAAAAAAACQU/F9T0FxQE6Rk/s72-c/24072009013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7709537034422739305</id><published>2009-07-24T05:46:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T07:44:23.025+01:00</updated><title type='text'>So, say goodnight.. Our first goodbye..</title><content type='html'>So.. Shotaro just left last night.. On his birthday.. Which is totally shitty.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Belated Birthday, Sho! Wish you didn't have to leave.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGr6bHIsI/AAAAAAAACOM/bCcbz5lmWuU/s1600-h/09032009454_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361894551592575682" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGr6bHIsI/AAAAAAAACOM/bCcbz5lmWuU/s320/09032009454_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGtfO138I/AAAAAAAACOs/DSDlOCysi5M/s1600-h/DSC04197_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361894578653093826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGtfO138I/AAAAAAAACOs/DSDlOCysi5M/s320/DSC04197_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlXsa_9KwI/AAAAAAAACQM/UMaIa1Eb2a4/s1600-h/3322_189704575382_893695382_6672101_4336972_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 239px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361903781248539586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlPFJkkm8I/AAAAAAAACPk/Q8pdgTJEysI/s320/5051_112840203335_515863335_2825211_3833951_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGssYjZfI/AAAAAAAACOc/56ksAI8Ok5A/s1600-h/30062009639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361894565003617778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGssYjZfI/AAAAAAAACOc/56ksAI8Ok5A/s320/30062009639.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGtOlHvGI/AAAAAAAACOk/vOCCtJR94H8/s1600-h/DSC00400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361894574183136354" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGtOlHvGI/AAAAAAAACOk/vOCCtJR94H8/s320/DSC00400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGsBjVzwI/AAAAAAAACOU/Crc0rrPvZFE/s1600-h/14072009675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361894553506139906" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGsBjVzwI/AAAAAAAACOU/Crc0rrPvZFE/s320/14072009675.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlPFaAJEUI/AAAAAAAACPs/Wl8PTECPef8/s1600-h/DSC04727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361903785659142466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlPFaAJEUI/AAAAAAAACPs/Wl8PTECPef8/s320/DSC04727.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLGryjxAI/AAAAAAAACPM/U3QYGzIjYWg/s1600-h/P7220900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899409567368194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLGryjxAI/AAAAAAAACPM/U3QYGzIjYWg/s320/P7220900.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLFuFvWpI/AAAAAAAACO0/LzLharw7fn4/s1600-h/mesho.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899393004821138" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLFuFvWpI/AAAAAAAACO0/LzLharw7fn4/s320/mesho.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Smk_78Bu2yI/AAAAAAAACMs/A-DY4wAhKEc/s1600-h/P7220910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361887130319510306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Smk_78Bu2yI/AAAAAAAACMs/A-DY4wAhKEc/s320/P7220910.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLGaySaAI/AAAAAAAACPE/6unHUHz8Olo/s1600-h/P7220936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899405002827778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLGaySaAI/AAAAAAAACPE/6unHUHz8Olo/s320/P7220936.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thanks for Elmo.. Didnt think you'd remember..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlBvfyZI9I/AAAAAAAACM0/q0hLTLdXwz8/s1600-h/DSC04774.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361889115603805138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlBvfyZI9I/AAAAAAAACM0/q0hLTLdXwz8/s320/DSC04774.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLGEFRuJI/AAAAAAAACO8/gxbDHWPD7jA/s1600-h/DSC04783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361899398908459154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlLGEFRuJI/AAAAAAAACO8/gxbDHWPD7jA/s320/DSC04783.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I love you and I miss you shitloads! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No regrets. Never forget. yes? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7709537034422739305?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7709537034422739305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7709537034422739305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7709537034422739305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7709537034422739305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/07/say-goodnight-our-first-goodbye.html' title='So, say goodnight.. Our first goodbye..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SmlGr6bHIsI/AAAAAAAACOM/bCcbz5lmWuU/s72-c/09032009454_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7950124765622454552</id><published>2009-07-11T05:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T16:49:28.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Four..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Happy four months, Saxy~ =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Forgive my broken promise that you'll never see me cry.. ='(&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7950124765622454552?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7950124765622454552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7950124765622454552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7950124765622454552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7950124765622454552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/07/four.html' title='Four..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3663564334763148494</id><published>2009-07-02T14:52:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T04:51:05.247+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'll run..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Cause we're losers like that..♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SkzPSdYSsKI/AAAAAAAACL8/VZwwSjLB0UY/s1600-h/30062009629.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353881973067788450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SkzPSdYSsKI/AAAAAAAACL8/VZwwSjLB0UY/s320/30062009629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo.. Haven't been blogging properly in a while.. Lol.. Sorry.. Just been going out a lot lately and when I get back home I'll be like really tired or couldnt even bother.. But yes.. Days have been very very fun.. So yes, I've been out.. to parties.. meeting up with 'long time no see friends' and all.. been out with the boyfriend (after he came back.. those 10 days without him was shitty.. but hey, I made it! lol..).. Finally had Sho come over the other day.. =D haha.. too bad I was busy getting ready for Chloe's so he had to be entertained by my brothers and Sheila.. lol.. Did stuff.. and yeah.. the likes.. =) I probably should be worried at the moment since Sho just came back from Japan and people who just flew in from overseas are advised to stay indoors and reduce social interactions and also I've been going to crowded places alot.. Too bad I'm not.. But maybe this 93 cases and 1 death will start to scare me (it already is actually).. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to meet up with the usual gang today! It's been a while.. =) Spent the whole day with em.. And this time, we were all over Brunei! (well not really.. but yeah.. haha)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;"Shizz ma nizz" -_-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18jImxmII/AAAAAAAACMc/DngRawp5xHY/s1600-h/DSC02608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354072475060770946" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18jImxmII/AAAAAAAACMc/DngRawp5xHY/s320/DSC02608.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;one out of 3 of our drivers for the day..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18i3rSyaI/AAAAAAAACMU/6Fq_fWnqapY/s1600-h/DSC02601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354072470516320674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18i3rSyaI/AAAAAAAACMU/6Fq_fWnqapY/s320/DSC02601.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18ij_R13I/AAAAAAAACMM/QAM9QHSNlLs/s1600-h/DSC02616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354072465231435634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18ij_R13I/AAAAAAAACMM/QAM9QHSNlLs/s320/DSC02616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18iOqwedI/AAAAAAAACME/A_esfymOCrM/s1600-h/DSC02597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354072459508218322" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sk18iOqwedI/AAAAAAAACME/A_esfymOCrM/s320/DSC02597.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, results! In 3 days! Im sooo nervous.. =\ Like, my whole future depends on what I get.. shiiyaaatt.. Like, UK? Leicester/Hull? Clearing? Melbourne? Accommodations? Shizz ma nizz (KIM! -_-) Sucks that we cant go to school and get it though.. Was looking forward to it.. But whatever.. Atleast I wont face people.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. yeah.. okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3663564334763148494?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3663564334763148494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3663564334763148494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3663564334763148494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3663564334763148494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/07/ill-run.html' title='I&apos;ll run..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SkzPSdYSsKI/AAAAAAAACL8/VZwwSjLB0UY/s72-c/30062009629.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7683883079740400562</id><published>2009-06-28T18:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T18:18:25.621+01:00</updated><title type='text'>and there he goes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE BOYFRIEND.. &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SkelPqSIZfI/AAAAAAAACL0/E7Y4RL1Z3FY/s1600-h/DSC04652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352428370620081650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SkelPqSIZfI/AAAAAAAACL0/E7Y4RL1Z3FY/s320/DSC04652.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;IS BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAAAAH! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to see him! =D hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7683883079740400562?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7683883079740400562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7683883079740400562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7683883079740400562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7683883079740400562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-there-he-goes.html' title='and there he goes..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SkelPqSIZfI/AAAAAAAACL0/E7Y4RL1Z3FY/s72-c/DSC04652.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4341586764706667055</id><published>2009-06-20T05:31:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T06:58:16.754+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I was numb.. but you made me feel again.. =)</title><content type='html'>Some of you may notice that I've kinda been MIA from the internet world.. Lol.. My laptop's not working so yah.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never thought I'd say this.. But..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1-N754I/AAAAAAAACLc/70gx3sOZf4I/s1600-h/3194_1149672419505_1158426084_30459097_3184188_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1-N754I/AAAAAAAACLc/70gx3sOZf4I/s320/3194_1149672419505_1158426084_30459097_3184188_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349272330922878850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1q8oJFI/AAAAAAAACLU/CXbTsfIMvTg/s1600-h/3194_1149666739363_1158426084_30459041_877418_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1q8oJFI/AAAAAAAACLU/CXbTsfIMvTg/s320/3194_1149666739363_1158426084_30459041_877418_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349272325750006866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1XQ1ORI/AAAAAAAACLM/1M-jV5xRvNU/s1600-h/3194_1149664339303_1158426084_30459018_1589446_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1XQ1ORI/AAAAAAAACLM/1M-jV5xRvNU/s320/3194_1149664339303_1158426084_30459018_1589446_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349272320466041106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1INO72I/AAAAAAAACLE/ygmJubwMQN8/s1600-h/3194_1149664139298_1158426084_30459016_6329359_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1INO72I/AAAAAAAACLE/ygmJubwMQN8/s320/3194_1149664139298_1158426084_30459016_6329359_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349272316424417122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the IB days.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what else I miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fucking miss my boyfriend.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjx56PdI-DI/AAAAAAAACLk/LSwoRG0ORt0/s1600-h/5051_112840193335_515863335_2825210_7426831_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjx56PdI-DI/AAAAAAAACLk/LSwoRG0ORt0/s320/5051_112840193335_515863335_2825210_7426831_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349284498897434674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjx56dTQoZI/AAAAAAAACLs/jAzQWSex0Ug/s1600-h/5051_112840203335_515863335_2825211_3833951_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjx56dTQoZI/AAAAAAAACLs/jAzQWSex0Ug/s320/5051_112840203335_515863335_2825211_3833951_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349284502614090130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME BACK SOOOOOON! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you..&lt;br /&gt;I love love you! &amp;hearts;&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/9086843110331698986-4341586764706667055?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4341586764706667055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4341586764706667055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4341586764706667055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4341586764706667055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-numb-but-you-made-me-feel-again.html' title='I was numb.. but you made me feel again.. =)'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sjxu1-N754I/AAAAAAAACLc/70gx3sOZf4I/s72-c/3194_1149672419505_1158426084_30459097_3184188_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3430321968924832931</id><published>2009-06-18T15:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:08:47.565+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm gunna be with you..</title><content type='html'>10 days is not a long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right..? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 1/3 of a month.. It's a week and three days.. It's 240 hours (ish).. It's......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who am I kidding? 10 days is a fucking long time.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come back soon..? I miss you... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3430321968924832931?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3430321968924832931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3430321968924832931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3430321968924832931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3430321968924832931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-gunna-be-with-you.html' title='I&apos;m gunna be with you..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-1576832164743904739</id><published>2009-06-10T17:10:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:16:39.306+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Three..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy 3 Months! =)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_bxzKwSXI/AAAAAAAACK0/hbsy5gdImYE/s1600-h/n1158426084_30508280_7150638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345732931307456882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_bxzKwSXI/AAAAAAAACK0/hbsy5gdImYE/s320/n1158426084_30508280_7150638.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_bx3K9EwI/AAAAAAAACK8/ycoJSUn5mQs/s1600-h/4476_1169511155461_1158426084_30530398_4655016_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345732932382036738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_bx3K9EwI/AAAAAAAACK8/ycoJSUn5mQs/s320/4476_1169511155461_1158426084_30530398_4655016_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1576832164743904739?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1576832164743904739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1576832164743904739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1576832164743904739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1576832164743904739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/06/three.html' title='Three..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_bxzKwSXI/AAAAAAAACK0/hbsy5gdImYE/s72-c/n1158426084_30508280_7150638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-6476538874473254894</id><published>2009-06-10T15:32:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:43:28.882+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish I could keep you much longer..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, graduation/prom was one of the best nights of my life.. to have spent it with two of the most amazing people I know.. I couldn't ask for more (except maybe for Naj to stay the night too..) but yeah.. Everything was beautiful.. Everyone dressed up nicely.. The girls were Oh-My-God! And the guys.. Wow.. =) (I'm sorry.. words fail me at the moment) but yes.. It was all very wonderful! The disco was fun.. Haven't danced like that in a while.. aha.. But too bad th whole year wasnt around.. but yeah whatever.. The beach at night was breath-taking.. after all this time, I finally got to experience going to the beach at night.. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My two favourite guys..♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_Nb3pH63I/AAAAAAAACJ8/_DH2yWx4Ow0/s1600-h/DSC04568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717161388665714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_Nb3pH63I/AAAAAAAACJ8/_DH2yWx4Ow0/s320/DSC04568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;2009 graduates! =D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJPRmfUI/AAAAAAAACKU/_r048dOAMEo/s1600-h/4412_90125250100_505270100_1778477_3060822_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345719040338197826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJPRmfUI/AAAAAAAACKU/_r048dOAMEo/s320/4412_90125250100_505270100_1778477_3060822_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;NAJIHAH! The girl who stuck by me since the second day of school in ISB&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJswWz-I/AAAAAAAACKs/wloYnyl4Hlk/s1600-h/Picture+126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345719048251822050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJswWz-I/AAAAAAAACKs/wloYnyl4Hlk/s320/Picture+126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ADAM! My annoying 'brother'/best guy friend ever!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJR88NaI/AAAAAAAACKk/BLCmzuo2iuI/s1600-h/DSC04580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345719041056847266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJR88NaI/AAAAAAAACKk/BLCmzuo2iuI/s320/DSC04580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;SHOTARO! =) The guy who I can always count on, the guy who I like to 'abuse' and will never ever get frustrated with me, the guy who calls me a 'slut' but still loves me all the same, the guy who, till now, I still think is out of my league! hahah..&amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJIg-GyI/AAAAAAAACKc/Y3ULjPrfWGQ/s1600-h/DSC04578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345719038523611938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_PJIg-GyI/AAAAAAAACKc/Y3ULjPrfWGQ/s320/DSC04578.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;What do they have in common? *COUGH COUGH COUGH* hahaha.. &lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_NcQidlmI/AAAAAAAACKM/wmuOmV1-Qr0/s1600-h/Picture+121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717168071612002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_NcQidlmI/AAAAAAAACKM/wmuOmV1-Qr0/s320/Picture+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Family (minus two) - my everything.. &amp;hearts;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_NcNDgVqI/AAAAAAAACKE/qTQmWnT17KM/s1600-h/DSC04572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345717167136462498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_NcNDgVqI/AAAAAAAACKE/qTQmWnT17KM/s320/DSC04572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised I didn't take much photos.. =( boohoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6476538874473254894?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6476538874473254894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6476538874473254894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6476538874473254894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6476538874473254894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/06/wish-i-could-keep-you-much-longer.html' title='Wish I could keep you much longer..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Si_Nb3pH63I/AAAAAAAACJ8/_DH2yWx4Ow0/s72-c/DSC04568.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-8484941007360045249</id><published>2009-05-30T16:45:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T17:10:47.321+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the edge..</title><content type='html'>Replying to my Uni offers and booking for accommodation and stuff makes it all.. real.. =O I'm freaked out about thisss.. Results are coming out in about a month.. Shit.. =( I feel soo.. blah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, going to my first theory lesson (driving) soon.. Should be fun! (not -_-) but whateverrrrr.. 'slong as I can get me license it's all good.. Man.. I've got no freaking driver at the moment and I feel super bad bout having my parents drive me around.. &lt;a href="mailto:!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()*^%$#@!@#$%"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()*^%$#@!@#$%&lt;/a&gt;^&amp;amp;*( sighhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also been rather busy at home helping out with the wedding preparations at home.. Being involved in weddings is uber funnnn.. Although, I'll be missing out on my uncle's nikah cause of graduation~ HO WELLS! Speaking of, I was supposed to bring home my dress today butttt.. There were some loose parts.... =( Soo.. HOPEFULLY by monday it'll be doneee! =D I haven't found heels yet thoughhhh.. GASHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! I FINALLY met the girls Friday night for dinner at Villa Mauri.. Went to Rachel's place first to hang for abit.. them girls were watching The Clique or something.. Rather lame but we couldnt stop watching! hahah.. I miss em loads! =( So yeah, dinner was my treat and I just remembered that Sho had this discount thingy from the last time we ate there.. And he wanted to give it to me.. But I refused.. Dang it! -_- haha.. Anyway, dinner was full of drama/reminiscing/laughter/swearing/catching up etc.. Feck.. I really miss those times.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? What else? OH! The mother and I had this lovely semi mother-daughter bonding session today! =) Had my brother and dad in between for a bit.. lol.. But yes.. It was fun.. Although, mummy spent loads today on my expense! Felt sooo bad.. Seriously, when I get a job, I'm gonna like keep paying for my parents! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see the boyfriend! =( But with the busy schedule and lack of driver.. That'll be quite impossibleee~ sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a headacheeee.. =( Sorry for the random post..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8484941007360045249?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8484941007360045249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8484941007360045249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8484941007360045249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8484941007360045249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/over-edge.html' title='Over the edge..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4262061109351827764</id><published>2009-05-28T12:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:48:43.634+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody scream your heart out..</title><content type='html'>So, I was using Microsoft Words just now to type something up for my mummy.. I checked the word count and saw that it was 736.. I thought "shit! It's 7 already and I'm just at 700+?" I then realised it wasnt MY work and that I was DONE with IB! lol... silly me.. Also, when I was reading a book today, I found an interesting quote that I thought I should analyse so I took a pencil but then realised that I didn't need to do that anymore.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! Watched Terminator today with Najihah, Shotaro, Adam, Adib, Akmal, Fauzi and Mark.. At first I thought it was gonna be boring as fuck... But it was actually not that bad! lol.. Although I didn't quite get the story line.. (HOW IS THAT POSSIBLE? I'VE WATCHED THE OTHER TERMINATORS! -_-) but yes.. it was confusing.. haha.. BUT it feels goooood to be able to watch movies again.. So far, I've already watched 3 movies since the exams ended! heee.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROM/GRADUATION! IN A WEEK! and the dang boyfriend doesn't give a fuck (not yet that is) about what to wear and stuff.. GOSH!!! -_- loser mannn.. I swear.. Like just now while we were eating, all the guys were talking about their suits and stuff and I realised he didnt say anything about his.. which got me worried.. -__- sighhhhhh.. So hopeless lah! Speaking of which.. my dress is read-ayyyyyyy!!! So exciting! =D Cant wait to go pick it up.. I still havent found heels and a bag though.. feckkk.. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know how to blog anymore! hahah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4262061109351827764?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4262061109351827764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4262061109351827764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4262061109351827764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4262061109351827764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/everybody-scream-your-heart-out.html' title='Everybody scream your heart out..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4322599574051840780</id><published>2009-05-24T13:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T13:39:20.746+01:00</updated><title type='text'>But you gave me one good reason.. to fight and never walk away..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;I never thought I'd be in love like this&lt;br /&gt;When I look at you my mind goes on a trip&lt;br /&gt;Then you came in, and knocked me on my face&lt;br /&gt;Feels like I'm in a race&lt;br /&gt;But I already won first place&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sometimes love comes around and it knocks you down..♥&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I dont know how you did it.. But you did.. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'm sorry.. Dont give up on me just yet.. ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4322599574051840780?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4322599574051840780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4322599574051840780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4322599574051840780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4322599574051840780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/but-you-gave-me-one-good-reason-to.html' title='But you gave me one good reason.. to fight and never walk away..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5484979467049044360</id><published>2009-05-23T08:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:06:20.221+01:00</updated><title type='text'>no moreee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SheuWnP9gfI/AAAAAAAACJ0/dox20lInc9s/s1600-h/160510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338927586787295730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SheuWnP9gfI/AAAAAAAACJ0/dox20lInc9s/s320/160510.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO MORE F-ING IB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Will blog properly once I get tired of doing the things that I've been wanting to do.. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5484979467049044360?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5484979467049044360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5484979467049044360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5484979467049044360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5484979467049044360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-moreee.html' title='no moreee~'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SheuWnP9gfI/AAAAAAAACJ0/dox20lInc9s/s72-c/160510.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-5750267631018918188</id><published>2009-05-19T15:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T15:23:48.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause nobody wants to be the last one there&lt;br /&gt;Cause everyone wants to feel like someone cares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone to love with my life in their hands&lt;br /&gt;There's Gotta Be Somebody for me like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cause nobody wants to do it all on their own&lt;br /&gt;And everyone wants to know they're not alone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's somebody else that feels the same somewhere&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be somebody for me out there&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;thank you..♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5750267631018918188?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5750267631018918188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5750267631018918188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5750267631018918188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5750267631018918188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/tonight-out-on-street-out-in-moonlight.html' title='Tonight, out on the street, out in the moonlight..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5854606649347707356</id><published>2009-05-10T17:13:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T17:13:00.679+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Two..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;em&gt;Happy two months, Saxy Boyfriend! ;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SgbLt4HboAI/AAAAAAAACJk/l04DZm9x6co/s1600-h/mensho.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334174797685039106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SgbLt4HboAI/AAAAAAAACJk/l04DZm9x6co/s320/mensho.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;♥♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5854606649347707356?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5854606649347707356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5854606649347707356' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5854606649347707356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5854606649347707356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/two.html' title='Two..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SgbLt4HboAI/AAAAAAAACJk/l04DZm9x6co/s72-c/mensho.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-7088951971747894293</id><published>2009-05-10T14:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T14:35:08.297+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Happy Mother's Day!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SgbXb5HI_zI/AAAAAAAACJs/EOp3oyf3dgs/s1600-h/DSC_0021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334187682854141746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SgbXb5HI_zI/AAAAAAAACJs/EOp3oyf3dgs/s320/DSC_0021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love you, Mummy! =) ♥&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7088951971747894293?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7088951971747894293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7088951971747894293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7088951971747894293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7088951971747894293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SgbXb5HI_zI/AAAAAAAACJs/EOp3oyf3dgs/s72-c/DSC_0021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4059620839935561485</id><published>2009-04-23T11:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T12:11:18.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>And every river that I tried to cross..</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;YEAR 13 IB CLASS 2009!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLA4KuT0I/AAAAAAAACJE/81QZr4YXHDk/s1600-h/KK001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327840837628743490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLA4KuT0I/AAAAAAAACJE/81QZr4YXHDk/s320/KK001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLvxIyw-I/AAAAAAAACJc/GSqklNUxB0o/s1600-h/DSC04480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327841643195450338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLvxIyw-I/AAAAAAAACJc/GSqklNUxB0o/s320/DSC04480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLvrEO52I/AAAAAAAACJU/kxCuM86BsYQ/s1600-h/DSC04478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327841641565710178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLvrEO52I/AAAAAAAACJU/kxCuM86BsYQ/s320/DSC04478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLvqetjxI/AAAAAAAACJM/gAoRxNWbVJA/s1600-h/DSC04477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327841641408335634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLvqetjxI/AAAAAAAACJM/gAoRxNWbVJA/s320/DSC04477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you guys.. =')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Just because we're losing.. Doesn't mean we're lost..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4059620839935561485?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4059620839935561485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4059620839935561485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4059620839935561485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4059620839935561485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-every-river-that-i-tried-to-cross.html' title='And every river that I tried to cross..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SfBLA4KuT0I/AAAAAAAACJE/81QZr4YXHDk/s72-c/KK001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-8079963076022522546</id><published>2009-04-11T15:45:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T15:48:33.879+01:00</updated><title type='text'>One..</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Dear Saxy S,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy one month, boyfriend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8079963076022522546?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8079963076022522546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8079963076022522546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8079963076022522546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8079963076022522546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/04/one.html' title='One..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-2616730104140429828</id><published>2009-04-04T13:06:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:37:29.857+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Is that alright now?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;HELLO! =) I was supposed to make tonight my last Saturday night out.. but since it's raining and I dont wanna risk getting sick again, it'll just be another quiet night in for me.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a deal.. with myself.. and with Carmen.. well, ish lah.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The deal is that once school reopens and till the end of exams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; come &lt;strong&gt;online&lt;/strong&gt;, log in to &lt;strong&gt;facebook&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt; (unless necessary) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;put away&lt;/strong&gt; my &lt;strong&gt;laptop&lt;/strong&gt; like how I did during O Levels (I'll use it if I really need it)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not go out&lt;/strong&gt; for more than &lt;strong&gt;3 times&lt;/strong&gt;.. (by going out I mean going to the Mall doing unproductive stuff - if it's a quick dinner/lunch, shopping for necessities,rehearsals for final assembly,exercise then its okay! hahaha..)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;study ATLEAST 3 hours&lt;/strong&gt; a day.. (LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not watch&lt;/strong&gt; addictive &lt;strong&gt;series&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;talk &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt; on the &lt;strong&gt;phone&lt;/strong&gt; for more than &lt;strong&gt;30 minutes&lt;/strong&gt; (Hint hint to Chris)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not stayback&lt;/strong&gt; at school for &lt;strong&gt;nothing&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will try to &lt;strong&gt;keep my mind awake&lt;/strong&gt; during &lt;strong&gt;school hours&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I will &lt;strong&gt;not nap&lt;/strong&gt; for more than &lt;strong&gt;an hour&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I think that should be alright.. too much.. but whatever... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOTE TO SELF: You're not crazy nor lame.. It's for your future.. FOLLOW IT!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I shall take advantage of the rest of my holidays now..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank yous..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I miss miss you.. HEEEEEHEEEE! =)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;UPDATE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;I love my bestfriend.. cause we talk about pooping! CLICK TO ENLARGE!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sddv09x42FI/AAAAAAAACI8/XRFqeQAV4eM/s1600-h/poop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320844440489220178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sddv09x42FI/AAAAAAAACI8/XRFqeQAV4eM/s320/poop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-2616730104140429828?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/2616730104140429828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=2616730104140429828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2616730104140429828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/2616730104140429828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-that-alright-now.html' title='Is that alright now?'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sddv09x42FI/AAAAAAAACI8/XRFqeQAV4eM/s72-c/poop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4624567956828078067</id><published>2009-04-03T15:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:12:06.282+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I know what I want.. and that's you..</title><content type='html'>GOOD DAY! WAS SUCH A GOOD DAY! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.. lalalalalalala~ ;) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a good day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;! =) =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4624567956828078067?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4624567956828078067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4624567956828078067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4624567956828078067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4624567956828078067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-know-what-i-want-and-thats-you.html' title='I know what I want.. and that&apos;s you..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-7813924331211663690</id><published>2009-04-02T14:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:18:27.075+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope it gives you hell!</title><content type='html'>You know what pisses me off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a promise isnt being made... Obviously, I really want this... But I couldnt get it earlier cause.. yeah.. you gave me the reason.. and I reconsidered.. So you PROMISED that I would get it later on...you asked me to remind you.. I did.. BUT what happened now??? You give me lame excuses!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is why I don't make promises unless I'm 100% certain that I can keep it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And alot of things in my life got messed up cause of promises being broken and then.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise is a word which I hardly use.. And it is SUCH A BIG DEAL for me if I include it in a sentence.. Soo.. If you cant keep it, DONT fucking promise me!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitches..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atleast that'll save me from being disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOL! Sho, coincidence much?? hahah.. =P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7813924331211663690?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7813924331211663690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7813924331211663690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7813924331211663690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7813924331211663690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/04/hope-it-gives-you-hell.html' title='Hope it gives you hell!'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6341673692960844311</id><published>2009-03-26T16:52:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T18:15:41.468Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm going back to the start..</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously happy at the moment.. Even though my birthday ended like 52 minutes ago.. I feel.. content..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming guys!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; for making it extra special! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proper post soon! SORRY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DINESH!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6341673692960844311?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6341673692960844311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6341673692960844311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6341673692960844311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6341673692960844311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-going-back-to-start.html' title='I&apos;m going back to the start..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6564680432580562743</id><published>2009-03-24T02:21:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T07:27:04.867Z</updated><title type='text'>You'll wait for me till I get home..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;PEOPLE! If you don't know what to get me for my birthday.. Have no fear.. cause I have a wishlist! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The VVVVIPs to be with me the whole day (HINT HINT: CARMEN LAURA RACHEL NAJIHAH SHOTARO and YOU!) =P =P&lt;br /&gt;For Carmen, Rachel and the rest who are flying off to freaking be in Brunei for my birthday!!! -_-&lt;br /&gt;An 18th partaaaaay (which I am having so.. check!)&lt;br /&gt;A license to driveeee&lt;br /&gt;Freedommm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that so hard to get? LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OH!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY CHRISTOPHER KANG!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*INSERTS NUMBER*TH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIRTHDAY TO MY DEAREST NINI!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POST ON KL WILL BE UP SOON!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6564680432580562743?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6564680432580562743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6564680432580562743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6564680432580562743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6564680432580562743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/youll-wait-for-me-till-i-get-home.html' title='You&apos;ll wait for me till I get home..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-3741183285307311734</id><published>2009-03-16T11:30:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-16T15:19:14.159Z</updated><title type='text'>Hang on to this moment..</title><content type='html'>I had a verrrryyyyyyyyy fun-filled weekend! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with Friday, shall we? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school the luther and I went out for lunch and stuff.. Went to places.. =) Then at night, MOVIE NIGHT! lol.. I wore my pink PJs.. =D Both movies were.. I dont know.. Not my kinda thing.. but yeah.. it was alright.. I kept falling asleep though.. I think I was asleep most of the time during Sixth Sense? Was so sleepyyy.. And I kept sneezing towards the end! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, went to school bright and early to practice our dance for final assembly.. Was fun.. =) Went home and slept the whole afternoon.. Was supposed to go out with Carmen and all.. But mom told me we were gonna eat out for dinner.. So I told Carmen that I couldnt bother to fight back cause I was too lazy to go out in the first place.. So then.. Chris called and was all.. lets hangout.. and he told me to give reasons to my parents on why I should stay longer at gadong.. lol.. So yeah.. I did say that.. But I dont think they were quite convinced.. So anyway, during dinner Carmen told me that she wanted to meet up with me cause she 'last minutely' decided to go out.. LOL.. Anyway, during dinner, I kept getting texts from carmen and other people.. And I saw Wajdi coming in.. I was like "Oh, maybe he's with family" so.. Anyway, when I was done eating.. I saw Carmen and Laura bringing a cake in and singing happy birthday and I was like.. WHOSE BIRTHDAY IS IT?? IS DANNIE ROY HERE?? =O Then I saw Bai, Kim and Waj.. Then it clicked! They were singing it to me.. LOL.. It was in advanced cause Carmen wont be here on my actual birthday.. SCREW YOU BITCH! I HOPE YOU FEEL BAD FOR THE REST OF YOUR LIFE!!! -_- I was there for you every year and this is how you repay me? pffft.. LOL! Anyway, after the surprise, my parents told them to have dinner and they belanja.. And.. I got to stay out longer! lol.. So, called up the boy to meet up and stuff.. Went to snowice for a bit cause Chris wanted to go.. then.. Went to Red Canopy.. then went to Au Lait.. went home pretty late.. lol.. Carmen decided to sleepover last minutely..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5l_-jsd3I/AAAAAAAACHk/gyyzj83HrBM/s1600-h/DSC01241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313796760142641010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5l_-jsd3I/AAAAAAAACHk/gyyzj83HrBM/s320/DSC01241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5mARHz7lI/AAAAAAAACHs/MYGyb1stuGk/s1600-h/DSC01243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313796765125963346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5mARHz7lI/AAAAAAAACHs/MYGyb1stuGk/s320/DSC01243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5mApEI_jI/AAAAAAAACH0/_1os1h1SsNE/s1600-h/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313796771553017394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5mApEI_jI/AAAAAAAACH0/_1os1h1SsNE/s320/DSC01246.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5mA2CEbOI/AAAAAAAACH8/rTEdw1jzqlg/s1600-h/DSC01247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313796775033990370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5mA2CEbOI/AAAAAAAACH8/rTEdw1jzqlg/s320/DSC01247.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, went to Tasek but we only managed to do like 2 rounds? lol.. Was so fucking exhausted from the night before.. So called Kim up for brunch.. Haha.. Was so tired.. almost slept in Kim's car while waiting for my car then slept in my car on the way home.. Took a power nap and shower cause I had a reunion to go to... Came late.. lol.. was really sleepy so I didnt talk much.. did eat either.. lol.. I got bullied! And and and.. the guys were all, napa tia ko pindik ani? dulu ko yang tinggi sekali! LOL! so true.. I was like the shortest there yesterday I think.. haha.. Anyway, after that met up with si Jepun.. He wanted to get his hair cut.. So I dangani-ed him.. HE LOOKS SO CUTE NOW! Haha.. Hey, it's a compliment okay! =P After that, we went nandemo-ing and dokodemo-ing around! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qAfhHNMI/AAAAAAAACIE/PTYEOZuLbi4/s1600-h/15032009472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313801167036691650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qAfhHNMI/AAAAAAAACIE/PTYEOZuLbi4/s320/15032009472.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;So brown! Lol.. Atleast not orange like someone right? =P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qAkTdoWI/AAAAAAAACIM/tk_WZZoh2IQ/s1600-h/15032009476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313801168321618274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qAkTdoWI/AAAAAAAACIM/tk_WZZoh2IQ/s320/15032009476.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qA0_IldI/AAAAAAAACIU/ogeBIKf2KRc/s1600-h/15032009480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313801172799755730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qA0_IldI/AAAAAAAACIU/ogeBIKf2KRc/s320/15032009480.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qBI3cBDI/AAAAAAAACIc/PQaUnbFf70A/s1600-h/15032009488.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313801178136183858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5qBI3cBDI/AAAAAAAACIc/PQaUnbFf70A/s320/15032009488.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, school.. After, went to makan at Ahan Thai.. I've been wanting to try that restaurant for so long!!! Finally can cross it out of my list.. Lol.. next restaurant.. The Arch! Someone bawa me please? haha.. Anyway, went to places.. heeeeheeeee.. Had fun! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye, people! =) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3741183285307311734?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3741183285307311734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3741183285307311734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3741183285307311734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3741183285307311734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hang-on-to-this-moment.html' title='Hang on to this moment..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Sb5l_-jsd3I/AAAAAAAACHk/gyyzj83HrBM/s72-c/DSC01241.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3764828164894625032</id><published>2009-03-12T11:44:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T12:06:10.642Z</updated><title type='text'>Taylor Swift - "Love Story"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taylor Swift - "Love Story"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were both young when I first saw you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I close my eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And the flashback starts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm standing there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On a balcony in summer air&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the lights&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See the party, the ball gowns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I see you make your way through the crowd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And say hello, little did I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I was crying on the staircase&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Begging you please don't go, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I sneak out to the garden to see you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We keep quiet 'cause we're dead if they knew&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So close your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escape this town for a little while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you were Romeo, I was a scarlet letter&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And my daddy said stay away from Juliet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But you were everything to me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was begging you please don't go and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll be the prince and I'll be the princess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me, they try to tell me how to feel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This love is difficult, but it's real&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't be afraid, we'll make it out of this mess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tired of waiting&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wondering if you were ever coming around&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My faith in you is fading&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When I met you on the outskirts of town, and I said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Romeo save me I've been feeling so alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I keep waiting for you but you never come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Is this in my head? I don't know what to think&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He knelt to the ground and pulled out a ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And said, marry me Juliet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You'll never have to be alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you and that's all I really know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I talked to your dad, go pick out a white dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Cause we were both young when I first saw you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely love love loveeeee this song.. Okay, the lyrics may be so corny and fairytale-ish.. But I LIKE!!!! hahaha.. it's like my 1st most played now! haha.. =) So addicted to it.. Made Naj addicted to it too.. haha.. We've been singing the song the whole day.. heehee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3764828164894625032?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3764828164894625032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3764828164894625032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3764828164894625032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3764828164894625032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/taylor-swift-love-story.html' title='Taylor Swift - &quot;Love Story&quot;'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-3106581366659399582</id><published>2009-03-11T12:25:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:34:02.535Z</updated><title type='text'>You'll never have to be alone..</title><content type='html'>You know what.. (For NO particular reason AT ALL) I just wanna point out that.. I don't care what people think of me anymore.. I give up.. I'm doing things that I want now.. And they can hate me for all I care.. Trust doesn't exist there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, TODAY WAS SUCH A GOOD DAY! =D heehee.. Double Luther! ;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3106581366659399582?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3106581366659399582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3106581366659399582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3106581366659399582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3106581366659399582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/youll-never-have-to-be-alone.html' title='You&apos;ll never have to be alone..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-5899704414131511564</id><published>2009-03-09T13:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-09T14:47:48.495Z</updated><title type='text'>I know you're stunning, absolutely stunning..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Carmen Lee wrote at 10:32pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hayaah8ah8gahash i knoiw&lt;br /&gt;.... 98y imi mcoool&lt;br /&gt;!？ｌｕsleep... 你哦我？？？？&lt;br /&gt;你哦热披露妈妈一同没、，美女噢噢噢噢噢就没没有磨灭 mt jom thinkgs gthink drini!! gut om not 1!!!!&lt;br /&gt;im o!! where3 are u1k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaha where are yuu&lt;br /&gt;!!!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;! i dunoe why the chihnese word is tuenred off.. .hwop??/&lt;br /&gt;help me?/??&lt;br /&gt;im ok.. i mtappta;u pln ihahahahhawhioahOIADSOIHFAKHSHKDAHADSHASHA HAHAHAHAHAHAH' haow&lt;br /&gt;/??????/&lt;br /&gt;.'bjkdmf,x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi carsre my dada marah me&lt;br /&gt;... io no vomiy.. sju dmr ok rghtj???hy my mom will marha me/?/ im cpoool&lt;br /&gt;?/???/?hahahahhaa slswwpe ober gaai!! wnat???&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my bestfriend.. Cause she's &lt;s&gt;stupidly&lt;/s&gt; awesomely stupid.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Salsa session today was uber fun! heehee.. =D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And and and.. I think.... Hmmmm.. =) &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;do you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5899704414131511564?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5899704414131511564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5899704414131511564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5899704414131511564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5899704414131511564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-youre-stunning-absolutely.html' title='I know you&apos;re stunning, absolutely stunning..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-8315957433536334483</id><published>2009-03-07T09:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T10:57:04.928Z</updated><title type='text'>Romeo save me, I've been feeling so alone..</title><content type='html'>so, I'm in the car at the moment.. On the way to Belait.. Feeling bored.. Been reading The Colour Purple.. pretty interesting.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today, I didnt go for Malay.. Whoops? Haha.. Was too lazy.. Plus Naj wasnt going so why bother.. Haha.. we did go out for lunch though with the 2 losers.. =P had fun.. OH OH! The guys wanted to play Mario Go Kart at the arcade right.. And they forced me and naj to play.. But we were like, we dont know how to play, we suck and shit like that..aha.. So then after much persuasion, we ended up playing. And guess who got 1st and 2nd place? Naj and me!!! Hahaha.. Man.. They became sore losers... =P walked around and around and ended up in coffee bean.. Again.. -_- the guys were being luthers.. Checking out my old photos on my itouch.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 645 now. Still in the car.. Wanted to sleep, but dad's not letting me.. Cause it's maghrib.. oh.. Chris' party is tonight... I was so sure that i could go to this one, until i remembered i have to stay the night at KB. =( oh well.. Maybe next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're close to my cousin's place.. So im gonna go now.. Till next time loves~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-8315957433536334483?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/8315957433536334483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=8315957433536334483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8315957433536334483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/8315957433536334483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/romeo-save-me-ive-been-feeling-so-alone.html' title='Romeo save me, I&apos;ve been feeling so alone..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-3644350172943385149</id><published>2009-03-06T12:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T13:19:06.326Z</updated><title type='text'>For the little things..</title><content type='html'>Good day.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School. Lunch. Tennis. Coffee Bean. Bitch sessions! woohoo.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you know.. Thank yous.. ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Kimmy can drive already! He brought me out after school yesterday.. Thanks Kimmy! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SbEguyA-qeI/AAAAAAAACHU/FF5Rfhrkla8/s1600-h/05032009434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310061423718476258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SbEguyA-qeI/AAAAAAAACHU/FF5Rfhrkla8/s320/05032009434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Using the guys' ties&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SbEgziE1BAI/AAAAAAAACHc/fXeFr6pMGPk/s1600-h/05032009430.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310061505338999810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SbEgziE1BAI/AAAAAAAACHc/fXeFr6pMGPk/s320/05032009430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3644350172943385149?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3644350172943385149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3644350172943385149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3644350172943385149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3644350172943385149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-little-things.html' title='For the little things..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SbEguyA-qeI/AAAAAAAACHU/FF5Rfhrkla8/s72-c/05032009434.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3536536463284087253</id><published>2009-03-02T14:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T15:07:55.506Z</updated><title type='text'>Hands on me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;PICTURESSS! =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Saturday, after Malay: waiting for our rides.. -_-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzEZnnFJI/AAAAAAAACG8/VCN_t_lpXe4/s1600-h/28022009403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603842708313234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzEZnnFJI/AAAAAAAACG8/VCN_t_lpXe4/s320/28022009403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Saturday, home: before going out&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavtlQmTO1I/AAAAAAAACFk/xgBUp8ncPTc/s1600-h/DSC01183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308597810152815442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavtlQmTO1I/AAAAAAAACFk/xgBUp8ncPTc/s320/DSC01183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday, after Tasek: Brunch at Aneka Rasa&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzFHDSpqI/AAAAAAAACHM/ktzE5k5-Ays/s1600-h/01032009412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603854904010402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzFHDSpqI/AAAAAAAACHM/ktzE5k5-Ays/s320/01032009412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzEkn9uYI/AAAAAAAACHE/llXeCEJ9tfU/s1600-h/01032009410.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308603845662587266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzEkn9uYI/AAAAAAAACHE/llXeCEJ9tfU/s320/01032009410.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday, after showering&amp;amp;everything: BGIC&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavtlohugvI/AAAAAAAACFs/jY1yMQOT7sA/s1600-h/DSC01195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308597816576082674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavtlohugvI/AAAAAAAACFs/jY1yMQOT7sA/s320/DSC01195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday, before sunset: Muara beach.. (Yes, we were using our smart clothes.. -_-)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Savue22vhqI/AAAAAAAACGU/inKMu_JC4Co/s1600-h/DSC06134+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308598799674869410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/Savue22vhqI/AAAAAAAACGU/inKMu_JC4Co/s320/DSC06134+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavufO2K7nI/AAAAAAAACGc/B4eZl04VVmQ/s1600-h/DSC06136+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308598806114922098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavufO2K7nI/AAAAAAAACGc/B4eZl04VVmQ/s320/DSC06136+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavueDRqVwI/AAAAAAAACGM/sN26ww-7E5U/s1600-h/DSC06131+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308598785829132034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavueDRqVwI/AAAAAAAACGM/sN26ww-7E5U/s320/DSC06131+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavtmLTyyEI/AAAAAAAACF0/hn4eloLHPUg/s1600-h/DSC06153+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308597825912883266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavtmLTyyEI/AAAAAAAACF0/hn4eloLHPUg/s320/DSC06153+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavwWEXNLtI/AAAAAAAACGk/D1getXm6kqo/s1600-h/DSC06152+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308600847705124562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavwWEXNLtI/AAAAAAAACGk/D1getXm6kqo/s320/DSC06152+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavwWI9QhTI/AAAAAAAACGs/sUUg7vJw3CQ/s1600-h/DSC06159+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308600848938468658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavwWI9QhTI/AAAAAAAACGs/sUUg7vJw3CQ/s320/DSC06159+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavudcZcOZI/AAAAAAAACGE/vfB_IPB6e-o/s1600-h/DSC06168+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308598775392778642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavudcZcOZI/AAAAAAAACGE/vfB_IPB6e-o/s320/DSC06168+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavucQOki0I/AAAAAAAACF8/fGag1Lx_VW0/s1600-h/DSC06161+(Large).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308598754946091842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavucQOki0I/AAAAAAAACF8/fGag1Lx_VW0/s320/DSC06161+(Large).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Sunday night, after beach: Mid parting.. =)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavwWrxGHbI/AAAAAAAACG0/WJduhTapITA/s1600-h/DSC01205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308600858282696114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavwWrxGHbI/AAAAAAAACG0/WJduhTapITA/s320/DSC01205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's back from NY annddd.. She bought me stufffffff... =D Sayaaaaang mummy.. hehe..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3536536463284087253?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3536536463284087253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3536536463284087253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3536536463284087253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3536536463284087253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/hands-on-me.html' title='Hands on me..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SavzEZnnFJI/AAAAAAAACG8/VCN_t_lpXe4/s72-c/28022009403.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3926848680869321403</id><published>2009-03-01T14:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-01T14:39:16.601Z</updated><title type='text'>the only thing I ask...</title><content type='html'>So, my weekend consisted of......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BGIC, good company, acting, bitching sessions, having to find a ride at the last minute, learning something new, pigging out, hanging out, bitching sessions, good company, tasek, food, sweat, laughing till my cheeks and tummy hurt, good company, exhaustion, being in a car majority of the time, beach, gstrings, A LOOOOOOT of funn.. oh.. and did I mention good company? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures up soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3926848680869321403?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3926848680869321403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3926848680869321403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3926848680869321403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3926848680869321403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/03/only-thing-i-ask.html' title='the only thing I ask...'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-4594788800776980670</id><published>2009-02-27T11:28:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-27T12:01:51.692Z</updated><title type='text'>I can feel your halo..</title><content type='html'>So.. Today was a good day.. =) The girls and I wore our baju kurongs today.. No pictures though.. =( Oh well.. I handed in my last DT IA today!!! Ooooooooooooooooh yeaaaaaaaah.. haha.. I panicked early in the morning though cause I left my pendrive at home.. that was like.. IB's worst scenario or something.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! Look what I did in English today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafP_cJOPWI/AAAAAAAACE8/wI2hCQZZR_Y/s1600-h/27022009379.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307439374673001826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafP_cJOPWI/AAAAAAAACE8/wI2hCQZZR_Y/s320/27022009379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innit purrrrdyyyy? hahaha.. I thought of it yesterday in Maths.. cause I got so sick of looking at the time.. Seriously, it moved sooo slow.. So yes.. I ended up doing that with a smiley face.. Cause it prevents me from looking at the time and I always end up smiling and forget about the time.. Smart innit? =P haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.. Because I was soooo busy today, I forgot to tell my brother what time to pick me up.. So.... I had to wait at school till 1:45pm.. =( It's cool though cause I had company till 1:15 and BGIC people to look at after.. haha.. So went home.. Got an hour's rest.. and off I went to tennis! I thought I was late and I felt so bad.. BUTTTT.. Someone else came later than I did.. due to what? A flood that reached the.. 9th floor issit? And some big tiger or some shit like that.. HAHA.. so.. I had to wait.. -_- What do I do when I'm bored waiting??......... &lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;My bangs panjang sudaaah.. Can't be bothered to get it cut every month.. Might just let it grow now.. haha..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSnHhdkvI/AAAAAAAACFc/2Rjs32e-6uI/s1600-h/27022009393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307442255355548402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSnHhdkvI/AAAAAAAACFc/2Rjs32e-6uI/s320/27022009393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I'm a Nike person.. screw adidas.. hahahaha.. I kid waaah.. =P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSm79M6bI/AAAAAAAACFU/ScVvKOkU1Iw/s1600-h/27022009390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307442252250671538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSm79M6bI/AAAAAAAACFU/ScVvKOkU1Iw/s320/27022009390.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSmlSZWdI/AAAAAAAACFM/6635T5Dkjkk/s1600-h/27022009384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307442246165551570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSmlSZWdI/AAAAAAAACFM/6635T5Dkjkk/s320/27022009384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSmri2vBI/AAAAAAAACFE/bPRI2U4DPCk/s1600-h/27022009388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307442247845198866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafSmri2vBI/AAAAAAAACFE/bPRI2U4DPCk/s320/27022009388.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, tennis.. I thought I've forgotten everything butttt.. I was actually pretty good! Hahah.. Proud ku yoooo.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. My dad brought me out after that.. I actually had fun being with my dad alone.. Like we went grocery shopping first.. then we went to makan.. And we had like these cool conversations.. Which usually I never listen to.. But this time, I actually did.. and it was very interesting.. Made me realise how much I love my family.. =) I love these bonding moments.. haha.. Like the ride home was filled with smart and interesting conversations with my dad.. I love it.. I think my dad's finally realising that I'm.. *gasp* no longer a kid.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling rather headachey at the moment.. So will go off nowwww.. Loves~ =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4594788800776980670?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4594788800776980670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4594788800776980670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4594788800776980670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4594788800776980670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-feel-your-halo.html' title='I can feel your halo..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SafP_cJOPWI/AAAAAAAACE8/wI2hCQZZR_Y/s72-c/27022009379.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-1078275248017395083</id><published>2009-02-26T10:26:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-26T10:41:25.513Z</updated><title type='text'>As a matter of fact..</title><content type='html'>All I can say is that.. no one can be trusted nowadays.. I learned from my mistake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't believe you.. You know how I felt about her but you still went for it.. This just confirmed all the things that I thought was possible eventhough you told me otherwise.. You actually made me feel bad for suspecting that about you.. BUT HEY, it's TRUE! I guess that's why I was so paranoid towards the end cause I already knew it.. And now I've got proof..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I also believe in Karma now.. do you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1078275248017395083?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1078275248017395083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1078275248017395083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1078275248017395083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1078275248017395083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/as-matter-of-fact.html' title='As a matter of fact..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-458628591994385987</id><published>2009-02-25T10:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-25T12:16:36.332Z</updated><title type='text'>And if you don't believe me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I cant..&lt;br /&gt;I cant..&lt;br /&gt;I cant..&lt;br /&gt;I want to..&lt;br /&gt;But I cant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine.. Until... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How..?? Why..??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't do it.. I thought I could.. But.. I'm weak.. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;Stop doing this to me.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EDIT!! [8:12 PM]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered I took this picture today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chris S', Aiman's, mine, Sho's and Rajeev's..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaU2JOruKLI/AAAAAAAACE0/Caxx0INq4XM/s1600-h/25022009370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306707268114196658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaU2JOruKLI/AAAAAAAACE0/Caxx0INq4XM/s320/25022009370.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a wonder how I came late to English today.. hahaha.. =P And.. I laughed so hard reading the first page of The Colour Purple.. Gosh.. So immature of me.. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-458628591994385987?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/458628591994385987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=458628591994385987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/458628591994385987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/458628591994385987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-if-you-dont-believe-me.html' title='And if you don&apos;t believe me...'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaU2JOruKLI/AAAAAAAACE0/Caxx0INq4XM/s72-c/25022009370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-5427276029538533154</id><published>2009-02-22T17:06:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-02-23T11:27:34.391Z</updated><title type='text'>I'm stripped down torn up about it</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;In bed I lay, with nothing but your T-shirt on.&lt;br /&gt;oh, with nothing but your T-shirt on. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Exchanging watches ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ7EWXWgVI/AAAAAAAACD8/35af4hfRSgU/s1600-h/DSC01150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305938625649082706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ7EWXWgVI/AAAAAAAACD8/35af4hfRSgU/s320/DSC01150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was such a good day! Spent the entire day with the lovely girlfriends.. =D Went to Tasek Lama with the girls.. Jogged for a couple of rounds.. Then went to up the hill.. What scared the shit out of us was when a bunch of monkeys were approaching us and I'm all shit shit shit LAURA! DONT LEAVE ME! DONT LEAVE ME! DONT LEAVE ME! lol.. We jogged once more after reaching the bottom.. oh oh.. We came across a biawak while walking past the bridge.. and it freaking scared us.. hahah.. We did so much more than last week.. Haha.. After thaaaat.. We WALKED from Tasek Lama to Yayasan! Under the hot blazing sun.. Mind you, it was at 12! So now, we're all red from being sunburned.. My face feels so padih at the moment.. =( It was so much fun though.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ1X0abXKI/AAAAAAAACDU/51aVEoDpZmo/s1600-h/22022009356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305932363062795426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ1X0abXKI/AAAAAAAACDU/51aVEoDpZmo/s320/22022009356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ3OoCJn9I/AAAAAAAACDk/QOV9l8kZeMU/s1600-h/22022009358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305934404144177106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ3OoCJn9I/AAAAAAAACDk/QOV9l8kZeMU/s320/22022009358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ3Ok7aKgI/AAAAAAAACDc/8fKTgq-nlhE/s1600-h/22022009357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305934403310594562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ3Ok7aKgI/AAAAAAAACDc/8fKTgq-nlhE/s320/22022009357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ5RorS86I/AAAAAAAACDs/UnN3Qq8tl2o/s1600-h/22022009361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305936654879617954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ5RorS86I/AAAAAAAACDs/UnN3Qq8tl2o/s320/22022009361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, went home and had a heavy lunch.. -_- hahaha.. Played DDR! and other Wii games.. The girls followed to send off my mummy to the airport and we slept in the car.. shows how sleepy we were.. then last minutely, we decided to go out.. We chilled at Chill! (WHOAH WHOAH WHOAH!) haha.. And we're like.. hmmmm.. why do people like hanging out here ah? haha.. So after more than an hour.. We left.. And we walked from mall to centerpoint and back again.. AND back again.. We were so freaking jobless.. There was this one time where we had these 'stalkers' who followed us from centerpoint to mall then back to centerpoint.. So far.. -_- so we met up with one of our guy friends to get rid of them.. And we thought we succeeded.. Theeeen.. when we wanted to walk to TK, their car just passed right infront of us! shit! -_- hahaha.. So, we decided to bullshit our way out.. LOL! =D Spent about half an hour at TK then left.. Haha.. We did soooooo much walking for that day.. My legs hurt like shit now.. -_- I came home past midnight again, and no one asked me to come home right away.. hahaha.. I love it.. =D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ5RrkakHI/AAAAAAAACD0/rjfNYYW4ZdI/s1600-h/22022009364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305936655656063090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ5RrkakHI/AAAAAAAACD0/rjfNYYW4ZdI/s320/22022009364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ7Er4XJoI/AAAAAAAACEE/wdGVq7Xd25o/s1600-h/DSC01156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305938631424681602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ7Er4XJoI/AAAAAAAACEE/wdGVq7Xd25o/s320/DSC01156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ8uo5aMGI/AAAAAAAACEM/YiLmt5OAMDk/s1600-h/DSC01159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305940451689902178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ8uo5aMGI/AAAAAAAACEM/YiLmt5OAMDk/s320/DSC01159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Chilling.. HAHAHA! GEDDIT?? GEDDIT?? "Chill"-ing?? HAHAHA.. hmm.. -_-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ8u5qDtDI/AAAAAAAACEU/qeeqb8vU8Ek/s1600-h/DSC01165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305940456188916786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ8u5qDtDI/AAAAAAAACEU/qeeqb8vU8Ek/s320/DSC01165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;TK-ing at midnight&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaKGKWXxYEI/AAAAAAAACEc/9Cq675yoe0o/s1600-h/DSC01170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305950823357964354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaKGKWXxYEI/AAAAAAAACEc/9Cq675yoe0o/s320/DSC01170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaKGKq98p0I/AAAAAAAACEk/0sjsv_t1Npo/s1600-h/DSC01171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305950828886796098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaKGKq98p0I/AAAAAAAACEk/0sjsv_t1Npo/s320/DSC01171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ended up sleeping in the car..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaKGK-03sUI/AAAAAAAACEs/hDifkXzrAt0/s1600-h/DSC01174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305950834217431362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaKGK-03sUI/AAAAAAAACEs/hDifkXzrAt0/s320/DSC01174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome weekend! Thanks girls~ =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 25th NATIONAL DAY BTW! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5427276029538533154?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5427276029538533154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5427276029538533154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5427276029538533154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5427276029538533154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-stripped-down-torn-up-about-it.html' title='I&apos;m stripped down torn up about it'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SaJ7EWXWgVI/AAAAAAAACD8/35af4hfRSgU/s72-c/DSC01150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3600131060022342545</id><published>2009-02-21T04:55:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-21T05:48:42.986Z</updated><title type='text'>Time flies when.........</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG OMG OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My birthday's roughly in a month time..&lt;br /&gt;Our last assembly/last day of school is in 2 months time..&lt;br /&gt;Our last exam is in 3 months time..&lt;br /&gt;Our graduation is in 4 months time..&lt;br /&gt;Our results come out in 5 months time..&lt;br /&gt;Our....*inserts something that'll happen*.. in 6 months time..&lt;br /&gt;We're leaving (UK students, hopefully) in 7 months time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIIIT! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY RAUDHAAAAH!!!!!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raudhah who is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;My BGIC VI helper buddy!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox_ejZYI/AAAAAAAACCc/LBA5G4j15wU/s1600-h/n509626843_709145_3706.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305115875570050434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox_ejZYI/AAAAAAAACCc/LBA5G4j15wU/s320/n509626843_709145_3706.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My KK shopping buddy! (besides Naj)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-OyO9IgII/AAAAAAAACC0/p6dDzS-YLGo/s1600-h/DSC02205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305115879724843138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-OyO9IgII/AAAAAAAACC0/p6dDzS-YLGo/s320/DSC02205.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My Amazing Race team mate!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-OyCh69aI/AAAAAAAACC8/900ijGxXmiI/s1600-h/amazingrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305115876389483938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-OyCh69aI/AAAAAAAACC8/900ijGxXmiI/s320/amazingrace.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My 'scaring-kids-in-Haunted-house' partner!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox0oN3ZI/AAAAAAAACCs/PJF91xMsG2A/s1600-h/DSC03339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305115872657792402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox0oN3ZI/AAAAAAAACCs/PJF91xMsG2A/s320/DSC03339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My person to look at when singing the 'atitude' part in HMS Pinafore!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox0QimwI/AAAAAAAACCk/VsoAR-xOvm8/s1600-h/DSC03684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305115872558488322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox0QimwI/AAAAAAAACCk/VsoAR-xOvm8/s320/DSC03684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;My TOK presentation partner..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-TgU7MKhI/AAAAAAAACDE/h4DNROhnTI4/s1600-h/111215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305121069647800850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-TgU7MKhI/AAAAAAAACDE/h4DNROhnTI4/s320/111215.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, she's also my ITGS girl, my listening ear, my shoulder to cry on, my annoying friend who keeps asking ridiculous questions about herself, my favourite girl in school to annoy (besides Naj), my over-reacting friend and so much more.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eventhough you don't read my blog.. but.... I LOVE YOU DHAH! ♥ =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;center&gt;You're my favourite girl singer =)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-TgYCoyRI/AAAAAAAACDM/EH_S42ys32c/s1600-h/n732856638_677386_4759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305121070484343058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-TgYCoyRI/AAAAAAAACDM/EH_S42ys32c/s320/n732856638_677386_4759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3600131060022342545?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3600131060022342545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3600131060022342545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3600131060022342545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3600131060022342545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/time-flies-when.html' title='Time flies when.........'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ-Ox_ejZYI/AAAAAAAACCc/LBA5G4j15wU/s72-c/n509626843_709145_3706.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-4198854281649221725</id><published>2009-02-20T07:15:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-20T11:25:32.699Z</updated><title type='text'>All the single ladies! =D</title><content type='html'>I love Ali Lohan's All The Way Around.. (I DONT CARE WHAT YOU THINK... GO AWAY! lol..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. Kim wants me to blog but I don't know what to blog about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. I've been having pretty good days lately.. =) IAs almost done... IB's almost done... My birthday's near.. and my life's starting to pick up again.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH.. I had a fun few days.. Been having a nice mother&amp;amp;daughter bonding lately after school.. We go out to eat then we go shopping then I try to convince her to let me learn driving right after my birthday.. but I always end up giving up.. pfft.. haha.. Oh.. yesterday I went to BIBD to watch them MDians play netball.. I didn't play cause they all (well, the girls lah) played so well and I felt intimidated.. haha.. but yeah.. Hmm.. today was a good day too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY FAUZIIIIIIIIIII!!! =D BASAR SUDAH EHHHH.. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit: I just remembered that it's our DT teacher's birthday too today.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;So HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO HIM TOO! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got podji a cake.. teeheee.. hmm.. English was productive (not!).. James came up with this bet.. like.. IB grade predictions and shit.. haha.. DT was fun.. We were building our bridge model.. and I was being spontaneous with mine.. It wasnt in any of my initial design sketches.. lol.. IT was fun too.. I got to interview Ms. Thess about my website.. heehee.. Fun day lah basically.. =D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ5oTh8df4I/AAAAAAAACCI/7LM-Mb_PXAc/s1600-h/20022009329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304792095827787650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ5oTh8df4I/AAAAAAAACCI/7LM-Mb_PXAc/s320/20022009329.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ5oTx1HSJI/AAAAAAAACCQ/Dmgv0m3Mbbw/s1600-h/20022009333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304792100091938962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ5oTx1HSJI/AAAAAAAACCQ/Dmgv0m3Mbbw/s320/20022009333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee.. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-4198854281649221725?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/4198854281649221725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=4198854281649221725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4198854281649221725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/4198854281649221725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-single-ladies-d.html' title='All the single ladies! =D'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZ5oTh8df4I/AAAAAAAACCI/7LM-Mb_PXAc/s72-c/20022009329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-956318162675319273</id><published>2009-02-17T15:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T15:41:20.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Just to figure out....</title><content type='html'>OOOOOOOOOOOH SHIET..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I did it again.. Damn it! -_-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. I may seem pretty jobless updating the blog regularly.. but believe me, I've been doing work! ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-956318162675319273?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/956318162675319273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=956318162675319273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/956318162675319273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/956318162675319273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-to-figure-out.html' title='Just to figure out....'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6183100832102616282</id><published>2009-02-17T10:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T10:37:38.461Z</updated><title type='text'>All the way around..</title><content type='html'>Today I actually brought myself to check up on something that I've been avoiding for weeks.. And guess what? I'm alright.. =) It was hard.. But knowing that it has not affected me is such a relief.. I guess a month was all I needed.. I'm ready now.. =) I'm a believer again.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for being rather vague.. lol.. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6183100832102616282?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6183100832102616282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6183100832102616282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6183100832102616282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6183100832102616282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/all-way-around.html' title='All the way around..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-7138391130204342768</id><published>2009-02-16T10:09:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-16T10:29:47.354Z</updated><title type='text'>and you give yourself away..</title><content type='html'>Im outside right now.. Appreciating mother nature at its best.. My brother just came back from work and saw me.. I told him the exact same thing.. And he was all.. Bullshit! hahah.. Actually, even I don't believe it.. I just find it really relaxing.. Sigh.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I felt so totally dead in school today.. Like.. Walking was such a bitch.. My body was sooo weak.. -_- My eyes and brain failed me today.. I was listening but I couldn't grasp anything that was being taught.. pfft.. useless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mummy playfully smacked me in the head with this book she was reading just now.. I don't remember why though.. I think it's cause I made a witty comment or some sort.. And I'm like.. holy shit (in my head lah) and said.. mum.. you trying to knock knowledge outta my head? If I don't get 30 points then you'll know.. haha.. and she replied with "actually, I'm trying to knock knowledge INTO your head so you'd get 40 points" -_- haha.. My head hurt like fuck after that.. She massaged my head for me.. I love my mummy.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, my mum's been really... cool? lately.. She's asking stuff about my personal life in which she seemed really interested in.. And I wasn't afraid to tell her these stuff.. She used to go all haywire when she finds out that I fancy a guy or something.. But now she's all understanding.. which I still find weird.. but whatever~ Mummy ku cool.. =) haha.. And also, when I go out, she doesn't call me at night anymore asking me to come home.. Like, I've been coming home past midnight for the past few weekends and she doesn't mind.. haha.. MUMMY KU COOL! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that's enough of &lt;em&gt;why my mum is so cool&lt;/em&gt; for today.. I need a shower now.. I stink.. =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7138391130204342768?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7138391130204342768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7138391130204342768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7138391130204342768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7138391130204342768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-you-give-yourself-away.html' title='and you give yourself away..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-703098832859505702</id><published>2009-02-15T05:29:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-15T06:44:08.623Z</updated><title type='text'>Ini tangan ku, untuk kau genggam..</title><content type='html'>HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an awesome Saturday niight~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and Carmen baked cupcakes for Valentine's Day.. Gave them to Bai, Kim and Waj.. our.. dates..? maybe? haha.. We were lateee~ But it's cool.. Met the guys up infront of Coffee Bean and off we went to Kiulap in Bai's car (YES, BAI CAN DRIVE NOW!! AWESOMENESS =D) looking for a place to eat.. The first two restaurants we went to were packed! -_- and so we ended up in Seri Kandi (sp?) at 9.. -_- lol.. Them boys got us chocolates and roses.. So sweeeeet.. =) heehee.. The restaurant provided us with roses too.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZermye4K1I/AAAAAAAACAQ/fDSmug_IdOw/s1600-h/DSC01076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302895769126710098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZermye4K1I/AAAAAAAACAQ/fDSmug_IdOw/s320/DSC01076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZernaMgc7I/AAAAAAAACAY/0X3TmlOXF20/s1600-h/DSC01085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302895779787076530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZernaMgc7I/AAAAAAAACAY/0X3TmlOXF20/s320/DSC01085.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZernrVMj5I/AAAAAAAACAg/-cnEw-B_7WY/s1600-h/DSC01090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302895784386924434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZernrVMj5I/AAAAAAAACAg/-cnEw-B_7WY/s320/DSC01090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZernxnoalI/AAAAAAAACAo/ucE28BRYJyg/s1600-h/DSC01094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302895786074860114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZernxnoalI/AAAAAAAACAo/ucE28BRYJyg/s320/DSC01094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeroEaTDmI/AAAAAAAACAw/HL2OF4_oYrM/s1600-h/DSC01098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302895791119208034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeroEaTDmI/AAAAAAAACAw/HL2OF4_oYrM/s320/DSC01098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu6U4XV8I/AAAAAAAACA4/GhlvIOcthYA/s1600-h/DSC01101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899403312814018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu6U4XV8I/AAAAAAAACA4/GhlvIOcthYA/s320/DSC01101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu6tHgQcI/AAAAAAAACBA/dRs6I4CG0vs/s1600-h/DSC01102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899409818763714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu6tHgQcI/AAAAAAAACBA/dRs6I4CG0vs/s320/DSC01102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu6xsSK4I/AAAAAAAACBI/iQWfDFM7hVQ/s1600-h/DSC01112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899411046771586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu6xsSK4I/AAAAAAAACBI/iQWfDFM7hVQ/s320/DSC01112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu7JC9UwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/0tevwoG6PY4/s1600-h/DSC01119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899417315889922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu7JC9UwI/AAAAAAAACBQ/0tevwoG6PY4/s320/DSC01119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu7rq6LFI/AAAAAAAACBY/wFPtMx_1bmk/s1600-h/DSC01123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302899426610261074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZeu7rq6LFI/AAAAAAAACBY/wFPtMx_1bmk/s320/DSC01123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah.. After dinner we ended up at the mall after hours and didnt know what to do.. so we 'roamed' around gadong and stopped by Coffee Zone where I met Chris and Ayeshah! =D heehee.. so yeah.. was getting late and we had to stop by Laura's so we left at around 11.. Arrived at Laura's at 1130.. Poor girl's sick.. She was supposed to join us.. but oh well.. we received roses again! So like.. We got 3 roses each.. heehee.. =D Stayed at Laura's for a bit.. and we felt dead tired.. Came home and slept.. aha.. Carmen and I call it our..'Anti'-Valentine's Day.. haha.. whatever lah.. I had funn.. =) Thanks guys~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4VdwJTfI/AAAAAAAACB4/e-_zzpe0lV0/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4VdwJTfI/AAAAAAAACB4/e-_zzpe0lV0/s320/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302909765155376626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4VjK-duI/AAAAAAAACCA/THDzU-MM01A/s1600-h/DSC01144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4VjK-duI/AAAAAAAACCA/THDzU-MM01A/s320/DSC01144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302909766610089698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, just morning.. Carmen and I went for a jog at the stadium's track and field place.. We felt so fucking sleepy.. So we didnt manage to do much.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4U78h3dI/AAAAAAAACBg/2PwerJUl6u8/s1600-h/15022009305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4U78h3dI/AAAAAAAACBg/2PwerJUl6u8/s320/15022009305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302909756080512466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4U_PRESI/AAAAAAAACBo/yUhO0EvxveA/s1600-h/15022009307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4U_PRESI/AAAAAAAACBo/yUhO0EvxveA/s320/15022009307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302909756964409634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4VLsp_oI/AAAAAAAACBw/gZPo78kigFA/s1600-h/15022009312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZe4VLsp_oI/AAAAAAAACBw/gZPo78kigFA/s320/15022009312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302909760308903554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-703098832859505702?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/703098832859505702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=703098832859505702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/703098832859505702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/703098832859505702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/ini-tangan-ku-untuk-kau-genggam.html' title='Ini tangan ku, untuk kau genggam..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SZermye4K1I/AAAAAAAACAQ/fDSmug_IdOw/s72-c/DSC01076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-1617790436577469435</id><published>2009-02-13T16:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:54:34.827Z</updated><title type='text'>Why'd you leave?</title><content type='html'>I still cannot believe how all this happened oh so fast..... In a blink of an eye.. One night.. Just one night.. and it went from everything to nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was alright.. I guess not.. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I'm not gonna cry......... ='(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss you booboo.. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1617790436577469435?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1617790436577469435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1617790436577469435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1617790436577469435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1617790436577469435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/whyd-you-leave.html' title='Why&apos;d you leave?'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-9162409524830400939</id><published>2009-02-13T12:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-13T12:35:24.625Z</updated><title type='text'>You're still my sunset-set-set-set</title><content type='html'>You know how you feel when you look at those pictures of couples who've been together for years and they still look happy? I just went through my friend's facebook profile and saw a photo of her and her boyfriend.. I hooked them up like.. in 2005 and they're still an item! Sweet.. =) If I weren't so.. blah.. I think I wouldve had that with someone.. But OH WELLS.. All good things come to an end.. HAHA! EMO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. Okay, maybe this Valentines Day thingy is getting to me.. I mean, over the years, the day has given me loads of shit.. both good shit and bad shit.. A whole load of history with this one particular person on V'day since 2004..? Just three years ago, valentines day was the best day of life.. two years ago I hated it like shit till I actually asked my parents to get plane tickets to Melbourne for the 14th of February so that I didn't have to be in Brunei on that day.. and blah.. I don't know lah.. It just.. gets to me sometimes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, cause I have my &lt;em&gt;magic beans&lt;/em&gt;.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving Sheila to bits by the way.. &amp;hearts;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-9162409524830400939?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/9162409524830400939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=9162409524830400939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/9162409524830400939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/9162409524830400939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/youre-still-my-sunset-set-set-set.html' title='You&apos;re still my sunset-set-set-set'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6323836594412683459</id><published>2009-02-11T09:53:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T15:33:34.584Z</updated><title type='text'>This is the way you left me..</title><content type='html'>Before I start off today's post, I just wanna say that, please don't hate me after reading this.. I know what I did was wrong! I haven't quite forgiven myself yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just about more than a year ago, I used to make a guy cheat on his girlfriend.. Well, I didn't force him to do so.. But me layan-ing him encouraged him to do it.. I was naive.. He convinced me that it was okay cause she wouldnt care and she didnt love him.. So I.. 'pursued' him.. He fell for me and I was already on the verge of falling for him.. It took me about over a month to realise what I was doing was wrong.. It's okay.. You can judge me cause I'm judging myself.. So anyway, after realising what I was doing, I decided to let him go eventhough I liked him alot cause I knew that it was wrong.. I kept thinking like, what if I were in her shoes? That'd be so fucking painful.. I realised I could never do that to any girl.. It was hard for me but it was the right thing to do.. I never told my friends about this.. cause I didnt want them to judge.. I wish I did though cause I needed someone to tell me that it was wrong.. but oh well.. What to do.. A friend of mine was in the same position, I told him to stop before he could do any more damage to the girl's relationship.. Told him if it was meant to be, they'd end up together in the near future.. He didn't listen though.. It took him ageeees to end it.. When he did, it hurt him so fucking bad cause they were already deeply involved with each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, just recently, I got the.. 'opportunity' to do this again.. But once I realised what I was getting into and before falling in too deep again, I stopped! Letting the first guy go was shit.. I dont wanna do the same thing anymore.. He made me fall for him but he knew for a fact that I could never have him.. Can you say cruel? Im not doing this again.. Im learning from my mistake.. Its done.. Mark my words boys and girls, cause I sure as hell am not that kind of girl.. and hey, this just made me realise that all guys are alike.. No exceptions.. Thats just the same with all girls being a... &lt;em&gt;bitch&lt;/em&gt;? haha.. Girls, learn from my mistake cause its such a shitty thing to do to each other.. Us girls need to stick together yo! haha.. And guys, don't be so foolish as to break up with your girlfriend for some other girl.. DONT, I tell you! -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To either one of you, if you happen to stumble upon my blog one day, I'm sorry.. this never should have happened.. and sorry if I ruined your relationships.. I'm done now.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Remember, Kau dan aku.. =') sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6323836594412683459?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6323836594412683459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6323836594412683459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6323836594412683459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6323836594412683459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-way-you-left-me.html' title='This is the way you left me..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6231631680857064550</id><published>2009-02-08T13:00:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T09:41:46.643Z</updated><title type='text'>The pieces are slowly putting themselves together..</title><content type='html'>I am soooo loving life once again.. Haha.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was such a good day.. Went out with the brothers and dad for lunch.. Then we went around searching for a cat.. and saw this Japanese breed or something.. It was soooo lawaaaaaa... The fur.. OMG.. too bad it wasnt for sale.. And the flat nosed cats looked kinda weird.. But I loveee the bulu.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to pick up Carmen from MD after that.. We went gift hunting for Laura's '18 things'.. Aha.. We had to rush though cause it was getting late and we had to go home to get ready for Laura's birthday dinner.. Boy, were we lateeee.. haha.. but wait.. that just added to the plan... the plan where we didn't care about her birthday.. We even gave her a card with only 2 bucks in it.. Can you say cheap??? hahaha.. man.. her expression when she opened the card was so.. ooo.. kaaay..? haha.. We were even kinda bitchy to her.. Dinner was really great though.. Had loads of fun.. taking pictures, meeting everyone.. Meeting &lt;i&gt;someone&lt;/i&gt; *cough*.. haha.. Couldnt stop blushing.. damnn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after dinner was the surprise.. the initial plan was that me and Carmen suprise Laura at her house after Laura goes home.. But last minutely, Carmen asks if we should ask Bai, Kim and Waj to join since it'll be more fun that way.. haha.. So yeah.. We wanted to wait for Laura to go home.. But then, last minutely AGAIN.. I was all.. OH! MAYBE WE SHOULD BE THERE BEFORE LAURA GOES HOME! So we decided to leave Laura on her own.. and ran like shit to Kim's car.. haha.. We were all nervous and excited and panicky! haha.. Arrived at Laura's place and the dogs started barking like maddd! haha.. Carmen was all jumpy.. haha.. And like, I was sooo scared that Laura would arrive like any second.. so we rushed to Laura's room.. got things ready and waited for Laura to come to lit the candles.. But thennnn.. stupid airconditioner blew the candles and left laura with only one candle.. So yeah, we turned off the lights and stood infront of the door.. So when Laura came in, we screamed surpriiiiise! and she was surprised! hahaha.. and her expression.. was.. omg.. hahaha.. I was recording..but then I got too excited and accidentally stopped recording just when Laura came in.. I was like.. SHIT! hahaha.. But oh well, it was a success.. =D She was shaking and was all.. I DONT WANNA CRY! hahaha.. So yeah.. We had cake and stayed at her place till the last second of her birthday.. ahah.. Shows how much we loooove herrr.. heehee.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carmen sleptover last night.. Was so freaking tired.. But we managed to play DDR and some shooting game.. aha.. Carmen was all.. dont sleep lah.. but couldnt tahan.. had to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we last minutely decided to watch Bride Wars.. Laura was kinda lazy to go at first but I was all.. how can you do this to us? we gave you a surpriseeee! hahaha.. but yeah.. it was just us 3 to the movies.. the movie was gooooood and we smuggled in McD.. hahah.. Towards the end of the movie, it was so sad.. I was trying not to cry but I saw that Carmen and Laura were crying so I had to cry.. lol.. Went to Snow Ice after that and played Jenga Truth or Dare.. wasnt fun so we stopped.. aha.. Was a good day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and! after I came home riight.. Arif told me that dad wanted to see me and I was all.. shit.. cause Arif was like.. I think you're in trouble.. And I was thinking it was cause I came home after maghrib.. So I went up and saw that daddy got us a new cat!!!!! =D Her name's Sheila..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_vC8ZyYzI/AAAAAAAAB_o/1x7DseAI2_k/s1600-h/09022009271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300718120291427122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_vC8ZyYzI/AAAAAAAAB_o/1x7DseAI2_k/s320/09022009271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picturessss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_1WMf8HrI/AAAAAAAAB_w/I47ugRkarUs/s1600-h/DSC01003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300725048099479218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_1WMf8HrI/AAAAAAAAB_w/I47ugRkarUs/s320/DSC01003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_1WR9dcII/AAAAAAAAB_4/AiqYMnPfCfk/s1600-h/DSC01044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300725049565474946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_1WR9dcII/AAAAAAAAB_4/AiqYMnPfCfk/s320/DSC01044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_3rrQpeoI/AAAAAAAACAI/CwDYNpcx9ao/s1600-h/DSC03904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300727616157350530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_3rrQpeoI/AAAAAAAACAI/CwDYNpcx9ao/s320/DSC03904.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_3rRkVqZI/AAAAAAAACAA/ZGPFWSJu30g/s1600-h/n732112872_2116720_9732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300727609260616082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_3rRkVqZI/AAAAAAAACAA/ZGPFWSJu30g/s320/n732112872_2116720_9732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=73979&amp;amp;id=513140582"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1770371&amp;amp;id=513140582&amp;amp;ref=mf#/album.php?aid=89924&amp;amp;id=732112872"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next weekend! If yknow what I mean.. ;) *looks at Laura and Carmen*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6231631680857064550?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6231631680857064550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6231631680857064550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6231631680857064550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6231631680857064550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/pieces-are-slowly-putting-themselves.html' title='The pieces are slowly putting themselves together..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY_vC8ZyYzI/AAAAAAAAB_o/1x7DseAI2_k/s72-c/09022009271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-5031827612292770725</id><published>2009-02-07T02:32:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-02-07T03:55:10.776Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Laura!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;btw what did you get me? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i bet you haven gotten aything yet lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHAHAHAHHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;bah nvm... we'll see.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you know me so well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;ahhahahhahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahaha nvm i'll tell you what i want! HAHAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;apa eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i want this pumps from CK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;lawaaa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;new arrival lagi tuu hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wth mann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cannot buy shoes ehhh.. i dont want you to 'walk away' from me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;carmen just told me bout it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;stupid carmen~ but i want shoes how? i no new year shoes LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hahahah demanding eh xp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;awehhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;anything else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;new year abis oredi whattt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;no need shoes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;not yet.. abis on mondayy hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;err.. i dont have a new pencil case.. heex)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;oookaaaaay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;and.... mayb the hair cream.. for steaming the hair? hahahaha apakn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;which one issat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i dont know.. ask carmen.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i want a surprise HAHAAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;you WANT a surprise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;HAHAAHAHAH yes! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Laura//: -&gt; yay me! =) hehe says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;QyĐah-; Magic Beans.. =) says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sureeeeee 8-)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;SO, it's Laura Lim Yit Ping's &amp;hearts;&amp;hearts;&amp;hearts; birthday todaaaay... =) And as you can see from the conversation I had with her last night, she's pretty "wtf".. But I'm used to it.. haha.. I love this bitch loads... She's the APPLE of my eye.. She's the blood for my heart.. She's the air that I breathe.. She's the... *cough*... whatever.. She's the one who I can count on if I need to bitch about someone cause she'll definitely be the one who'll agree with me and shit.. lol.. She's my smelly welly girl.. she's my neat freak.. she's my "eat-so-slow-it-annoys-me" girl.. she's my "will be late, as usual" girl.. she's my babeee although she sucks cause guys always look at her first.. =P but whateverrrr.. I'm used to it.. hahah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY0BX_q4pPI/AAAAAAAAB-4/2Ye7wgtqc3I/s1600-h/n1261115091_30131183_5529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299893848224867570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY0BX_q4pPI/AAAAAAAAB-4/2Ye7wgtqc3I/s320/n1261115091_30131183_5529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY0BX6vsdoI/AAAAAAAAB-w/SBhVnWZ93nM/s1600-h/DSC00312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299893846902863490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY0BX6vsdoI/AAAAAAAAB-w/SBhVnWZ93nM/s320/DSC00312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 legal and sexaaaay.. My gaaad.. =O haha.. Now all that's left is me.. in 47 days! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th birthday, Laura.. I love you! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go now for lunch and all.. But I'll definitely add more soon... heehee.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-5031827612292770725?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/5031827612292770725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=5031827612292770725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5031827612292770725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/5031827612292770725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-laura.html' title='Happy Birthday Laura!'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SY0BX_q4pPI/AAAAAAAAB-4/2Ye7wgtqc3I/s72-c/n1261115091_30131183_5529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-1349390160814310597</id><published>2009-02-05T10:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-05T10:14:20.679Z</updated><title type='text'>You have no idea...</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Kalau cinta ku dibalas, mengapa kau harus pergi, kembalilahhh&lt;br /&gt;Apa salah ku itu, mengapa kau tinggalkan aku, kembalilaahhhh..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Band Once's Kembalilah is very the awesomeeeeeeeeeeee.. =D Just found out that Adi's the bassist.. aha.. I likeeeee.. =D Been singing the song the whole dayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy, I handed in my Malay World lits! =D yaaay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go back to doing DT now.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1349390160814310597?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1349390160814310597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1349390160814310597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1349390160814310597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1349390160814310597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/you-have-no-idea.html' title='You have no idea...'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-3316208981347998062</id><published>2009-02-04T12:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-04T12:24:36.602Z</updated><title type='text'>It hasnt been your day..</title><content type='html'>Busy busy busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;TOK essay..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYmIXIyxi2I/AAAAAAAAB-g/Jw1qQQWg6v0/s1600-h/111248.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298916367656913762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYmIXIyxi2I/AAAAAAAAB-g/Jw1qQQWg6v0/s320/111248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Malay world lit.. the dictionary's my saviour..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYmIXQnFV_I/AAAAAAAAB-o/WjPRSjaU6yM/s1600-h/153502.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298916369755363314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYmIXQnFV_I/AAAAAAAAB-o/WjPRSjaU6yM/s320/153502.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3316208981347998062?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3316208981347998062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3316208981347998062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3316208981347998062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3316208981347998062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/it-hasnt-been-your-day.html' title='It hasnt been your day..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYmIXIyxi2I/AAAAAAAAB-g/Jw1qQQWg6v0/s72-c/111248.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-1936634977116175886</id><published>2009-02-01T02:21:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-01T02:34:48.606Z</updated><title type='text'>Dedicated to Fluffy..</title><content type='html'>So.. Daddy just came into the room telling me that he's thinking of getting a new cat and.. I'm like.. yaaaaay!! But.. for every good news, there's always a bad news, no? sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluffy, our beloved cat, died last night.. It was really sudden.. Nothing was wrong with her.. she was cute and fat! But.. Last night, out of nowhere.. Three freaking dogs ripped her into pieces! There was aloooot of blood.. like.. OMG.. I cried.. I never really loved Fluffy as much as I loved the one before, Suzie.. But still.. Fluffy's been with us for soooo long.. I can't believe she's gone.. and the way she left was just.. cruel.. I can't believe it.. =( I just saw her yesterday and now she's gone.. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss you, Fluffy &amp;hearts;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYUJeHUKHHI/AAAAAAAAB-I/ajHTAOCbMOM/s1600-h/Fluffy+kiut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYUJeHUKHHI/AAAAAAAAB-I/ajHTAOCbMOM/s320/Fluffy+kiut.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297650949635578994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1936634977116175886?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1936634977116175886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1936634977116175886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1936634977116175886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1936634977116175886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/02/dedicated-to-fluffy.html' title='Dedicated to Fluffy..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e9igE9eI1q4/SYUJeHUKHHI/AAAAAAAAB-I/ajHTAOCbMOM/s72-c/Fluffy+kiut.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9086843110331698986.post-3654767753971780715</id><published>2009-01-31T04:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-31T07:34:35.323Z</updated><title type='text'>This happens way too many times..</title><content type='html'>Been watching Friends a lot lately.. God.. Ross and Rachel are sooo annoying.. -_- On off on off on off.. But everyone knows they're meant for each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay whatever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick.. And being sick is making me feel depressed.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-3654767753971780715?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/3654767753971780715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=3654767753971780715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3654767753971780715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/3654767753971780715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/01/don.html' title='This happens way too many times..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-1893545949910215861</id><published>2009-01-27T09:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:07:30.723Z</updated><title type='text'>Another day..</title><content type='html'>I'm "awake" and..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-1893545949910215861?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/1893545949910215861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=1893545949910215861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1893545949910215861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/1893545949910215861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-day.html' title='Another day..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6369223291445952984</id><published>2009-01-26T13:51:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:02:32.216Z</updated><title type='text'>Haf ye bin mopin'?</title><content type='html'>OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAS Diary.. &lt;em&gt;(Need to print them off, stick em', get some pictures and signatures!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Business IA &lt;em&gt;(Major changes need to be doneee..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malay World Lit - BOTH.. (&lt;em&gt;870+ for one.. 200+ for the other.. Still a long way to go.. :( )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOK Essay.. &lt;em&gt;(shaiitttt!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalising DT Major Project report.. &lt;em&gt;(HOPEFULLY will get a picture of the FINISHED product in and also testing!!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT project.. &lt;em&gt;(Need to finish the website to continue with the report..)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I was done with the IAs.. sigh.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6369223291445952984?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6369223291445952984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6369223291445952984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6369223291445952984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6369223291445952984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/01/haf-ye-bin-mopin.html' title='Haf ye bin mopin&apos;?'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-6977328384341876666</id><published>2009-01-24T01:03:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-01-24T01:12:59.836Z</updated><title type='text'>It all started with a big bang..</title><content type='html'>It's Saturday.. Which makes it a week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling.. nyeh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.. I'm such a hypocrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karma bites you in the ass doesnt it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-6977328384341876666?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/6977328384341876666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=6977328384341876666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6977328384341876666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/6977328384341876666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/01/it-all-started-with-big-bang.html' title='It all started with a big bang..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-9086843110331698986.post-7291864650262191870</id><published>2009-01-23T06:15:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-23T07:36:50.207Z</updated><title type='text'>That's all they really want..</title><content type='html'>So.. I just got my electricity back last night.. Thank God.. aha.. It sucked I tell you.. No power since Tuesday night.. Good thing that we had half day on Wednesday and NO SCHOOL yesterday and today.. haha.. awesome-ness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing ah? Oh.. I got my papers back.. So far I passed everything.. waiting for two more papers.. aha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! On the 21st was Adam's birthday right.. So I planned to have a surprise party at his house.. BUTTTT.. due to some complications we had to move it to Fauzi's place.. Sooo.. we were all feeling hyped to surprise Adam that day.. But theeeeeen.. He texted me up saying he can't come to school... So we were all like.. Oh crap.. Told him that the guys wanted to bring him for lunch.. tapi he couldnt go out.. SOOO.. this was 11ish right.. and I was all damn it.. Told everyone that the party's postponed to the next day.. So we left school at 1145 and me and naj went to cheezbox for lunch.. We went to snow afterwards then to Adam's to meet him up on his birthday.. Fauzi, Akmal and Adib came afterwards.. Then I followed Naj to her place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the next day.. when I was getting ready for school.. Akmal texted me saying there wasnt any school.. I was skeptical at first.. Then Chris called.. And I was all.. Oookay.. Then Adib texted.. Then I'm like.. YAY! NO SCHOOL!.. but then a while later I was like.. So what do I do now? haha.. I decided to go to Naj's at 10.. We went out for a snack at 12.. Then we left for Fauzi's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at Fauzi's, we waited for people to come while watching the Ellen Degeneres show.. and we were all like.. calm.. Then.. when Adam was right downstairs.. We were all, OMG OMG OMG! Quick! Hide! haha.. SO yeah, some of us hid at the balcony, some hid at the kitchen and some behind the couch.. Our que was "How've you been Adam?" by Akmal.. So.. I was like listening riight... So.. when Akmal asked that question, we were all SURPRIIIIIIIIISE!!!! heeeeheee.. and Adam was all =O hahah.. was good.. We had pizzas, cake, winning eleven and chess.. Funny thing was when me and Naj were playing chess right.. Isa came and was all "checkmate! checkmate!" and me and Naj impulsively messed up the chess pieces.. same thing happened when Akmal came.. was hilarious.. OH! We put eyeliner on Sho.. haha.. he looked pretty.. =) But yes, it was good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY for the long weekend! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9086843110331698986-7291864650262191870?l=whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/feeds/7291864650262191870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9086843110331698986&amp;postID=7291864650262191870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7291864650262191870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9086843110331698986/posts/default/7291864650262191870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whenrealitykicksin.blogspot.com/2009/01/thats-all-they-really-want.html' title='That&apos;s all they really want..'/><author><name>Qydah</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09373504187633384502</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>
