<?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-3868854823309292476</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:49:42.268+08:00</updated><category term='Kay go'/><category term='Kay go.'/><category term='Cow drink what ?'/><title type='text'>Dying is your favourite passion.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>29</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868854823309292476.post-9019520824890785753</id><published>2009-10-03T14:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T14:51:14.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cow drink what ?'/><title type='text'>Laser beam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All die die want me to update.&lt;br /&gt;LOL crazy people.&lt;br /&gt;OKAY OKAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err yesterday went out for ''Hari raya walk walk''&lt;br /&gt;than than,&lt;br /&gt;first house we went to was Huda's house at jurong somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;I hate her curly hair i swear. LOL&lt;br /&gt;go get it straight.&lt;br /&gt;We ate, watched Phobia and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than after that we went to Zi's at CCK.&lt;br /&gt;Reach her house, talk talk drink drink and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the ultra retarded part.&lt;br /&gt;We went back to jurong to visit didi's place.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for awhile till dusk and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err than we went to MUHAMMAD FARHAN BTE HAUZ place at holland.&lt;br /&gt;His mum made us dinner. NOICE!&lt;br /&gt;Ate a little, Joked abit with his mum.&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer with his mum at the field for an hour plus.&lt;br /&gt;Than she wanted to play basketball, so we did.&lt;br /&gt;LOL HAHA no la jk jk jk jk jk.&lt;br /&gt;(eeh eeeh, mulut laser)* to farhan. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Stayed for awhile than left for mas's house at jurong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got there, played with cats and drank some fruity thingy. nice nice..&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Watched a little tv and than we were off to bukit panjang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ahhh you touch my tralala, Mmmm my ding ding dong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to Shahril's house for a visit.&lt;br /&gt;Talked drank and got the song She's Stacey from him.&lt;br /&gt;By the time we left his house, it was alr like 12.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last house was Hisham's house.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much there cus we were all worried and&lt;br /&gt;cracking our thick skulls thinking of ways to go home.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, Hisham did Farhan and I a favour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THANKS HISHAM! i owe u one. i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back to Bishan sweet Bishan at bout 1 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked abit and went home to get some shut eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay the end !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: will update in about a weeks time. i hope....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-9019520824890785753?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/9019520824890785753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/10/laser-beam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/9019520824890785753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/9019520824890785753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/10/laser-beam.html' title='Laser beam'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-6345323895896612891</id><published>2009-09-10T15:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T16:04:49.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Im still alive.&lt;br /&gt;Dont worry all you cool people out there.&lt;br /&gt;U guys know why i didnt update for awhile?&lt;br /&gt;Cus i was in the ICU.&lt;br /&gt;My fingers were unconscious for bout a month.&lt;br /&gt;No really.&lt;br /&gt;Plus....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No lah. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i was fucken lazy.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But the demand for me to update was FOOF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happend though.&lt;br /&gt;Accept for,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got a new awesome BackPack. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many fucken new and awesome songs to intro to u guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Many outings with the clique and clique's, alpha male, FARHAN HAUZ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My dying will to fast during this blessed and holy month. yeah sure..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Got to know new chicksss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Plus i saw a unicorn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah so, nothing much happed these past few weeks of mua life.&lt;br /&gt;kay kay kay i'll update soooooooon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHOWS PEEPS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-6345323895896612891?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/6345323895896612891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/09/revival.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6345323895896612891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6345323895896612891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/09/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-3107616460291926719</id><published>2009-07-30T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T14:44:47.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Se.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;In class now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Getting lectured.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fuck my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-3107616460291926719?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/3107616460291926719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/3107616460291926719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/3107616460291926719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/se.html' title='Se.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-3038997225159091681</id><published>2009-07-26T16:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T16:51:34.810+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Arts House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The past THREE days was a blast i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday Ril and i performed.&lt;br /&gt;It was our first time performing in pub.&lt;br /&gt;There were also Ashraf and Cassie.&lt;br /&gt;(Fyi they were reeeeellly awesome i swear)&lt;br /&gt;Before i sat on that stool, i was fucking nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Damm Shit, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I just went for it.&lt;br /&gt;Ril and i screwed up a little, but it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;We did like, 5 songs on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, we had to perform.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, there wasnt a guitar for Ril to perform with.&lt;br /&gt;Hell yeah we panicked.&lt;br /&gt;Ran around asking if we could borrow a guitar for like 30mins.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, after bout like 1hr30mins of searching,&lt;br /&gt;we finally got to borrow a guitar.&lt;br /&gt;Performed and we were done really quick.&lt;br /&gt;Only like 3 to 4 songs i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Saturday came like a cheetah driving an F1 car.&lt;br /&gt;wtf?&lt;br /&gt;LOL anyway, it came really quick.&lt;br /&gt;There were lots of performances on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Onyata, Ash and Cass, Man Kai and Fir, AMKSS dance, and yours truely.&lt;br /&gt;We sparked the event off as we performed first.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh i felt really awesome to see so many peeps clapping for u.&lt;br /&gt;Damm. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;When we were done, then came the other performances for that day.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome day i swear to G.&lt;br /&gt;The Ril and I had the honour to do a last performance to end the day.&lt;br /&gt;We did She's Stacey.&lt;br /&gt; It went really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta go peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-3038997225159091681?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/3038997225159091681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/arts-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/3038997225159091681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/3038997225159091681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/arts-house.html' title='Arts House'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-6621342290818663816</id><published>2009-07-22T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T23:27:10.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>BoB oh BoB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;LOL my blog is super outdated.&lt;br /&gt;i know.&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;br /&gt;Ahahah but no matter.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im only gonna use the lappy for abit till my brother's&lt;br /&gt;gonna fucking use it later.&lt;br /&gt;Iv been invited to gig at the Arts House for 3 days straight.&lt;br /&gt;Beginning from tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs,Fri and Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Saturdays gonna be the big night.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to ''She's Stacey'' though.&lt;br /&gt;Shit damm nervous.&lt;br /&gt;What if i screw up?&lt;br /&gt;What if i fall off the stool?&lt;br /&gt;What if i get hit by a flying spoon?&lt;br /&gt;Ftw?&lt;br /&gt;LOL fuck, nerve wrecking.&lt;br /&gt;KK gonna do try my best to put up a good show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Text me if anyone wanna come down to the gig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chows peeeeeeeeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-6621342290818663816?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/6621342290818663816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-oh-bob.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6621342290818663816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6621342290818663816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/bob-oh-bob.html' title='BoB oh BoB'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-1950527036269462114</id><published>2009-07-06T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:48:17.328+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>BoysBoysBoys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fuck My Life.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of school for the new term.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i was so hyper today.&lt;br /&gt;Keep all scolding vulgarities for no apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when my eyes peeled open this morning,&lt;br /&gt;i looked up to the clock,&lt;br /&gt;9am sharp.&lt;br /&gt;Not so sharp actually. Abit blunt on the edges. Okay stfu.&lt;br /&gt;So it was 9am, school starts at 11am.&lt;br /&gt;Still early, go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than when my eyeballs looked up to that round mofo thing again..&lt;br /&gt;FISH!&lt;br /&gt;1050 liao.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly ran to get the towel and went to my mum and beat her head.&lt;br /&gt;No lah hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;I quickly washed up and got ready.&lt;br /&gt;By the time i took the lift down,&lt;br /&gt;it was already 1110.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, arrived in school at 12 plus.&lt;br /&gt;Nice nice. Really, FML big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my assignment now is to come up with&lt;br /&gt;a design for the some T-shirt and a business card.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck im clueless. No inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;Die. Capital D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay gotta get started. Nights peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-1950527036269462114?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/1950527036269462114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/boysboysboys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1950527036269462114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1950527036269462114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/boysboysboys.html' title='BoysBoysBoys'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-8331156122482204685</id><published>2009-07-03T10:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T11:06:02.502+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Shake shake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Phewwwwwww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So yesterday had an outing at Sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thanks HUDs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And it turned out awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;We were suppose to have a chalet or a big BBQ but,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;for some fucking-shit-ass-bitch reason, we didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nvm nvm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;as least we had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got there late yesterday. Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Than went down to palawan.&lt;br /&gt;Shake hand here, fisted there, than went straight into the water.&lt;br /&gt;The sun wasnt that awesome yesterday though.&lt;br /&gt;Huda brought lotsa food along for the outing cus its was suppose to be a picnic.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, much was wasted.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;So at the end of the day, there we only like 7 of us left.&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at the beach till like 10.30pm and left.&lt;br /&gt;Got back to bishan met up with Edwin and gang.&lt;br /&gt;Talked a little than went to his house to dota till like 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome dayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk nth to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-8331156122482204685?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/8331156122482204685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/shake-shake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/8331156122482204685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/8331156122482204685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/07/shake-shake.html' title='Shake shake'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-3299894563457383334</id><published>2009-06-30T12:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:00:44.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Awesome-o</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Happy 18th birthday Jis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another ones turned 18.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nvm nvm soon soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally! Iv edited my blogskin (still no finished yet though).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First time doing it by myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know, noob right? yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh and gonna go back to my sec school with a couple of friends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to go collect the mofo testimonial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Err not sure what to blog about already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3868854823309292476-3299894563457383334?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/3299894563457383334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/3299894563457383334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/3299894563457383334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesome-o.html' title='Awesome-o'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-7498036251345922226</id><published>2009-06-21T14:22:00.026+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T12:41:04.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go.'/><title type='text'>Hide and seek.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;AYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These past few days has been totally awesome-o-never-bluff-you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HAHA, really!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On Tuesday, A'an, Slay, Didi, Sharil and yours truely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;got invited to a chalet organized by the banking course ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We felt fucking unwelcome when we first arrived to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Unit F12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:100%;" &gt;Cus we were from a diff course,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and we didnt know anyone from banking accept for a few guys which only 1 came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sanks ah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAMMAD HISHAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first got to know the ULTIMATE Minah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;She could tear out a person's heart from the body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;just by moving her eyebrows. I swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But, looks can be deceiving i fucking swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When we got to know her, she was actually a nice person. really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh, she had a teeny-weeny disciple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;They called her Kecik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shes really small, but also a nice person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So, during the first day of chalet, there werent much,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;accept for the night walk. Fucking exciting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to the Red house, explored the swamps till there was a dead end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went to the tower. (spookey place, i swear) Walking its trail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Than headed back to the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;On the second day, i woke up to see my 4 loyal classmates missing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks guys! CB...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So i was the only SE guy there. Felt fucking awkward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;But then after washing up, they asked me to go for a dip in the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;First i said i was tired and all, but when they said there were&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;girls in bikini, i fucking felt energized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hahah. So we went to the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Dived, Swam, Joked a little till the weather got fucking hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got back to the chalet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, then there was this guy, they called him SENG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hes fucking retarded i tell u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Really. Funny, but retarded. A die-hard Man U fan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;People wear a Man U jersey with pride an honour,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;this fellow use the jersey to wipe his sweat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Retarded right?! Original jersey somemore. HAhah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Keep farting like no ones business, dig nose all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahahah hilarious guy lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back to the story, a little bit in the afternoon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;they decide to start barbecuing. Finally, the SE guys got back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The were over at Slay's place, god knows what they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sharil went home. 3 guys alone in the house, hmmmmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ahaha. When the arrived we started the fire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Than, on with the fest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Cyeah right ''fest''. Only when the Malay guys were cooking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When we handed the pit over to the babi gorengs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NICE! The grill was hot, but nothing got cooked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Than after bout half an hour, Slay, Didi and A'an were back in action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Slay, slaying every monstreous chicken wing in sight with his deadly tongs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;And his loyal desciple Didi, aiding him by continuously casting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;wind magic to keep the scorching fire alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;A'an's job as a royal knight, was to apply yellow stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;to the enemy, to make them suffer even more under the heat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;And me, i watched from afar to watch over them.&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome BBQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We had winglets, stingray and the usual sausages and crabmeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Later that night, we all chipped in some cash for Jim Beam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Went outside to the BBQ pits near the waterbreaker to drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I swear i got drunk that night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It felt like i was sleepwalking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got back to the chalet and after some nonsense, i fell asleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By then it was alr 10mins to 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I woke up the next morning at 9am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Than after the normal routine, we checked out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Didi Slay An and i headed straight to Sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Got to Harbourfront and waited for Mas and gang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Disappointed cus there were no chicks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met up with them and got onto the monorail towards sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Settled down at Palawan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A'an and i got into the water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Didi and Slay had to go off to some job interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Swam abit, made fucking heavy sandballs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;R.I.P Tommy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THANKS A'AN! THANKS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we washed up, and had dinner at Harbourfront foodcourt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;By then, we were all fucking tired. Really really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Headed straight home, reached at bout 11.50.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Claered out all the dirty clothes from my bag and fell asleep on the couch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It was Bieeeel's birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Met up with Lin and Mira at the Esplanade's rooftop to suprise Biel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So when the birthday girl arrived, there were only 4 of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Had cake as we waited for the very punctual ppl, A'an and Slay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A'an soon came. Slay was unforgivable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Walked around at Marina square till Lin's Bf, BARAKO! came with his shiny van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Biel left with her bestie to paragon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We planned to meet them there. i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So the 5 of us, An,Slay,Lin,Mira and i took Barako's shiny silver van there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;THANKS BARAKO-BRO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Arrived at Paragon, drank a little at starbucks, met Biel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met their friend Shikin. And headed to Lucky Plaza for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After dinner Biel's bestie went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;And we headed to Marina Kepple Bay to chill and Drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Super fun. Laughed, smoked a little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;At bout 11+ we headed home in the Shiny silver van.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Barako sent Shikin first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;than Biel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;than A'an,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;than Slay,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;than Yours truely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Awesome day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heard from Biel theres some beach party by 98.7 at Siloso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So planned to meet up with some friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In the end, only Slay, Yul, Din and i showed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The party wasnt than awesome in the earlier part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Then we met Joseph, Lina and her date(forgot his name) and some of their frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When Plain Sunset and Electrico made their appearence and did their gig,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;that was when the real party began.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The was a MOSH, and audiences got tossed around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fucking fun! Music is the sex i tell u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Partied till bout 11.30. By the time we got to Harbourfront it was alr 12+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cabbed home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Something happened at harbourfront before i left,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fucking retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Whats their motive?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Fierce?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Why must it happen infront of everyone in public?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What if someone got hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-7498036251345922226?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/7498036251345922226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/hide-and-seek.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7498036251345922226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7498036251345922226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/hide-and-seek.html' title='Hide and seek.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-129796679068635999</id><published>2009-06-09T22:33:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:00:39.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Step it up a notch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Si52DjeuB1I/AAAAAAAAABY/vrgg86rBNeE/s1600-h/YES%21%21.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/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Si52DjeuB1I/AAAAAAAAABY/vrgg86rBNeE/s320/YES%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345339611171129170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This was taken during lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarokok! Sarokok!&lt;br /&gt;Today was really boring i swear.&lt;br /&gt;Reeeeely.&lt;br /&gt;DOTA-ed a little in school was the only highlight.&lt;br /&gt;My phone got confiscated by the BSE module lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Because i asked A'an to snap a photo.&lt;br /&gt;Than, that mofo heard the shutter sound and said,&lt;br /&gt;''Hilmi, can i have the phone.''&lt;br /&gt;Fucktard!&lt;br /&gt;But after sweet-talking things out with him,&lt;br /&gt;i got my phone back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARED RIGHT?! kiwak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm after sch was even more boring.&lt;br /&gt;There were only 3 pips left at 201, Didi, An and yours truely.&lt;br /&gt;So we met up with the SE girls at 300+ and after a really good laughing session,&lt;br /&gt;we got hungry and went central for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;Ate, talk, talk talk till like 7+ then i left cus i wanted to get a haircut.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Bishan and met up with my aunt to get a haircut FOC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: What style?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dunno leh. Errr...&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: i give u 5secs to decide, if not, Botak. (She'll really do it)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nono! Err, short short.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: okay i layer for u.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Anything u, as long as its a decent cut.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: i style abit for u.&lt;br /&gt;ME: anything anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt paying any attention on what style she was cutting.&lt;br /&gt;10mins went by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: WOW wee!&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: Nice right? i know.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Like bowl sia.&lt;br /&gt;Aunt: Cute what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End ENd END!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-129796679068635999?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/129796679068635999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/step-it-up-notch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/129796679068635999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/129796679068635999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/step-it-up-notch.html' title='Step it up a notch.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Si52DjeuB1I/AAAAAAAAABY/vrgg86rBNeE/s72-c/YES%21%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868854823309292476.post-2047814622213179017</id><published>2009-06-08T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T23:07:14.807+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Stand under my umbrella will you please ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Phew, just came back from sarokok session along the corridor.&lt;br /&gt;Today was really crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I represented the MALE SEX from my class to do some&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; acting &lt;/span&gt;thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Damm fun! but stupid.&lt;br /&gt;U gotta like use body language to imitate the words that were given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;PURE BODEH LANGUAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;So i did the usual stupid faces but the guys amazingly guessed correctly.&lt;br /&gt;There was the word &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;''Flirt''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went up to this girl in class, sat on her table and gave her that horny look.&lt;br /&gt;FTW! damm funny bodo! haahah.&lt;br /&gt;In the end the girls still won. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school went 201 to chill.&lt;br /&gt;Later that evening, the guys played some stupid card game with a forfeit for the looser.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily when i lost during my turn, my forfeit was to lick the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Aini had to lick the fucken tree and had to do some other stupid thingy i forgot.&lt;br /&gt;A'an had to kiss the fucken dirty floor.&lt;br /&gt;Lin had to grind. But i think she enjoyed it. hahah i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome day. Sorry no pics.&lt;br /&gt;Shouldve snapped a shot when Aini was licking the tree. Nasty.&lt;br /&gt;Ahaha in the end, the police came.&lt;br /&gt;We were screened.&lt;br /&gt;Talked abit then left.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know bout the guys but i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Kay im tired pips.&lt;br /&gt;Nights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;iv missed u&lt;/span&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/3868854823309292476-2047814622213179017?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/2047814622213179017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/stand-under-my-umbrella-will-you-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/2047814622213179017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/2047814622213179017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/stand-under-my-umbrella-will-you-please.html' title='Stand under my umbrella will you please ?'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-6846634389579937716</id><published>2009-06-06T00:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T00:52:58.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ramly Burger</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wadup!&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm i dont really know what to blog about today.&lt;br /&gt;But since &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SOME &lt;/span&gt;people are forcing me to update, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Err i had a paper today, OFA (Business application)&lt;br /&gt;One word,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The exam requires you to type out some nonsense using some format.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds easy? U try.&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha i sucks big time. Like bangla shit sia.&lt;br /&gt;And let me share with u a really fucked up scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peter. A determined young chap who was so determined to end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the never ending battle with the sinister Dr.OFA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And yes, he fought with all his might. Every second went by with bloodshed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After a grueling 45mins through the battle, Peter was finally&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OWNING&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Striking the keyboard with his immensely powerful and swift fingers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr.OFA was sure to lose. As Peter was about to give&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the final blow with the word ''Manager'',&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr.OFA, using his dark spell, casted darkness over Peter's helpless monitor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;THEN?! Out of the fucking blue, everything went blank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dr.OFA had once again escaped defeat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All that was left at that point of time, was the painful silence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and poor Peter's cries of sorrow echoing through the Com Lab, room B6303.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on a true story, and u better believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking Hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Stupid Desktop!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid CPU!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid OFA!&lt;br /&gt;And Most importantly, Stupid Invigilator.&lt;br /&gt;My almost completed assignment 1 was gone in just a blink.&lt;br /&gt;And best still, it wasnt saved.&lt;br /&gt;So i had to fucking redo everything from scratch!&lt;br /&gt;ARH! THE PAIN!&lt;br /&gt;What made it worse, the invigilator was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VIVA LA STUPID&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;All he said when he saw the blank screen was, ''Oh.''&lt;br /&gt;WTF was that!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay nvm nvm.&lt;br /&gt;School ended at like 1 today.&lt;br /&gt;So we had all the time in the world to crap around and hang out after sch.&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i was suppose to go SP for soccer with gang. Sorry MUS!&lt;br /&gt;So we hung out, chit chat, napped awhile.&lt;br /&gt;yeah typical day, awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i only want to see you happy thats all.Im nobody.&lt;br /&gt;Lets forget everything that we had in the past.&lt;br /&gt;Everything.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile brightens up my day.Really.&lt;br /&gt;Just live your life the way u want it.&lt;br /&gt;Im happy only when you're happy.&lt;br /&gt;U always say you're hurting us, me.&lt;br /&gt;But im the one whose hurting u.&lt;br /&gt;So its best this way i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-6846634389579937716?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/6846634389579937716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/ramly-burger.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6846634389579937716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6846634389579937716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/ramly-burger.html' title='Ramly Burger'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-1099896250413851179</id><published>2009-06-02T23:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:47:35.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Honest mistake</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey dudes and dudettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just reached home like 5mins ago. Tired tired but still Blog because why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;People say my blog is on the brink of death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its pulse rate was very very slow and almost the heartbeat machine thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;was almost flat.&lt;br /&gt;I performed CPR and tried to revive this piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;No use No use...&lt;br /&gt;After a billion voltage jolt, its heartbeat began to race.&lt;br /&gt;Super fast, till i had no choice but to stab it with a knife bout 9 times&lt;br /&gt;and TADA! its back to normal. OKay, lame lame. sanks.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck laaah tmr exams. BSE (business environment) which i hardly&lt;br /&gt;even know anything about.&lt;br /&gt;Die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk bout today.&lt;br /&gt;School as usual, lots of laughter and Dota.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked at our home ground 201. Chilled.&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt in a good mood though.&lt;br /&gt;Half the time i was literally emotionless.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fucked hell to the deep hole of the sunken treasure of Tajmahal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;im really tired. Really. And iv got shit loads to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights ppl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: lucida grande;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i know u say u forgive me. But deep down inside who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;i admit i was wrong and it shouldnt have turned out this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;U say its partly your fault, but still, u didnt deserve the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;way i treated u. im sorry really. from the bottom of my heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Once members, always members. And im not quite ready&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;yet to lose a member like u. Especially u. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;Hilmi is sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-1099896250413851179?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/1099896250413851179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/honest-mistake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1099896250413851179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1099896250413851179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/honest-mistake.html' title='Honest mistake'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-861875151790593089</id><published>2009-06-02T00:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T00:40:12.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phew....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hey people of the giggle of the cripple of the tripple nipple society. jkjk&lt;br /&gt;Fuck, today wasnt one of those good problem-free days.&lt;br /&gt;Got so fucking worked up for some reason which i do not wanna mention.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck la... nvm nvm fuck it fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, today we were suppose to present some project thingy.&lt;br /&gt;It didnt go so well, fucken pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just cant wait for the freeeeking holidays to come.&lt;br /&gt;We really need some time to chill and relax. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get drunk and forget the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, good idea huh.. Soon soon i hope. Damn i just love the guys in school.&lt;br /&gt;Awesome people bunch of uncivilized apes. Ahaha. really awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Kay im getting tired. Nights Bitchezzzzzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh and im sorry for what i did, im feeling guilty as hell. im sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;i understand if ure not gonna forgive me, its okay. its really alright&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3868854823309292476-861875151790593089?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/861875151790593089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/phew.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/861875151790593089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/861875151790593089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/06/phew.html' title='Phew....'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-1194802398559513424</id><published>2009-05-30T20:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T21:08:20.859+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Siapa lah aku ini....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;Hey people, dont blame me for not updating this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My dads StarHub Internet connection was just terminated cus it was only a 2year plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;U cant blame the old man can u?.... so yea, i gotta live on my neighbours wireless connection. ROFL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm lots happened these few days. Some good some bad, some really awesome and some really really fucked up. So its been kinda difficult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I wanna go on an outing, any outing as long as we get to have fun. Hell yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not anytime soon though, cause i gotta help out to finish this school project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We're trying to organize a roadshow, having Body Shop as our sponsor. So the problem is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how do we make them buy our ideas. Not easy ya know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haiiyoooo... stress stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;kk i'll try update the blog asap promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nights people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-1194802398559513424?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/1194802398559513424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/bodeh-shop.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1194802398559513424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1194802398559513424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/bodeh-shop.html' title='Siapa lah aku ini....'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-2532068316279263631</id><published>2009-05-15T23:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:52:30.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Khong Guan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday was freaking retarded that it became awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My class had a so called feild trip to somewhere ''magical''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i alighted from the bus at our destination, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I saw a garden filled with blooming roses and violets and little fairies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I smelled the fresh aroma from the flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt the cooling mountain breeze and heard nothing but peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;........................&lt;strong&gt;NOT!&lt;/strong&gt;...............................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;We arrived at Khong Guan Biscuit Factory..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;For fuck go to such a horried place? Dont ask me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The factory itself was like a shithole. Ultra dirty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The smell of flour and only flour was nice at first,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but too much makes u feel really really sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;When we entered the factory, it was like oven inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Probably cus there were like a hundred heated-up ovens inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wasted my day...i swear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Today was like any other typical friday i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sch as per normal, ended at 1pm and headed to blk201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;to lepak with members. Then there was an acoustic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;session to practice for tmr's auditions. Damm im nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Slacked till like 830pm and went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Like i said, typical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wish me luck for tmr's auds, biatch!&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/3868854823309292476-2532068316279263631?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/2532068316279263631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/khong-guan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/2532068316279263631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/2532068316279263631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/khong-guan.html' title='Khong Guan!'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-1885136736989793618</id><published>2009-05-13T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:34:25.901+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Today.</title><content type='html'>Today was super duper trooper scooper looper ooopper dooper BORING i tell u.&lt;br /&gt;There were like 4 lesson periods + 1 break period which means 5 periods.&lt;br /&gt;My lecturer was on freaking MC and 5 periods which consists of freaking 300minutes was wasted. Sit down, jammed a little with the guitar, talk talk, sarokok outside and slept.&lt;br /&gt;U know whats best ?! after break time there were another 2 more periods of nonsense cus another lecturer was on MC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO yea, Ite can be super ultra boring at times like these.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sch went to chill at blk201 with the usuals.&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer with kids and went home to bathe before going to the pool saloon to hit some balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAWN~~~ super tired..&lt;br /&gt;go sleep go sleep. BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-1885136736989793618?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/1885136736989793618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1885136736989793618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1885136736989793618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html' title='Today.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-1727281893711363903</id><published>2009-05-11T00:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T00:57:48.400+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>FUCK the WHAT ?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SgcHX51JQ1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rwoPqKeNht0/s1600-h/Nerd+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334240390885753682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SgcHX51JQ1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rwoPqKeNht0/s320/Nerd+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SgcHXzKXXdI/AAAAAAAAABI/3-KB_6PtXp0/s1600-h/Nerd.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334240389095710162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SgcHXzKXXdI/AAAAAAAAABI/3-KB_6PtXp0/s320/Nerd.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;AHAHAH i missed this bloggy..&lt;br /&gt;OMFG its been ages since iv logged on.&lt;br /&gt;ITE is freaking awesome la bodo!&lt;br /&gt;hahah whole truck loads of different sorts of ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Its fucking different on the first day of school compared to today.&lt;br /&gt;First day all quiet... step emo all..But deep down inside,&lt;br /&gt;all of em are awesome..&lt;br /&gt;Shit! I thought in ITE everyones a gangster and its everone for himself.&lt;br /&gt;but NOOOOOO!!! hahahah. i sure was fucking wrong bout em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now went to marina's starbucks for a group discussion and to&lt;br /&gt;complete some sch assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Talk talk, sarokok sarokok, laugh, brainstorm and more laughter.&lt;br /&gt;ahahah.. wait wait got photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-1727281893711363903?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/1727281893711363903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck-what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1727281893711363903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1727281893711363903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/05/fuck-what.html' title='FUCK the WHAT ?!'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SgcHX51JQ1I/AAAAAAAAABQ/rwoPqKeNht0/s72-c/Nerd+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868854823309292476.post-6218956994127247745</id><published>2009-02-26T23:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T00:02:58.499+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>fook!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HjV_DEI/AAAAAAAAABA/9s1WyKng3G4/s1600-h/wowowowowow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307134949323639874" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HjV_DEI/AAAAAAAAABA/9s1WyKng3G4/s320/wowowowowow.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HPtAsQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/V0Ko8JoX_D8/s1600-h/headstand+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307134944051507458" style="WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HPtAsQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/V0Ko8JoX_D8/s320/headstand+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HNuUsaI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b0sCZMqliGY/s1600-h/headstand+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307134943520141730" style="WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 340px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HNuUsaI/AAAAAAAAAAw/b0sCZMqliGY/s320/headstand+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24/2/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yay finally got SOMETHING i say, i say, something to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im told that im gonna get transfered to another outlet for work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A brand new outlet, like really new new, like still in the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;plastic bag that kinda new. Got so damm excited that i gave the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;manager a thight slap out of excitement. skidding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL than after work, at like around 11pm, met the guys at Bish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than lepaked ( slack ).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Halfway my legs got itchy and began doing stupid stuff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Go do headstands on rooftops and all. lol. cheap thrill son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22/2/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to sentosa on sunday with the the guys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awesome-o-bodo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damm fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fucktarrd fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shit loads and loads and loads of fuuun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way there, disturbed some curry, i meant bangala.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damm retard lol... they can do nuts to u.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its called the game of Tap-Step Innocent. HAHAHAHH! LMAO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They'll look and look and look and THEEESH! do nothing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Than at sentosa is we flipped and flopped.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Half way, this angkong siao guy comes up to us and said,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;''Eh bro, can join anot.''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL than he also tried flipping and bailed. NICE guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Awesome day!&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/3868854823309292476-6218956994127247745?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/6218956994127247745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/fook.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6218956994127247745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6218956994127247745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/fook.html' title='fook!'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aP5kuLfp8f4/Saa7HjV_DEI/AAAAAAAAABA/9s1WyKng3G4/s72-c/wowowowowow.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3868854823309292476.post-7141930540149165155</id><published>2009-02-18T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T00:48:51.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>yeah sonn...</title><content type='html'>My blogs been resurrected.&lt;br /&gt;Lots and lots and lotsa things happened man. really..&lt;br /&gt;In just a blink of an eye, my slacky-hopeless-boring lifestyle&lt;br /&gt;suddenly changed. I gotta fucking thank god for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iv got a workout buddy with me so we get to like work&lt;br /&gt;every night. Thanks for the hand wraps man. Appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;(u know who u are, if ure reading this, FUCK u chocolate) ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;And and and, iv got myself employed at TCC. Damm fun place.&lt;br /&gt;Great supervisors and staff and all plus iv got a couple of friends&lt;br /&gt;working in the outlet nextdoor. Sweeeeeeeeeeeeet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea and Fuck relationships dawg. No really.&lt;br /&gt;Unless ure really sure of what ure doing. if not DONT! thrust me.&lt;br /&gt;lol. Thats all the lessons for today kids.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-7141930540149165155?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/7141930540149165155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah-sonn.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7141930540149165155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7141930540149165155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/yeah-sonn.html' title='yeah sonn...'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-4955431461466613878</id><published>2009-02-09T10:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T10:37:21.566+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>nuggets.</title><content type='html'>Damm i &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;havent been blogging for like for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;quite some time. damm damm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;These few days has been like really crazy for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Finally got back someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wait wait lemme think of what to blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-4955431461466613878?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/4955431461466613878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/nuggets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/4955431461466613878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/4955431461466613878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/nuggets.html' title='nuggets.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-7629191172945140845</id><published>2009-02-04T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:29:21.789+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Gay bitch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL how bout that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;1 more bitch turning 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Birthday &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NICHOLAS YEO WEN ZHONG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nick nick nick.... hai yo...skidding...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eh wish u the best in everything. GOD bless u, tit face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;k im sleepy.. back to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-7629191172945140845?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/7629191172945140845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/gay-bitch.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7629191172945140845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7629191172945140845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/gay-bitch.html' title='Gay bitch.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-311657472498123834</id><published>2009-02-03T10:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T11:31:40.874+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>hey there delilah</title><content type='html'>Damm i havent been blogging for like 3 days alr bodo!&lt;br /&gt;Cus i didnt get the chance to use the com regularly and also,&lt;br /&gt;there was nothing i did that day that was bloggable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was fun. haha went out with &lt;em&gt;SOMEONE &lt;/em&gt;so yea.&lt;br /&gt;Asked her, where to ? Then she asked me to decide. I said VIVO.&lt;br /&gt;She said thats too far.. Than dunno why she came up with this random idea of going to Woodlands. So we went there, jalan jalan. See See.&lt;br /&gt;Searched for some god knows what book at popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than ended up after bout an hr of walking, lepaking at some place.&lt;br /&gt;Talk talk talk talk talk, till bout 6 i think. Than took the bus to her&lt;br /&gt;place. By then i was dammmmm hungry but i hid my hunger cus&lt;br /&gt;she has alr eaten and not hungry. hahah beeetch. Lepak awhile&lt;br /&gt;at her voiddeck than walked to TPY central cus she needs to buy stuff and deposit cash. Than we jalan jalan (walk walk), lepak at garden than her mum started calling asking her to go home. It was 10pm&lt;br /&gt;i think. Yea so we went home. Good day it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea this thingy happened while i went to look for a prov shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked : uncle, u know wheres the shop anot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The indian man looked at me and showed me the WTF hand gesture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked again : Hallo, shop shop. Kedai (shop).?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He didnt react.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i walked like to another voiddeck. saw this cina auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked : auntie is there a shop around here ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she gave me that retarded look of confusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied : AKU TAK TAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i thought, wow this is a malay speaking cina person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked : Kedai where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damm nice, she still gave me that retarded look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said : dowan dowan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wtffffff. this is what i call non-english speaking stupid ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-311657472498123834?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/311657472498123834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-there-delilah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/311657472498123834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/311657472498123834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-there-delilah.html' title='hey there delilah'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-5709091268515063435</id><published>2009-01-31T09:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:40:17.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Tired.</title><content type='html'>So, yesterday went out for a day of soccer at S'pore poly.&lt;br /&gt;Met Ashik at Outram and got on the train tgt.&lt;br /&gt;Damm fun, most of the guys there were final year students. Yeap i was the youngest. Despite the fever, i played like there was no tmr. really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 3 goals, NEXT TEAM ! than if they still dowan go out,&lt;br /&gt;NEXT TEAM LA BABI ! hahahahahaha wooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this Abang Body (fit guy) named Mus.&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly, he was from the same hostel as Wuiming.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah so i kinda asked him lots and lots and lots of qns.&lt;br /&gt;Played till like 6 than we LEPAK till like 7 i think.&lt;br /&gt;Than made our way back home. Awesome day yesterday was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, i got into this stupid nabei cb course LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Business Management (administration)&lt;br /&gt;V33 Clementi ite. NABEIIII!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres to All Time Low - Dear Mariah count me in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got your picture,&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming with you.&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maria, count me in.&lt;br /&gt;There's a story at the bottom of this bottle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the pen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the lights go off&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the way you&lt;br /&gt;Take the stage by storm&lt;br /&gt;The way you wrap those boys around your finger&lt;br /&gt;Go on and play the leader&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you know it's what you're good at&lt;br /&gt;The low road for the fast track&lt;br /&gt;Make every second last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got your picture&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming with you&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maria, count me in&lt;br /&gt;There's a story at the bottom of this bottle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the pen.&lt;br /&gt;Make it count when I'm the one&lt;br /&gt;Who's selling you out&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it feels like stealing hearts&lt;br /&gt;Calling your name from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the field you'll be the show girl of the home team&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the narrator&lt;br /&gt;Telling another tale of the American dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see your name in lights&lt;br /&gt;We can make you a star&lt;br /&gt;Girl, we'll take the world by storm&lt;br /&gt;It isn't that hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got your picture&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming with you&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maria, count me in&lt;br /&gt;There's a story at the bottom of this bottle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the pen&lt;br /&gt;Make it count when I'm the one&lt;br /&gt;Who's selling you out&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it feels like stealing hearts&lt;br /&gt;Calling your name from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha ha..&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath, don't it sound so easy&lt;br /&gt;Never had a doubt&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm going crazy watching from the floor&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath and let the rest come easy&lt;br /&gt;Never settle down&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the cash flow leaves me always wanting more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got your picture&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming with you&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maria, count me in&lt;br /&gt;There's a story at the bottom of this bottle&lt;br /&gt;And I'm the pen&lt;br /&gt;Make it count when I'm the one&lt;br /&gt;Who's selling you out&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it feels like stealing hearts&lt;br /&gt;Calling your name from the crowd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I got your picture&lt;br /&gt;I'm coming with you&lt;br /&gt;Dear Maria, count me in&lt;br /&gt;There's a story at the bottom of this bottle....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-5709091268515063435?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/5709091268515063435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/5709091268515063435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/5709091268515063435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/tired.html' title='Tired.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-7480059410912262573</id><published>2009-01-29T19:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T20:12:27.256+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Mofo fever.</title><content type='html'>Arh fuck the fever.&lt;br /&gt;Fever + cough + sorethroat + running nose. Nice package.&lt;br /&gt;Met sabs and her buddies at PS today cus she said she'd accompany me to apply for my job at Thaiexpress. So, i applied the form while they tortured themselves by eating some kinda spicy noodle. You&lt;br /&gt;could tell that it was fatally spicy jus by looking at it. Yeap so they ate it.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;temaning me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, they went home and i went to meet my cousin for a game of pool at CityHall. GG! i kena owned. Yeap so we played for like an hr or so and i went home. Cannot tahan the stupid mofo feeeeever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arh damm sick. I go rest alr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-7480059410912262573?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/7480059410912262573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/mofo-fever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7480059410912262573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/7480059410912262573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/mofo-fever.html' title='Mofo fever.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-4125607123712263419</id><published>2009-01-28T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T12:51:53.685+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Vitamin D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WOO HAN YONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL 18 already sia this gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Happy Bday and best wishes in times to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hope u'll succeed in the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Jus woke up...and going back to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;MORNING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-4125607123712263419?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/4125607123712263419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/vitamin-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/4125607123712263419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/4125607123712263419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/vitamin-d.html' title='Vitamin D.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-4433418940958250322</id><published>2009-01-27T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T10:12:42.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Those times.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hey dudes and dudettes.&lt;br /&gt;Back from overseas and having a fever. Great...&lt;br /&gt;Was there for like 3 days i guess. Had a blast.&lt;br /&gt;First day was kinda mundane maybe its cus we arrived&lt;br /&gt;at 3am in the morning when everyone was asleep.&lt;br /&gt;As my eye lids peeled open the next morning, the very first thing&lt;br /&gt;i saw was a mosquito having a buffet on my nose.&lt;br /&gt;Got up from breakfast and loafed around till like 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;The sun's heat was damn damn intense. u could literally fry an egg&lt;br /&gt;on the roof of my dad's car. But luckily, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;yo mama so fat. skidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my cuzzies and i decided to go farming. Got our straw hats on and began like hosing the vegies and feeding the Safwan. I meant goat.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah night 2 was awesome! We played a game of black jack and the biggest looser, yours truely, had to suffer a forfeit the next morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOICE! OI SKIDDING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i woke up it was 7. waited till 11 jus to figure out that no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;one would call. i think i got alot of friends.... one word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was forced to wake up like 6 in the morning and had to stand by the river with only a boxer on. (this was the forfeit)&lt;br /&gt;Without any hesitation, the biggest winner for last night's game gets&lt;br /&gt;the honour to push me into the ultra-super-duper-to-the-max koh chilling river. The moment my warm body breaks the water surface,&lt;br /&gt;my face turned pale. I was like wide awake. Freezing to the core,&lt;br /&gt;i got out of the water and pushed 2 of my cousins in.&lt;br /&gt;Damm fun! LOL. So we swimmed and played and hollered vulgarities&lt;br /&gt;at each other till like 2 in the afternoon. Than we were given individual tasks to fulfill. My task was the most FUN! i was suppose to groom the goats.&lt;br /&gt;Soon, it was alr dusk. Time passes by really really fast wheb ure having shit loads of fun. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;So we had dinner and my relatives decided to have an overnight majong session. I didnt know how to play so i watched tv. A few minutes later, i dozed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up bright and early the next morning and had to leave cus my&lt;br /&gt;brother had some unfinished project to submit on wed.&lt;br /&gt;It was a 4hr drive back to s'pore. I was like really lucky as i fell asleep during the ride. It only seemed like a few minutes drive. Woke up&lt;br /&gt;and i was alr at my estate's parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay im damm tired now and the stupid fever is really killing me.&lt;br /&gt;Nitey all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-4433418940958250322?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/4433418940958250322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/those-times.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/4433418940958250322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/4433418940958250322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/those-times.html' title='Those times.'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-1413814055149908872</id><published>2009-01-25T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:18:29.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Suuuupppaaaa!</title><content type='html'>Hey people. Im going overseas to celebrate the new year.&lt;br /&gt;Wont be in S'pore for a couple of days i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO umm &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy New Year !&lt;/span&gt; to all out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3868854823309292476-1413814055149908872?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/1413814055149908872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/suuuupppaaaa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1413814055149908872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/1413814055149908872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/suuuupppaaaa.html' title='Suuuupppaaaa!'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-3868854823309292476.post-6260485250081245629</id><published>2009-01-25T01:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T23:37:25.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kay go'/><title type='text'>Damn nice !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SXthRCGD7fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BnBZNZIiz88/s1600-h/24012009092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294932732152114674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SXthRCGD7fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BnBZNZIiz88/s320/24012009092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;WOOOO! hahahahah thanks &lt;strong&gt;Wong Jisiang Bin&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Donald&lt;/strong&gt;. yes yes yes yes finally got blog. 10years.. kay kay start posting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hmm.. well went out with a couple of guys to Eunos this morning to get some stuff done before heading to J8 for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Home was just around the stupid long corner so i decided to get meself some shut eye for an hour or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Around 5pm my neighbour and i went to Bishan Park for a ''jog'', which turned out to be a photography session...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Shot this pic with my phone Lol.. i find it really sexy.&lt;/span&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/3868854823309292476-6260485250081245629?l=storyofjuliet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/feeds/6260485250081245629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-nice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6260485250081245629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3868854823309292476/posts/default/6260485250081245629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storyofjuliet.blogspot.com/2009/01/damn-nice.html' title='Damn nice !'/><author><name>Hilmi</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_aP5kuLfp8f4/SXthRCGD7fI/AAAAAAAAAAk/BnBZNZIiz88/s72-c/24012009092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
