<?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-7478932</id><updated>2011-06-24T05:02:15.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Daily Ranting....</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>126</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478932.post-112563128823707112</id><published>2005-09-02T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T11:21:28.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIFE</title><content type='html'>I m truly sorry for the no updates for almost 2 weeks. Basically found noting interesting to blog about. If there is, I m just too down to update. My life is basically the same ol routine. School, work, training, arguments and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, went back to my secondary school on Wednesday and the concert was cool. Well, actually only the band performances and one dance group were awesome seriously. We, the ex-Damaians didnt haf all  this priveledges. Oh!! Cute teachers alert!! Two! Gosh! We didnt haf any, during our time. Should haf more cute teachers so student will pay more attention in class. Motivation lar kate kan... Wakakkaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not talk much about my love life lar. Basically, nothing really change for the better. Or mebbe I was too demanding. Oh well, that's not the point. The point is, I wouldnt be able to tolerate any kind of shit anymore. If it ever come to the extreme. The door to my heart shall be open to anyone. It hurt to open it to only one person, but He didnt appreciate wat you haf done. It hurt to do that if he was only playing with the dorr and never intend to stay in. Well, what can I say. This is my fate in love. Cant deny that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See Ya In my next entry. Dunno when ley... Tag Okie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112563128823707112?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112563128823707112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112563128823707112' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112563128823707112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112563128823707112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/09/life.html' title='LIFE'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478932.post-112398335505927739</id><published>2005-08-14T09:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T09:35:55.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Do or Not To Do?</title><content type='html'>rise and Shine my dearlies. Been sometime since I blogged huh. Too much things that have been happening in my life that sometimes sacrfices like leaving my blog unblogged have to be made.. Life hasn't been nice to me either. I just don't wanna talk about it rite now.. All I need is a hug... Any takers? Well, as usual, No. heh. Look, I'm just messed up. I have two options here. (1) &lt;strong&gt;Close the blog totally &lt;/strong&gt;as it seems that not many people actually visit ma blog.. &lt;i&gt; Mebbe I didnt update ttz y my taggy oso no update huh&lt;/i&gt; Oh. What shit. (2) &lt;b&gt; Be on hiatus for a while&lt;/b&gt; Just to clear my mind of stuff. Too much stress on me. I need a breather. I think this is like my shortest entry after sooo long of not updating.. Gosh! Can someone take me clubbing..?? I need to feel free.. Oh well, when I got the money. Bah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112398335505927739?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112398335505927739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112398335505927739' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112398335505927739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112398335505927739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-do-or-not-to-do.html' title='To Do or Not To Do?'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478932.post-112262340437725275</id><published>2005-07-29T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T15:50:04.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day I got Benjol-ed!! 12.07.05</title><content type='html'>Just look at the date. Its like almost 3weeks ago but the memory still remain. The memory I shared with my classmates during my experiment. haha. You guys have fun laughing at me rite! Its okie. I enjoyed entertaining you guys too. Wakakaka. I m suppose to do the report now okie. But I can't help it but to blog about the stupidest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what happened. It was obviously during my OSRM practical session. And a draggy one coz it was our formal report and so much things to do. Darn I was freaking restless okie. I dunno what came to my mind I actually bend down to tie my shoelace. It wasn't that undone actually. I think I kinda move forward without noticing (strange huh!). Mebbe coz of my balance lar. So when I finally decided to stand up. There! I hit the edge of the table. Gosh it was blardy painful I tell you. Due to the pain, I felt a bit giddy and actually sat on the floor covering my face. All I heard was my class mates calling my name and asking if I'm alrite. I couldn't speak. The pain was like soooo unbearable okie! All I did was show a thumbs up. And the laugh at my action. I could bearly stand ok. I sat down ON THE FLOOR for a while. And when I touch the part where i got hit, I could feel it.. OH MY GOD!! I had that little thing coming out. Thx to Calida, she had my picture taken. And also the picture of the edge of the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/BIAOSRM048.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few seconds after the incident. The pain is sooooo bad okie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/BIAOSRM047.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a lil fine. And I told them not to take a pic... NOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/BIAOSRM046.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even I said a loud Noooo they still took my picture... Even when the picture is taken I m still saying NOOOoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/BIAOSRM049.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The unfortunate Table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/BIAOSRM065.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stupid benjol-ed victim... That's how my face look like after a full day of school and still have to stay back for an extra class which I have no hope is doing well.. hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to reports. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112262340437725275?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112262340437725275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112262340437725275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112262340437725275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112262340437725275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/day-i-got-benjol-ed-120705.html' title='The day I got Benjol-ed!! 12.07.05'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112254195840341502</id><published>2005-07-28T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T17:12:38.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FcukeD ouT anD Retarded. hah</title><content type='html'>Fcuk manz! I'm suppose to be werking on my OSRM report okie.. I still got alot of shit to do. Wat the heck. Is this was is define as a holiday for POLYTECHNICS! Hah! Mati Katak ako.. Wakakka. I shall start on it soon. Gonna be out later today to meet my classmates for bowling after they have their dinner at this Chinese Restaurant at Chevron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to bro's chalet yesterday and had fun. Eat like no one's biz. For once, I was so carefree and I did the thing I always wanted to. PARTY!! But of coz it was a bit dull coz apperently only ermm.. 5 of us were on the dancefloor. Hit the dancy beats. Bro made a wonderfantabumarvoulovelyious performance and he's good. Well, only me and him know the secrets we share last nite.. Hush hush. I'll see ya at d club bro!! Wakaka... Birthday boy got his birthday bash.. And he was traumatise.. poor him. *Hugs* Should haf captured that look on his face. It was sooo... haha I dunno how to explain. Didnt overnite coz promise mom to come home and furthermore I'm working morning today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sis Liya send me home and gotta give the birth day boy his birthday hug. I was happy to be there to celebrate his birthday. He's special as he's ma bro. Yes. We had our past. But we left it all behind and we're happy that we're close now.&lt;br /&gt;May you succeed in whatever you do bro and May you have a happy life with Sis Liya. And produce many many little Faizals and Liyas.. hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to my young couple friend. Thank God you gave birth safely. May you guys be happy with that little gift from God. May he be the one that brighten your day despite all the diffculties and hurdle you gonna face. May God bless you both and the child. Amin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112254195840341502?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112254195840341502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112254195840341502' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112254195840341502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112254195840341502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/fcuked-out-and-retarded-hah.html' title='FcukeD ouT anD Retarded. hah'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478932.post-112236379683787273</id><published>2005-07-26T15:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:43:16.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dedication To A Certain Someone</title><content type='html'>I'm just too down. This is dedicated to a certain someone out there. He may or may not be reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad thing is that you never change&lt;br /&gt;Your way, your attitude and you treatment towards me&lt;br /&gt;But I still waited for you, That's Strange&lt;br /&gt;This is what we called love, we're too blinded to see&lt;br /&gt;You put me thru shit, you put me thru suffering&lt;br /&gt;But I gave you another chance to prove yourself&lt;br /&gt;And all I see is the same ol' you staying&lt;br /&gt;Your sorries, you tears were just a bait to make me pity you&lt;br /&gt;But I know deep inside that was part of your acting&lt;br /&gt;Or is it suppose to be true?&lt;br /&gt;I'm risking my feelings for almost the third time&lt;br /&gt;And I can see the past that's gonna repeat&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be the one you gonna desert&lt;br /&gt;That I'll be the one you will be leaving all alone&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone else in the story?&lt;br /&gt;But why do you have to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;Or mebbe you're just scared&lt;br /&gt;That she leave you and make you lonely&lt;br /&gt;Then you'll come running back to me&lt;br /&gt;And I know, Things gonna start back from square one&lt;br /&gt;Where you'll just treat me good for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Then going back to the ol' you&lt;br /&gt;All the mistreat that you throw to me are unbearable&lt;br /&gt;I hang on and getting ready to risk it all&lt;br /&gt;You said you change but you never did YET&lt;br /&gt;I'm still waiting. And waiting. &lt;br /&gt;Time is running out. If you're never gonna change&lt;br /&gt;Or plan not to. Tell me. So I won't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112236379683787273?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112236379683787273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112236379683787273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112236379683787273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112236379683787273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/dedication-to-certain-someone.html' title='Dedication To A Certain Someone'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112230924293559073</id><published>2005-07-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T00:34:02.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I Just feel like blogging about my feelings now. So pardon me. For those who think they are not ready. Alright. Feel free to click the  "X"  icon at the top right hand corner of this window. Thank You very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A month or so ago. I use to walk with my heads down. Feeling ashame and scared to face the world. i totally lost my self confident and self esteem was very2 low. (If it was the hp batt.. it would already make that irritating beeping sound) I did carry on with life but it's not like anything make a different. But one day, I came to realise that I can't let myself stay this way forever. Just because I was left unappreciated and being deserted by a certain someone. Someone whom I tot will always be by my side no matter what. In whatever condition, size or if I'm having my worst PMS in my life. But No. I mean what can I say. People change over time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I walk with my heads up high. No more ashame of the world. No more scared to face it. But I know there's still a soft part of me that remain and I can't get rid of me. I'm still left unappreciated and being deserted even though things have been talked out. I'm happy with me now. The new me. Life starts with this me here. &lt;i&gt;Hi New yanti.. Welcome to the world. I promise to really be Your bestest friend. And No one can bring us Down.. No oNe!&lt;/i&gt; This is my life. My way. My rule. I live it the way I want. That will be my motto in my life. And I will stay with it. If No one can love me. I know I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Yanti Go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112230924293559073?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112230924293559073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112230924293559073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112230924293559073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112230924293559073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-just-feel-like-blogging-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112218030086245667</id><published>2005-07-24T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T12:45:00.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh! I feel so bloated. Haven Throw out yet You see.. Haha. Ok shall not go to the details. Having this &lt;em&gt;Nak-terberak-tapik-tak-boleh-berak&lt;/em&gt; feeling and it sucks. Make My weight go up. haiyo. Had a late night out yesterday. Starting of with the Floorballers' BBQ cum chalet at Pasir Ris. Went with Dani and bump into Diana and the freshies at the entrance. So masuk same2. Had a feast (which would explain why there's a slight increase in ma weight)Coz haven eat since breakfast, just to wait to eat at d BBQ. Played charade and the broken telephone game. Fun to the max. A simple thing as "Baa baa black sheep" can be mistaken as "Curly pants". (Thanks to Wan or whoever) &lt;i&gt;Mal, not bad kau nyer act eh... haha &lt;/i&gt; Haha. Didn't stay long coz there were too many people there and conferm no place to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Arab Street to meet Zee and her sis and the boyfrend and the friends for Sheesha. Oklah. First time doing it. Not bad. And ZEE!! Couldnt take her eyes of Big Bikes with Cute riders and would gasp at every nice looking car that passes by. And who's the victim? ME! &lt;em&gt;Celaka!!Sakit tau bodoh kau cubit!&lt;/em&gt; Haha. The nite did not end there. Cabbed to Boat Quay and tot of spending the nite there before heading home lar. But unfortunately, places too pack or Cover Charge Problem.. &lt;i&gt; Another Celaka!!&lt;/i&gt; With the disappointed faces, we cabbed again and chill at East Coast Mac. Curik Zee's Fries and a nugget. (Late nite meal... source of temporary weight increase.. shheeesh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked back to Zee's house. &lt;em&gt;Kesian kao Zee kene layan ako eh. Takper!! Ako sayang kao!&lt;/em&gt; Reach her place at about 4.30am But this two idiots still tak tido.. We discuss about our next plan out. Money saving starts after getting ma pay. So tak kelam kabut lar tu. Sudah ar.. I feel like shitting. Ok random!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want Pizza!!! random #02. Hahaha. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112218030086245667?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112218030086245667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112218030086245667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112218030086245667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112218030086245667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/gosh-i-feel-so-bloated.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112204439795344736</id><published>2005-07-22T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T22:59:57.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wooohooo.... New layout and I'm really in love with it. Simplicity. Alot of green though. Takpe lawa... Thx &lt;a href="http://www.dee-ah.blogspot.com"&gt;Rusydiah&lt;/a&gt;!! I Lup you x1452369877856324750. Hahahaha.. Stuff have been going on ok  for me. I'm too excited to update ar. Ok NVm. When I feel like updating.. I will... Tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112204439795344736?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112204439795344736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112204439795344736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112204439795344736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112204439795344736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/wooohooo.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112176650847646407</id><published>2005-07-19T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T17:50:43.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"It hurts to see that someone You love, Love that somebody else"&lt;br /&gt;::Qouted::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, actually it doesn't hurt anymore.. But its okie. I just like the sound of it. So.. Hello my darlings! Been Super long since I last updated huh. Wad'ya expect. been busy with school, test, work and family.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since that day family have been super supportive. Its not the end of the world after all. Mom especially has been the one who kept me going.. Advice after advice she gave. I heeded them and now, I'm feeling much much better. I love you mom. I've never expect myself to be close to her. But like many said, things happen for a reason. And behind every bad experience, there's always something better. A blessing in disguise. I'm just so happy now.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Johor with family on Sunday to eat. Nice place. Good food. And stupid me coz didnt bring Abang's Dgcam along. So no pics taken. BooHoo!! What's best was, if I didnt wanna go. No one will go. Coz I was suppose to work.. And All decision depend on me. Thx Family! I *hearts* YOU!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a day out with my dearest most lurvable best frend.. Feelza! Haven met her for years. How fast each of us change. Pics on the way... There's just too much stuff to say.. Here I go....&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSC02890.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with few of my primary school mates before meeting my favourite gal&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSC02897.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us! Opposite Wisma. Before our mission of commenting on people.. We had fun!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSC02892.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Lunch and Dinner combine. Tu pon tak Abes!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSC02905.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step Backstreet Boys ar! &lt;i&gt;Back Street back alright!&lt;/i&gt; Wakaka&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/menyanti.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Feelza.. I miss ya Gerl! So glad to be back witcha!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/e4angelspart2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us again!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSC02916.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posing Al-mautz... Woohoo..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/yantinica.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crazy Us! Heeee Ya!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112176650847646407?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112176650847646407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112176650847646407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112176650847646407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112176650847646407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-hurts-to-see-that-someone-you-love_19.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112049017343417628</id><published>2005-07-04T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:16:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"It hurts to see that someone You love, Love that somebody else"&lt;br /&gt;::Qouted::&lt;p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psst... I'm back. Yeap Yeap... A new me. A new look.. Hold your breath for those who haven seen it yet...You'll like it.. Oh well, at least I like it.. :)&lt;br /&gt;....................................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...............................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;............................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..................&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.............&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.........&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/newme.bmp" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taadaa!! I love it sooo much that I couldnt resist not taking many many self pic of mine. I was almost unrecognisable by my own classmates.. How could they! Hah! But I'm happy now. With myself. With my new haircut. I'm a whole new me. Can't wait for 16 July!! Woohoo!! &lt;i&gt;*sing* I'm a happy girl.. In a not-so-happy werld&lt;/i&gt; Oh shutz! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So besides a new haircut during the weekends, Sp had friendly with SIM and it was a tough game. It was a draw. The guys game was awesome. Fast and furious babe! haha. Had my long awaited haircut, which I LOVE.. I repeat I LOVE very very oh so much. Went to catch Fikk at the Bishan Toa Payoh thingy. Only to be disappointed. Ah. Dun wanna say... Sheesh.. Went Botanical Garden on Sunday. To watch Fikk perform again. THIS one is MUCH MUCH MUCH better okie.. Beverly was there too.. And oh! Mark this on ur calendar for those ignorant pple... hahaha.. &lt;b&gt;Shooting Stars&lt;/b&gt; starts National Day.. Muz Muz watch ok!Hahaha. Ok I'm off. Wanna freshen up before completing some school stuff. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign Off,&lt;br&gt;Chique&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112049017343417628?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112049017343417628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112049017343417628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112049017343417628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112049017343417628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/07/it-hurts-to-see-that-someone-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-112000958168897502</id><published>2005-06-29T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T09:46:21.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;"It hurts to see that someone You love, Love that somebody else"&lt;br /&gt;::Qouted::&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise and shine lovelies!! In school doing basically nothing. Forgetting that I haf an hour break. I could haf done my report. But stoopid me, I didnt bring my manual.. Damn. Oh well, its okie. So let see What's on the list for the upcoming week:&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Corrosion Science Test - Next Friday&lt;br /&gt;Environmental Studies - Two weeks Away&lt;br /&gt;Organic Synthesis And Reacting Mechanism - Two Weeks Away&lt;br /&gt;Reports&lt;br /&gt;Tutorials&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooo!! Bz Bz Bz... I need stuff to occupy me so that I won't think of unnessecary things. And, I'm getting my hair cut this weekend. A New Life requires a new ME. New Look. I shall go on with life. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look on the bright side. This mistake haf taught me a lot of things. To be stronger. Not to be easily deceived. Let time tell when I'll find my Mr. Right. HE is now part of my past. A past that will not be easily forgotten. But a lot to learn from. Thank YOU for being part of my past. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chique Signing Out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-112000958168897502?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/112000958168897502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=112000958168897502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112000958168897502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/112000958168897502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/06/it-hurts-to-see-that-someone-you-love.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111976754497601679</id><published>2005-06-26T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T14:34:31.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>Hi Hi dear readers... Well, its been a very very long tyme since I blog. I m so sorry. Too much stuff haf been happening in my life that make me lost the mood to do anything except, doing nothing. It's hard to believe that people and stuff that you use to love haf gone far far away. All in the blink of an eye. Love's now gone. And so soon, that someone have found a new life. A life that you mite not be able to provide. You're hearbroken, hurt and it affect your life so so dramatically. You keep telling yourself to be strong, but at the end of the day, you find yourself crying..&lt;p&gt;Thanks for those who have shown their care and concern towards me for all this while. There are too many to mention. I thank you but I know I owe too much to these people. &lt;p&gt;Life has been filled with school, work, tears, thinking.. and so on. Nothing too interesting.&lt;p&gt;But Oh, didnt I mention I was back on track for Idol chasing... Hehehe... Well, there's more to come. I think I need something more interesting in life rather than being all worked up. I need to breathe. If people wanna criticise me about doing all this activities. Well, go ahead. Try being me and you will realise.&lt;p&gt;I guess life will not be the same. Life would not be as colourful as it use to be. Life has to change. For me and for the better. It takes time. I've got to learn from my mistakes. I haf no one to blame for all this except myself. I haf to learn to accept the way things are now. If we're meant to be together. We will be. If not, then, there's nothing I can do to chance what have been decided for me in life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111976754497601679?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111976754497601679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111976754497601679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111976754497601679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111976754497601679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/06/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111866741287210305</id><published>2005-06-13T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T20:59:22.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been sometimes since I blogged Huh. Oh well. I dun wanna say much. a lyrics is all it takes to let u guys noe wat I go thru when I m gone. Every single word really apply to me. Enjoy.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Foolish- Ashanti&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you &lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you &lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't know why ya treatin me so bad &lt;br /&gt;You said you love me, no one above me &lt;br /&gt;And I was all you had &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart is eating for ya&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop crying &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how&lt;br /&gt;I allow you to treat me this way and still i stay &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you &lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't know why ya wanna do me wrong&lt;br /&gt;See when I'm home, I'm all alone &lt;br /&gt;And you are always gone &lt;br /&gt;And boy, you kno I really love you &lt;br /&gt;I can't deny &lt;br /&gt;I can't see how you could bring me to so many tears &lt;br /&gt;after all these years &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you &lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you &lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;br /&gt;Oohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;I trusted you, I trusted you&lt;br /&gt;So sad, so sad &lt;br /&gt;what love will make you do &lt;br /&gt;all the things that we accept &lt;br /&gt;be the things that we regret &lt;br /&gt;too all of my ladies (ladies) feel me &lt;br /&gt;c'mon sing wit me &lt;br /&gt;See, when I get the strength to leave &lt;br /&gt;You always tell me that you need me&lt;br /&gt;And I'm weak cause I believe you&lt;br /&gt;And I'm mad because I love you&lt;br /&gt;So I stop and think that maybe&lt;br /&gt;You can learn to appreciate me&lt;br /&gt;Then it all remains the same that&lt;br /&gt;You ain't never gonna change &lt;br /&gt;(never gonna change, never gonna change) &lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you&lt;br /&gt;But I'm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more &lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;br /&gt;See my days are cold without you &lt;br /&gt;Butm hurtin while im with you &lt;br /&gt;And though my heart can't take no more&lt;br /&gt;I keep on running back to you &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby why you hurt me leave me and desert me &lt;br /&gt;Boy I gave you all my heart&lt;br /&gt;And all you do is tear it up&lt;br /&gt;Looking out my window&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I should go &lt;br /&gt;Even when I pack my bags&lt;br /&gt;This something always hold me back&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;I had to write this. I was fooled by those tears and werds of yours. I thought after that day, when you said you were truly sorry and that you didnt mean wat you did or say to me, everything was gonna change for the better. And that I will be the happy girl I once was. But no. It was all short-lived. You remained the person you were. But why? You wanted to spend more time with your friends. And that you needed time. I was left alone. When my friends who said they're gonna be by my side, weren't coz they have their own biznes. YOU weren't there. &lt;p&gt;I'm at the verge at giving up wat I thought I lived for, what I thought was the love I finally found which will end beautifully. I think, I've made my decision. I'm too bruised to go on. I have many scar in my heart that are still unattended to. &lt;p&gt;And to &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt;, if you happen to read this, I think I've given you too much chances to prove yourself and to change you treatment towards me. But, you turned away after a short while. I'm sorry. Now I had to leave.&lt;p&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;Chique (Yanti)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111866741287210305?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111866741287210305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111866741287210305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111866741287210305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111866741287210305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/06/been-sometimes-since-i-blogged-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111738461198056918</id><published>2005-05-30T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T00:36:54.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>In exactly 7hrs 55mins, I'll be sitting for my very first lecture of year two. M I suppose to be happy or bored coz skool starting. Well actually, I'm kinda happy though. School makes me busy and I can put my mind at ease for a while. For some, they would know what I mean. Anyway, lemme do some updates while I'm gone. And to see the hecticness of my ferst two weeks of school, I mite be MIA-ing for the time being. First week got rehearsals for Thursday and Friday. Gonna have camp over the weekends and second week, I'll be out of class for rehearsal from morning till night.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wad happen on 27 may? hmmm.. Oh, I was productive that day. Help with the ironing of clothes and the cleaning of oh so dusty fans. And slept my day away before going to work so as not to think of something irrelevent or eventually make me mad.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been exactly a week since he called or I should say since I called him. Look, Like I did mention somewhere below that I m gonna be a different me. I mite still be weak but not as weak as I use to be. No way, I'm gonna be giving in too much. SO what if you say I &lt;i&gt;buat perangai&lt;/i&gt;. So what if I say I dun understand you. Like you even bother to understand or the least be concern about me. If I don't like the way you are, I'm gonna say it. Be it in front of your frens or your parents. Hate me if you want. Go ahead. Like I ever wanna care about that. I've woke up and realise the reality. I'm not a small girl anymore that you met two and a half years ago. I'm grown up. Yes. Sometimes I act childish. But its because I don't get what I want. I've been like respecting you. But haf you respect me or at least tried to. Let's see what the future days have install for us.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 28 May was a wonderful day. Went out with family to check out our new crib. My bro, sis, myself and aunt personally love one of this house but my folks said it was too expensive. Its like fully renovated and stuff. And they are still looking. So then went to see my second sis-in-law who was admitted due to bleeding or something like that. Alamak, suddenly I m like so scared to get pregnant in the future. Complication!! *Bite nails* What the heck!! Talking about getting pregnant.! I don't even know who will I be marrying. Wakakaka... DOinkz! Went to meet Diana at PS with her fren. Joshua. Nice knowing ya... Had fun, wasting the night away arguing about nonsensical stuff, joking, disturbing Josh.... &lt;i&gt; Making my way down town...&lt;/i&gt; Hahaha.. So left about 10.45pm while Josh Diana and Isaac and his frens make their way to China Bar. Did some thinking in the bus on the way home when I finally decided. Why did I let people control my life? I mean its my life and I shall live the way I want to. I shall do what will make me happy. I shall do it my way!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I need to sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111738461198056918?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111738461198056918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111738461198056918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111738461198056918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111738461198056918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/in-exactly-7hrs-55mins-ill-be-sitting.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111711347815374309</id><published>2005-05-26T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T21:17:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ako gile!</title><content type='html'>Pardon me. But this post is gonna be in Malay. I just feel like doing that.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ako mcm rase ako ni bodoh la. Ako ni mcm tak perasan pasal seme &lt;em&gt;latest happening.&lt;/em&gt; Ako kesepian dan kesunyian (&lt;i&gt;isn't that the same meaning. Blueh&lt;/i&gt;) Ako binggung. Ako &lt;i&gt;stress&lt;/i&gt;. Kenape la ni seme kene terjadi. Dugaan ke? Mungkin. Tapi, kenapa sampai ako tak leh angkat. Kalau ako pk pasal masa depan ako. Itu dah lain cite. Orang yang ako syg sekarang tak semestinye orang yang ako akan berkongsi hidup bersama. Ah!! Tidak!! Ako nye situasi macam citer drama. Ape nak buat. Kehidupan kite ni bak pentas. Kite la director. Kite lar pelakon. Tapi Tuhan ada la penulis skrip kita. Dia yang menulis dan menentukan ape yg akan terjadi. Kitalah yg akan mengurus dah menjalani hidup. Ako pon tak tau asal ako ni &lt;em&gt;emo&lt;/em&gt; sangat sejak keblakangan ni. Bahasa melayu dah tunggang langgang. Mcm kepale otak ako jugak.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari2 ako pk sampai tak bole terpk. Tapi nasib ako mcm kentang. Baik benar yang ako tak hilang fikiran (&lt;i&gt;I bet you guys are laffing uh!&lt;/i&gt;). Asal kita tak bole buat skrip sendiri?? Eh, tapi klau gitu kita ni nak step Tuhan. Oh dosa! &lt;i&gt;No no no no way!&lt;/i&gt; Kalau nak gitu, buat ah &lt;i&gt;universe&lt;/i&gt; sendiri. Hah nah kau jadi Tuhan. Eh, ako ni mengarutz benar lar. Ako rase pasal aku ni &lt;i&gt;stress&lt;/i&gt; sangat sampaijadi gini. Tapi takder org kisah lah. Haha. okie. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111711347815374309?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111711347815374309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111711347815374309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111711347815374309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111711347815374309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/ako-gile.html' title='Ako gile!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111703936008045752</id><published>2005-05-26T00:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T00:42:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks like I'm gonna miss the results tomorrow. Dad's got this award interview thingy he wants me to go coz it involves money. Yeah Money! Boohoo. But its okie. I'm all for Bo! Yeah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the finale just now and I m in love with that "Vehicle" song. (If that is ever the title) So cool! I agreed with the judges that the first song Bo sang was kinda not good. The other two were! Even he did went a lil off-key. Gonna be a tough fite. I hope Bo win. No I won't cry if he don't. I will scream!!! How can he not win. He's like a good rocker. Go Bo go!! Carrie?? Oh well, I dunno. I really tot that VOnzell was gonna be in. If Bo and VOnzell were the final two. I'll support both. And I'll be happy if anyone of them win. In this case, I'm with Bo.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH No No No!! I'm gonna miss the results.... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111703936008045752?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111703936008045752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111703936008045752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111703936008045752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111703936008045752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/looks-like-im-gonna-miss-results.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111695234913323280</id><published>2005-05-24T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T00:32:29.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My last 2 post sounds so ANGRY and STRESS out. Like I mention. No I m not angry only disappointed. And I shall be kind enough and reply to my tags before updating about my another half of my day. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mira&lt;/u&gt;: I've forgiven you lar gerl. I need time to get over this. And don't feel bad no more coz it's over already okie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Liah&lt;/u&gt;: Wah.. dah glamour ar name tukar Leah. Haha. I m trying very hard to take things easy and not be so stress. Thx gurl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Zee&lt;/u&gt;: I did scream at you?? when ar? Can't remember. Haha. Don't worry if I can't take it, I won't scream at you, mebbe I'll dip my head into a pail of water and scream. No one can hear. And besides, it helps exercise my vocals too. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Erdi&lt;/u&gt;: Yeah girl. I'll chill. Hugz back.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is such a suay day for me. First the incident in the morning then had to cancel movie plan coz apparently The Amityville Horror will only be shown like at 10pm. Crazy la this cinemas. Those scary movie, they wanna show at night. Make people cannot sleep. So met &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; at Dhoby Ghaut. &lt;i&gt;Teman-ed&lt;/i&gt; him play countless rounds of Wrestling games before heading for Dinner at Mac. Both of us had Foldovers. Yummay! Unfortunately, there's no more Mcfizz.. Awww Man! Diana!! Zee!! No more Mcfizz for me when school reopen.. **SobzSobz** Milo in the morning makes me have tummyache. Be it hot or cold.Random. So then we went spend our time. So great to be out with him. I LOVE YOU DARLING!! &lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diana gonna scream at me when I say this. I choked again! Gah! The words didn't come out right. All i said was " Are you really serious with me??" And he gave me that draggy, oh-my-god-here-she-goes-again kinda answer. Or should I say the oh-no-not this-shit-again kinda answer. See what I mean. Mebbe I didn't choke after all. He wasn't willing to listen to me. And being me, when a person give me that I-don't-wanna-listen-to-you attitude, I'll just shut up. And yeah he said I &lt;i&gt;buat perangai&lt;/i&gt;. Oh well. Like watever. Despite the morning incident and that choking stuff, I enjoyed today. Drama was superb!! Had a good laff and ate cakes. Yummay many many!! Outing with my Darling is also enjoyable. Would be much better if the choking and the attitude shit is cancelled out. So, my day. Overall, mix of enjoyable and disappointing&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Phua Chu Kang The Musical. So tempting. Random.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111695234913323280?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111695234913323280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111695234913323280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111695234913323280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111695234913323280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-last-2-post-sounds-so-angry-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111689901472731064</id><published>2005-05-24T09:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T09:57:44.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So is it my fault or people around me are having a problem?? My fault for being stupid enough not to check some stuff for myself OR is it people who jolly well know they are given responsibility to spread the words and they don't. Tagging after midnight doesn't help for me. You tag, thinking that you haf spread the words. And as a fren, you could like msg me to make sure that I m aware of those changes. IF you can't use ur hp, mebbe you could've called me and if I don't pick up, I HAVE VOICEMAIL. So make full use of it. Ok. Im at SCHOOL now. Geddit school. Thinking that there's training and there wasn't. Only to find out that it is cancelled when I called up another fren THIS MORNING. So mebbe it WAS MY FAULT for not asking that fren myself. Instead I ask ANOTHER fren to do it. Ok Ok MY DAMN BLOODY fault alrite. I don't even know why am I grumbling on and on about this. Mebbe the Imsomnia is getting to me. I couldn't sleep and I rush to skool with enthusiasm only to be disappointed and pissed. And Sleepy... Adding on to that, a Bloody bodyache and headache. Who would've cared even.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See. Sometimes people who you feel happy being around with makes you piss SO much. Like ok,what have I done to deserve this sia. Yesterday was another story. And I hate when stuff like that happen. But I just gotta keep my cool. And no. I m not angry with people but just disappointed. What would you feel when you're really looking forward to meet a bunch of new frens and they said "Ok. But will confirm with you later" or "I meet you later after yada yada yada" And, when you called them up. they either (1) Didn't pick up your call. And when they call back they say they're somewhere else. or (2)You "terserempak" with them on that very day and tot ok, you gonna meet later. But when you finally call them they say they're on the way to some where. I m not pinpointing. But If you think those story fit you then yeah mebbe its you. This events doesnt happen to me once or twice but countless number of time. Not only frens but sometimes my love ones. How can I not get &lt;s&gt;angry&lt;/s&gt; disappointed.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**Breathe in... Breathe out**&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let me get stuff straight. Some stuff that I hate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Last minute cancellation pisses me off&lt;br /&gt;Last minute information pisses me off&lt;br /&gt;Given the responsibility and not living up to the standard makes me wonder how people make decision.&lt;br /&gt;I hate broken promises&lt;br /&gt;And of coz I do hate myself when I broke one&lt;br /&gt;Why make one when its meant to be broken.&lt;br /&gt;Those yaya kinda talk. Feels like punching people when they think too big of themselves&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not talking about frens here. I'm talking about &lt;strong&gt;Everyone&lt;/strong&gt; in general. Family, frens, Relatives, whoever that existed in my life. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can keep going on and on. Coz I have a freaking 5hrs more to go before Drama rehearsal. (I hope that'll cheer me up.) But I don't want to. Why not I go home?? Coz I don't leavenear by. And By doing that I m wasting &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; mom's ezlink. I've always been concern about what people think of me. What I want my frens to see me as. I'm putting a huge happy face when I know deep inside I m not. With all this Shitness. I'm making a huge change in my life. Whether people like it or not. I m. Hate me if you want. All I know, you can't please people and please yourself at the same time. One of you gotta be hurt.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm into randomness nowadays coz I'm growing up and GOD gives me 2 eyes and two ears to hear and see what's going on ard me. My judging can be different from yours but wadda heck. No one think alike. Sometimes great mind don't think alike too.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:I would like to apologise to my readers if any of those werds above hurt you. But try being in my position and you'll know how much it hurt when stuff happens to you. Yeah mebbe you haf experience it before. So what have you learn from that experience.?? You guys are forgiven. I can't get over stuff that easy. Gimme a few days and I'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111689901472731064?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111689901472731064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111689901472731064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111689901472731064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111689901472731064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/so-is-it-my-fault-or-people-around-me.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111686219804258327</id><published>2005-05-23T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:29:58.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This entry is randomness. So if reading random entries from blogs is such a bore for you, you can buzz off. Thank you very much.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confuse&lt;br /&gt;Tired&lt;br /&gt;Sick&lt;br /&gt;Lazy&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those adjective can describe me now. Should I really sit down and talk things out with him before is too late.?? I mean I don't wanna say names here but some people, each time They ask &lt;b&gt;"You and your last time guys still on ar?? How long already??"&lt;/b&gt; And I will answer &lt;b&gt;"2 and a half years"&lt;/b&gt; And they go &lt;b&gt;"Wah so long ar.. So when getting married."&lt;/b&gt; Haha. C'mon I'm only 18 lar. I haven't enjoy life that much yet okie. And yeah. I do take anything that concerns my futre VERY seriously. Y not start now. PLANNING is never a bad thing. Its actually how you handle all the PROCEDURE. Geddit?&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean both of us are busy. Like we ain't got time for each other. Leser convo means lesser updates on each others life. Its not like it use to. We talked on the phone practically everynight for &lt;b&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/b&gt; half an hour talking stuff like what we did on that day and we're joke laugh and piss each other off. Or even dozing off while on the phone only to realise the next morning that both of use didnt hang up. That happen alot last time and not now. All thanks to our busy schedule. I'm starting skool soon. And its like I end school, he start work. So you see.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life has NEVER been going the way you wanted it to. I've done alot of thinking. About me and HIM. There are stuff to be settled and cleared and talked out. But my concern is : "Is tomorrow the rite time??"  and "Will he listen to me and be cooperative?" That's it. I no one can help me besides myself. People been giving me this giving me that and all those make me more confuse. I mean sorry to those people who I've wasted their time. I just hope whatever I do is the rite one.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**End of Randomness**&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111686219804258327?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111686219804258327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111686219804258327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111686219804258327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111686219804258327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-entry-is-randomness.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111677996656394415</id><published>2005-05-23T00:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T00:39:26.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ah... Feels good to be blogging. Been MIA-ing for quite sometime. Got pple miss me aedy.. Haha.*HintHint* I'll just make it short lar k.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body ache&lt;br /&gt;Body ache&lt;br /&gt;And more Body ache&lt;br /&gt;That's all thanks to me for being stoopid for not warming down after training on Saturday. Its already Monday at the time I update it.. I just wanna tell everyone this.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY 2 years 6 months for me and My baby... *Smilez*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I''l love you and always will. Even though we can be such an ass to each other. And the arguements between us is never ending. Or You don't call me that often like you use to coz you said you're tired after work. I do still LOVE you. And No. This is no sarcasm. *MuakzMuakz*&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Its actually as of 22 May 2005.. LoLx &lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tuition session will be cancelled tommorow coz My aunt is bringing their kids to Johore. Mira, I'm so sorry to call you up. But i just tot. Why not I hang out with my new frens. And this time pple with the same interest as me. The only Taufik-ed person number I had is hers so yeah. If you are reading this before 4pm Mebbe ya wanna holla me ay. &lt;i&gt;Apa salah nye. Marila kita mengeratkan tali siraturrahim kita sesama Muslim...&lt;/i&gt; Kwangkwangkwang. If you don't haf my number. Shame on you! Haha. No lar. go get from someone who have lar k.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I'm working at 10am later. And I shall get my well-deserved rest. My back is still killing me. Awwww.. I need a massage. A good one okie. Shall not make any phone calls after this. So straight to bed I go! Oh oh.. before that must go bath dulu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111677996656394415?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111677996656394415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111677996656394415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111677996656394415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111677996656394415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/ah.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111643556153157347</id><published>2005-05-19T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T00:59:21.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think i just make a summary of everything. Work was fyn even though some auntie was acting like a bitch. Ah. Wat ever. Overall was ok la.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plan was to send &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; to work but... Ah. Another whatever. I was already in  the bus on the way to Woodlands when he told me no need to send. And wanted me to "patah balik". Like WTF! I m already on ma way to Woodlands. so being stubborn me, I stayed at Woodlands. Ate at Mac Civic Centre Before walking aimlessly at Causeway Point. Looking for nothing actually. So then took 969 to Tampines and walk around aimlessly a Century Square before heading to work.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m having this pain at the right side of my head and its starting to irritate me. My sight is getting blur. My head feels heavy. Oh man. going West Mall with sis later to find something for my kuzzin. I hope my headache or whatever you call it will get better tomorrow. taa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111643556153157347?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111643556153157347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111643556153157347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111643556153157347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111643556153157347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-i-just-make-summary-of.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111633200950092965</id><published>2005-05-17T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T20:17:52.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KARUNA 'Live'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/loonatik_freaque/album?.dir=/3b7d"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSC02736.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click for more pics.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sebenarnyer ako ni takder mood nak blog lar. Sebenarnyer nak blog semalam tapik abg ako suruh ajar die maths. Ako ni ader tokoh jadi Maths teacher tau!! Hah. Dan ako masih binggung kenape ako nari nak step melayu tapik bahasa mcm soyal. haha. Yok kita kembali kepada bahasa Inggeris!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a fabulous day out. Okie I was suppose to meet &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; at 12pm at my bus stop. But ended up met him at 1pm. Guys! So not on time. And so we went somewhere else first before heading to Tampines Mall to watch HOUSE OF WAX. Ok lah abit outdated but nevermind. It was wicked man! Poor Paris. Died with the pole struck into her forehead. Eww. Gruesome. I'll give 8/10.. &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; suggested to watch Amityville Horror after H.O.W coz its like available right after H.O.W. But unfortunately I turned down the offer coz my bro wants me to teach him maths. He got exams tomorrow. All the best! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of that I didnt go training just now. Instead I stayed home to teach my brother and did the GEMs selection before heading to skool for Drama Rehearsal. Nothing Much lar. I had fun meeting my Drama Buddies again. Seems like Faz and Filza won't be joining. Argh! Sadz. I'm alone. Well, not so la. Still got others. No ngaji today. Haiyo. Feel like going out but tomorrow need to go Bukit Batok or something like that to help Zee's aunties teaching kids to run. Heh. Haha. Wanna go now lar.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel the urge of meeting &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; at his workplace. Hmm... Dunno lar eh. *random* Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111633200950092965?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111633200950092965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111633200950092965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111633200950092965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111633200950092965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/karuna-live-click-for-more-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111617905697716148</id><published>2005-05-16T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T01:44:16.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;B&gt;I MISS TAUFIK!!! &lt;br /&gt;I MISS TAUFIK!!!&lt;br /&gt;I MISS TAUFIK!!!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was random...&lt;br /&gt;Even though I just saw him at Ngee Ann City, I don't seem to get enough of him. Sigh. I wonder what kinda potion he use to charm us all.. Ah.. Taufik. Taufik. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla enough of Taufik. As much as I miss Taufik, I miss my Baby more. &lt;i&gt; Ok ok here comes the mushy stuff&lt;/i&gt; Things are fine for us. FOR NOW. I'm glad. I hope that it's gonna stay this way as long as it takes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work was fine. Did some stocking up. But i prefer cashiering. Saw my cousin on my way home. Caught up with each other's life and happenings. How I miss all those times ALL of my cousin were happily playing together. Gathering every weekends at my late grandma's house. everything started to change due to some conflicts. And now me and my older cousins are separated. I don't blame anyone cos this happen. everything happen for a reason and GOD have HIS reasons of doing all this. HE is not bad.&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.Ate. Took a bath. Got kinda pissed with mom for some reasons. Parents are sometimes so narrow-minded and not understanding. They think that if a person use to be bad in the past. He or she is bad forever. Ah. Whatever lar..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet my baby tomorrow. Yay-ness... My brother wants me to teach him Maths. I love Maths. I m more number-frenly than word-frenly.. I prefer 1,2,3 addition, subtraction, division and Multiplication and algebra rather than A,B,C, synonyms, vocabulary, wat ever wat shit lar. Baby decided to come over to meet my parents. Its rare to see him meeting my folks. Hhaha.. I shall enjoy tomorrow. So long peepz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111617905697716148?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111617905697716148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111617905697716148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111617905697716148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111617905697716148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-miss-taufik-i-miss-taufik-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111608774221359550</id><published>2005-05-15T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:22:22.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;I m so freakin' pissed!!&lt;/b&gt;With who??&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MYSELF!!&lt;/b&gt;  Hah!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you people are finding a photographer of some sort.. Don't ever call me. I mite be a camera whore. But I m not camera frenly... When I get too excited or watever... There I go.. The pictures or even video I took is like so retarded... Freakin retarded... Phew.. *breathe in.. breathe out* I Got a freakin good chance to take a picture of Taufik just now when he was going in d &lt;b&gt;CAR&lt;/b&gt;. Ya, apparently he went off in a car and not a van.. BooHoo.. I think the next time, I'll just ask sis to take pic and I become the stalker... And Oh. I better learn all this IDOL-CHASING strategies fast..Hahaha. Me and sis work out some strategies.. Shall not disclose any..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training this morning. Usual routine. Then had tutoring at Woodlands with my kuzzin before heading to Orchard to meet Shad, Anisah (nice meeting ya!!) and Mira (Nice meeting u too... hehe) to watch Taufik perform at this Vesak day thingy lar.. waited for like 2 hrs++ &lt;b&gt;STANDING&lt;/b&gt; I repeat &lt;b&gt;STANDING&lt;/b&gt;.. But it was worth the wait. Saw other Forumers cum Fiknatics.. Liah, Lina, Fira, Ana and others who I m not sure too... We got to take pictures when Fikk perform.. I soooo miss him lar... Wahahahha... Its like 2 weeks since I last see him perform. *Hearts* Taufik many2.. But I *hearts* My dear Baby Nizam more okie... Things been going good for us.. we settled stuff... I'm glad. I hope that things will be like it use to... or even better... *Off Topic*&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the Taufik thingy.. will post some of the SUCCESSFUL pictures soon okie. After the finale thingy we headed back stage in the hope of catching a glimpse of our beloved idol. We did but unfortunately, Thanks to my unprofessionality of picture taking, there wasnt any close up pictures.. Boo!!! Nehmind next time&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't You guys heard that they are producing Karaoke VCD on the showcase on d 19 April. Wah so excited. Need to save money already. It'll be out this month and the autograph session will be somewhere in June. Since I have made more Fiknatics frens.. We shall be screaming our heads off together.(I Hope) Like I said pictures will be up soon k. And I gotta go.. Waiting for him to call soon and off to bed. Another long day tomorrow. adios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111608774221359550?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111608774221359550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111608774221359550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111608774221359550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111608774221359550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-m-so-freakin-pissedwith-who-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111598135458601643</id><published>2005-05-13T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T18:49:14.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My second day at werk and not so bad lar after all uh. At least I got something to fill my time with. and, money ($Ching Ching$) Huahahha... Met alot of familiar faces and ol'frens.. Fun fun fun. I hope that I can learn fast and not be too dependant on people. All I care about now is myself and no one else. People don't care about me. So y bother.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sings* &lt;i&gt;Now I'm stronger than yesterday... &lt;/i&gt; I called up some frens. Tot of chilling out with them or something.. But My calls were unanswered so headed home. Sis went to watch  "House of Wax" Cool or wad. Well, suppose to be watching it with someone but apparently didnt come true.. Mebbe will be waitching with ma frens or whoever soon. Next on d list is "The Amityville Horror" and oh, "Coach Carter". Mebbe dat one juz buy VCD lar.. Horror movie nicer to watch in d Cinema. Screamz!!!!Haha&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to haf ngaji but I *ehem* *ehem* So cannot lar.. And looks like I will be on d net. Forum!!!! Yipeee!!! Can't wait to meet my forum peepz.. I dunno wat else to blog...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in KARMA... do you..?? *random*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111598135458601643?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111598135458601643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111598135458601643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111598135458601643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111598135458601643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-second-day-at-werk-and-not-so-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111587511167864888</id><published>2005-05-12T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T13:39:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wootz wootz... I'm alive again with my dear blog.. Internet was down for sometime. Still wondering y is it not connected to the connection under my name but its connected to the one under the router... Hmm... My week has been a rollercoaster ride for me. Got camp on Friday to Sunday.. It was fun + tiring plus eye opening(?) hahah. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother's Day on Sunday. Didnt really celebrate actually. Had tutoring with my kuzzies at Marsiling and Toa Payoh. I was so shagged lar.. Haha. AND!! I got ma job at Cheers. For those who wanna knoe who this blogger is. Feel free to visit me at Cheers Tampines MRT Station. Don't forget to say hi k! And if i don't seem to remember you.. Tell me who u are. Coz this aunty here is a bit forgetful you know! Wakakakka... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I mention.. My week was a rollercoaster ride.. There are some disappointing stuff that happen.. But I wanna be "Class 95" for a while... "Only Hear The Good Stuff" Been doing alot of soul searching, decision making and being more mature and reasonable in watever I do. Thx to those who make this possible. Without you guys, I wont be this strong to move on. You guys are my strength and My motivation.. Despite all those scolding I got from you guys, I didnt take it to heart coz I know you all care. Even though there are people who don't. My Bitches, My Godbro, My Godsis.. Thx for being there... I love you!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awww.. Let cut the touchy2.. I shall respond to the tags&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Rusydiah:&lt;/u&gt; Hey gerl. Long time no c u oso Huh... Woitz.. Lets go movie.. we got alot of makcik kepo-ing to do okie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Minami&lt;/u&gt;: Hello ol' neighbour!! Wakaka.. Nick mcm jepun neh! Haha.. Baik2.. I'll link ya k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AhKing&lt;/u&gt;: Hey bear! Thx. Yeah I agree I did well, but not wat I expect. i hope you did well too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mira&lt;/u&gt;: Ako masi disini!!! asal ko rindu ako eh. Ako pon rindu kao. And foruming.. Will b back foruming soon hunny!! But not as frequent.. ako da start keje..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Fatz&lt;/u&gt;: Thx Fatz.. Suddenly I miss my Taufik-ed frens and Forum... *sobz* I hope u doin fine with your  Mid years Fatz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Punkecik&lt;/u&gt;: Hi there.. Thx fer visiting my site yang tak seberape ni (step humble konon... *KahPuih!* Haha) I'll link ya and add ya at frenster soon k!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111587511167864888?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111587511167864888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111587511167864888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111587511167864888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111587511167864888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/wootz-wootz.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111525850109831824</id><published>2005-05-05T09:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T10:01:41.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woootz!! Got ma results... Not exactly satisfied by it as some of my classmates got DISINCTION. Congrats to you guys.. Mebbe I should be studying with you guys. So I can absorb your knowledge. Haha. I mean you guys can help me... I m not ashame to share my results even if its not that good.. well here.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                                                          &lt;strong&gt;Chemical process Principle   -- A&lt;br /&gt;Engineering Maths 1   -- A&lt;br /&gt;Report Writing and Presentation -- B&lt;br /&gt;Drama appreciation --B&lt;br /&gt;Introduction to Microbiology -- B+&lt;br /&gt;Inorganic and Organic Chemistry -- B+&lt;br /&gt;IDEAS -- B+&lt;br /&gt;Software Application -- D+&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester GPA -- 3.442&lt;br /&gt;Cumulative GPA -- 3.511&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did better last semester. That's y my cumulative GPA is higher than this semester. I need to study hard next year.. I was too slacking and laid back. I regret that alot.. I need to get at least a Distinction in my result. And no. If I dun geddit. I won't go kill myself.. I just try harder next time.. Yeah! Positivity!!! Believe in myself... Yeah!!! Once again Congrats to those who got good results as in GPA 3.6 and above!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111525850109831824?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111525850109831824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111525850109831824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111525850109831824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111525850109831824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/woootz-got-ma-results.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111519874931693695</id><published>2005-05-04T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T09:25:36.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh wow!!! I miss blogging. I didnt haf either the idea on wat to blog or the mood to blog. But I'll blog anyway.. even though no one seems to visit my blog and leave any tags.. Its okie..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2nd May Afternoon..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that I gave the Istana thingy amiss.. Seriously. I just don't feel like going. I don't know y lar. So instead, I followed my folks to visit my paternal aunty before heading for my tutoring at my maternal aunt's. I felt to bored to go home early that day so called up a couple of frens. Unfortunately they were busy. Luckily, Dani called me and she wants me to accompany her to me Dzaf to pass the camp form... Camp!! Oh man!! I haven't evn pack my bag. Now I don't feel like going for camp. Wat's wrong with me sia! Ok. Enuf. So after that I went to get my long wanted fags and headed to Esplanade where I suddenly feel so alone amongst those couples.. Hugging and kissing and exchanging stares... I so miss all those moment.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We make a move around 8.30pm for home. Took a bath den go forum-ing.. Somehow it erae my stress... Forum-ing rules.... I love my forum-ing pple.. I got addicted ever since I became an active member. Its fun... weeheee...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3rd May&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S'pose to haf training but we have "Strategy meeting" instead. Came to skool with swollen eyes. Don't ask. So the after that went Jurong Point for lunch and the off to tutoring. Was suppose to met up with HIM but as usual cancelled cause he haven't wake up. Stayed a while before going home. Forum-ed again while chatting with some frens on MSN. And HE finally wanted to MSN with me.. But thats only occasionally... Funny how some people at chatting room look fer Sex partner hahahha.. "Hi... i m horny.. wanna haf phone sex" Ewwww.... Immediate turn off... Chat with a few people beofre logging of and talk to HIM on the phone before he went off to play carom (at 3am in the morning!) and me off to sleep....&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 11am. Bathe. Eat. Make a few phone calls but get disappointed by each. Den i got ready and went to Tampines to tried my luck at several places.. I just haf to wait for thie calls... Calling my old work place later I hope they haf vacancies... And any of those places call me up. I need cash and I need to werk.. I haf my own reasons for that..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chilled at Mac for a while to take my mind of things.. Went home after that. Volla!! here i M in front of my lappy. And I don think I m foruming today.. Off la satu hari. wakakak I gtg..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111519874931693695?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111519874931693695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111519874931693695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111519874931693695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111519874931693695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/oh-wow-i-miss-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111500092469955500</id><published>2005-05-02T10:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T10:50:54.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My mind is so messed up rite now. I donno what to do. When someone you love so much starts not to share alot of things with you coz they wan their own space. But you were never given yours. Its disturbing but there's not much things you can do. Mebbe this was the cause of being too dependent cos you thought that things will always be fyn between the both of you. But the fact is it won't. But sooner or later if things still don't work out for us (I hope it will) life has to move on... &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter note, I went for the May Day carnival yesterday and it was packed to the max.. And stupid me! I didnt check &lt;a href="http://www.taufikbatisah.net"&gt;The official Site&lt;/a&gt;. He's actually scheduled to perform first. He was good. He did three numbers. Superstition, followed by Let's stay together then One Last.. I wasn't at the stage front. I was at the side.. Forever shouting. "Taufik.. tengok sini lah... Taufik" as if he heard me amongst the screaming crowd.. Haha but he did make the effort to look to the side. Arggh.. Sly sang three songs. All chinese. Err. No comments. Haha. He had "rock" attitude. *chuckle* Ok enough.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then both Sly and Fikk were on stage for the launch of the May Day thingy. After that they did "I Dream". A duet.. Taufik did great. He remembered his lyrics ok!! *hint hint* I have to be honest here. I realise that Sly did for get his words. Ok, mebbe Taufik had that on his album and he sang that millions of time.. Thats y he can remember. But, he should at least recall before the performance... But nevemind. Dah lepas pon. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite after they went off stage. Off we went backstage to get a glimpse of Taufik. I've learn my lesson "If you want to discuss about strategy in Idol chasing, don't say it loud.. Haha." He dance to this Indian song. So cute. Caught on tape. Ehekz.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our nite ended with fireworks. Awesome. Headed home. Bath. Went on MSN. Chat with some people. Get pissed with some people. Yeah. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111500092469955500?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111500092469955500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111500092469955500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111500092469955500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111500092469955500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/05/my-mind-is-so-messed-up-rite-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111487108003488233</id><published>2005-04-30T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T22:24:40.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I m fucking tired maN!! Had training in the morning. Suppose to have friendly with Dover ITE. BUt it was cancelled. Damn. Was kinda nervous coz I still haven't get the strategies into my head yet. Had physical training and alot of water break. I was glad tt i tried to improve my playing. day was frigging humid.. I was sweating like a pig even though we had training in the Sports Hall. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition with another of my kuzzy. Slack a while at her place while watching Spongebob Squarepants The Movie. I was kinda half (well.. only a third actually) asleep. Tired man.. I slept awhile while waiting for my aunt as she and my kuzzy are going to Causeway point. Unfortunately I didn get to sit in the bus.. Was standing till Tampines. Didnt get to sleep. I m sleepy. My room suddenly turn into a refuge camp. Coz its the only room in d house with AC Oh man. So crowded.. &lt;em&gt;*Yawn*&lt;/em&gt; I need to bath. Wanna rest. Mebbe waiting fer dear to call... Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111487108003488233?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111487108003488233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111487108003488233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111487108003488233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111487108003488233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-m-fucking-tired-man-had-training-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111477926235646112</id><published>2005-04-29T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:54:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been gone for quite some time haven't I. Not that I don't wanna blog but it seems that whatever happen to me in my daily life are actually very personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quit it Yanti.. you've promise not to hurt ur self! *zap*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. What was that. Oh ya. I finally found out what is actually wrong with me. Nothing. Yeah. Nothing. What I am doing all day is to blame myself for something I didnt do. And me, trying to be the perfect girlfren, which of coz I failed to be. Well, mebbe on the brighter side, I wasn't appreciated when I tried to make everything rite. I need to chiil out... Lean back.. according to bro. True, I've been actually hurting my poor soul. I was being too emotional and wanna make things right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I dunno. This is just me, you see. Apperently some people want their own space. Own time. Own life. I wan mine too... After hurting myself for nothing I need to take a break! ahaha. So I guess, I will be oh Hiatus for sometime.. If I could go away.. I would. Mebbe somewhere where I can just put my mind at ease and relax... resort? The problem is I dun haf the cash.. Well if I do, I WILL take a long long deserve vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will miss me anyway... Ryte!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111477926235646112?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111477926235646112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111477926235646112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111477926235646112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111477926235646112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/ive-been-gone-for-quite-some-time.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111451814954182116</id><published>2005-04-26T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:31:05.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh well let see wat i did during the weekend...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met ma fren and we talked alot... Poor her. I pity her for trying so hard to fix her life when the guy didt do anything. Nothing.. All he does is eat, sleep and nothing else. While she work. Trying to look after herself and planning for the big day. All over her area were Pasar malam (night market). So we walked and look at the stuff. I kept eating and eating... At last I have my waffle hotdog.. Hehe.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home with a happy stomach.. Heheh... I reach home and ma fwen called telling me (crying) her guy and siblings ate her food without asking. Heartless creature. Bein irresposible, one thing. Being ignorant, another. Being heartless. Effing shyt man. Its sad tt I live kinda far.. if not I'll get her something to eat..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition wih my kuzzy. Met my Baby. Ya. Ok. Nothing much actually. Sit and talked. Okie. I did witness something. I'm so sorry.. But at some points. there were disappointment and embarrassement. Nevermind. Now I SORTA understand wats going on.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then I went home and guess wat happen to me.?? I puke! I think I m gonna be sick. Anorexic?? Nevermind lar.. Being sick is nothing. No one care anyway. When I die then mebbe people will take notice of me. heheh.. Sorry Diana. Don't be angry with me cuz I say this. Zee too.. I love you galz!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training in the morning. I was as lousy as I've always been lar ok. Dun wanna talk about it. I went to the library in the afternoon.. Yanti?? Library?? Ya. y? No biggie ryt.. I juz need something to spend ma time and I realise I haf a book which is seriously overdue. $20+ fine.. Wahkaoz... If I get my job, I hafta set aside $30 for tt sia..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf nothing to say about everything lar. I don't wanna say. I just pray for your happiness and strength to face this obstacle&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111451814954182116?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111451814954182116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111451814954182116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111451814954182116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111451814954182116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/oh-well-let-see-wat-i-did-during.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111426807210524200</id><published>2005-04-23T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T22:54:32.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MUSIKA EKSTRAVAGANSA ROCKS MY SOCKS!!!! AHHH!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. E was awesome I tell ya. Even though I wasn't there at MDC.. But atmosphere at home was as good!! Sis and me was shouting everytime Taufik came out.. He was absolutely HOT!!! HOT!! M.E made my day... I was so high when I was watching. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TRIPLE NOIZE ROX!! RUFFEDGE ROX!! SITI ROX!! SINGAPORE IDOL ROX!!! TAUFIK ROX MORE!! Ahhhh!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's always that one person &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that will always have your heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You never see it coming cause&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're blinded from the start&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Know that you're that one for me,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's clear for everyone to see&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ooh baby, you will always be my boo&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Argh!! I love that suit. He look so Usher-ish. OMFG!! Taufik. You made my day with that song. Thanks. Oh well, he won't be seeing this but.. Nevermind..&lt;p&gt;The Singapore Idol finalist did a fantabulous job. That collaboration with Vince was splendid!! I think Vince is better off with English. Just like Fikk.. But, what ever it is.. Taufik is forever better... I saw forumers and some bloggers... Fatz, I saw the board! I saw Razlan, Fira and Ana and some other people. Of coz Fikk fan!! S.I finalist rox! i love their outfit.. and Chrissy-Poo is soooooo cute!!! That hairdo. He looks like the cute guitarist of Ashley Simpson's band. (according to Sis, he is cute) Chrissy-Poo is cuuutttteee!! Taufik is &lt;strong&gt;HOTT&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Triple Noize did a great job. But for those who actually realise, someone is replced by someone else. Dee wasn't there. This ash-blonde-haired guy is there is instead. I dunno what is his name lar. Where's Dee?? Ahahaha.. But they did an equally good job. That collabo with Ruffedge was good.. I love it. I was practically grooving to it man.. Oh my god!! It brought back those days when I was a hardcore Hip Hop gig goer... Hardcore breaker.. Frequent visitor of Youth Park. Mem'ries. Triple Noize was the reason I got invlove in the Hip Hop scene. And now, Taufik is the one who brought back all those mem'ries. OHhhhh weeee!!!!! These are the bright side of life that I appreciate... &lt;em&gt;Phew&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111426807210524200?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111426807210524200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111426807210524200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111426807210524200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111426807210524200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/musika-ekstravagansa-rocks-my-socks.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111423524998602314</id><published>2005-04-23T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T13:49:59.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't understand why things happen. Ok. They do happen for a reason. But most of the time we dunno wat. I feel like a useless girlfren to you. You just refuse to tell me what's going on. You refuse to make me undestand the situation you are in now. All I wanted was to be by your side and to go through this hurdle in life together with you. Mebbe what you say was rite. That I show my concern in a wrong way. At the wrong time. I m sorry. Like you and other people, I m just another creation of God. I m just a human being.. And mebbe to show my concern in the rite way is my weakness.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that its hard for you and your family now. I've always prayed that you and your family wil be strong to face the challenge in life. I've always prayed that one day.. Just one fine day, things will be much better. I will and always pray or the happiness of you and your family. even though I m not part of them yet. This is the best help I can give. GOD will help.. HE will. HE won't let HIS creation suffer for no reason. All I wan is to see my love ones happy again.. and always.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if it means I have to give up my happiness.. I will. For I beieve what I give will be what I get in return. You wan your own space. Ok. I will grant you. Coz I know you have your reason. The reason only you know what. And I will never been told about. But deep inside me. I will have a sense of guilt. The guilt to know that I wasn't there by your side when I really wanted to. However, I have to live with this.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing for sure, Baby.. I love you.. And I've always been. I promise to go through this journey in life with you.. I m ready. But if for now, you don't need me. I will accept the fact. In love, sacrifice is the best gift for the other party to receive. Be assured that I will always be here when you need me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111423524998602314?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111423524998602314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111423524998602314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111423524998602314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111423524998602314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-dont-understand-why-things-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111418689894994574</id><published>2005-04-23T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:32:06.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I finally change the skin.. This one kinda show wat I m feeling now. Un-needed. Even if I tried to be there in people's eyes. When I really wanna be by their side when they are troubled, its sad to know that they wanna depend n other people But not me.. No matter wat, I shall be standing here.. In case you need me. In case you feel that I m finally needed in ur life. Problems don't go away easily.. They dun come uninvited either...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear, if you are reading this.. Be strong okie.. Things happen for a reason.. I believe in Karma.. What goes around comes around.. I will be here whenever you need me. Even if you don't need me, I will still be by you.. To pull you through this journey in life.. This is never the end.. It is just a beginning. You know that I love you.. God loves you... Believe that he'll reward you one day. I &lt;em&gt;sayang&lt;/em&gt; you many many... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111418689894994574?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111418689894994574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111418689894994574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111418689894994574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111418689894994574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-finally-change-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111405439966788786</id><published>2005-04-21T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:11:13.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here are some.. Yeah... really some.. Sorry coz I only managed to take very few pics... And they are kinda unclear except those taken before the concert starts.. So.. Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 393px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="248" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image193.jpg" width="366" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just me at the foyer.. Getting all excited for the showcase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 396px; HEIGHT: 309px" height="452" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image194.jpg" width="493" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Ticket!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 306px" height="600" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image197.jpg" width="399" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and My Goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 300px" height="649" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image198.jpg" width="653" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Razlan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Raz said: I hope I'm not overdressed.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Raz.. you look perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 416px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="521" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image201.jpg" width="521" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Shad.. My company for the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 320px" height="545" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image202.jpg" width="517" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stage before the show...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 423px; HEIGHT: 305px" height="586" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image204.jpg" width="437" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatz and Gang....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 425px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="533" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image206.jpg" width="409" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAUFIK!!!! ARRRGGHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 422px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="752" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image211.jpg" width="738" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect In white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 424px; HEIGHT: 326px" height="757" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image207.jpg" width="469" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik doing Me and Mrs Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 315px" height="712" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image209.jpg" width="517" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're proud to be you fans Taufik!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 426px; HEIGHT: 313px" height="558" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image210.jpg" width="429" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One for the Double Platinum. The other for being the first ever&lt;br /&gt;Artist featured on stamps... &lt;em&gt;Taufik x 20!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 429px; HEIGHT: 322px" height="690" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image212.jpg" width="674" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 427px; HEIGHT: 354px" height="409" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Image213.jpg" width="302" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonafide together again!! Shake that body... Woooohooo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111405439966788786?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111405439966788786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111405439966788786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111405439966788786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111405439966788786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/here-are-some.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111401773461409947</id><published>2005-04-21T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T10:29:04.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;TAUFIK SHOWCASE = A.W.E.S.O.M.E!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite some huge arguments with &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; at the beginning of the day, my day did end with much fun on the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19th April 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... The most memorable day as a Taufik fan.. I was there. The atmosphere was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tremendous!! Awesome!! Fantastic!!! Marvellous!!! Fantabulous!! Bee-You- tee-ful!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;Oh my gawd.. I still can't believe I was there to witness the &lt;strong&gt;First ever showcase of our First Eeevvverr Singapore Idol... &lt;/strong&gt;He was so good I tell Ya!! Hot!!! I  did get to smuggle in &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; camera phone so I could take the pictures which will be uploaded shortly.. Patience people... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He did most of the number in his cd. It was superb man! He dance!! He dance!!! OMFG!! I was glued to my seat andI can' stop taking vids using the phone. I personally love that nite version of "Ain't No Sunshine".  &lt;em&gt;Ain't no Sunshine when she's gone.. lalala...&lt;/em&gt; Ahhh!!!! I was mesmerised by his vocals man!! Seriously magnificient!!! I'm outta adjectives..  His moves!!! His moves are just.. Oh man... &lt;em&gt;Cairkan aku lar!!!&lt;/em&gt; At the end of that song, he did a duet with Mark, the other half of the original Bonafide.. Oh my!! They were good!! I miss seeing them perform together.. I was grooving to the song. If its not for the recording of the showcase.. I think people will be standing and grooving.. I love that number.. Arrgghhh!!!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Bonafide rox!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;So does TAUFIK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since sis didnt get a chance to witness the memorable event. I called her like, well, according to her in her blog, more den 10 times.. before the show and during the show.. She was like "&lt;em&gt;kakak.. call me when you are inside. I wanna hear him sing.."&lt;/em&gt; So when I did call her up, she was like &lt;em&gt;"Arrghhh!!!! Oh my god!!! He sings!! Argghh!!! dun forget to record alot of pic and songs okie."&lt;/em&gt; Ya okie.. And I was doing something illegal ah!! Nyahaha... But it was fun. I shouted like mad. I was like..&lt;em&gt; "Arrghhh!! TAUFIK!!! *waves waves*"&lt;/em&gt; hoping he'll see. But no..! Oh nehmind.. Thx to Shad who came early and we did get front seats.. row D is good okie!! I &lt;em&gt;*hearts*&lt;/em&gt; my seat!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My seat was great.. Exactly two rows below his family. I saw his mom.. She look cute... Hehehe.. Suhaimi and Fam was there... Aide Iskandar and family was there too... I tot i saw Haney Hadad... D24.. my seat number.. Suhaimi row E.. Aide row F... family row G... cool uh!! aHHH... I wan Taufik showcase again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, saw a few bloggers along the way.. Fatz, Razlan, Shafik (junior Taufik). And not forgetting Thx to Mira fer introducing Shad to me. So at least I got company. And oh.. saw Liah and gang doing the placards... I autographed behind the letter "K". Fatz!!! Like I tagged in ur blog.. dun poke me like you did when in public. Never okie. It'll be bad I tell ya. hahaha.. And oh, Ya.. I m older than Haz.. But she is more informed about wat's hapening in d entertainment world than me.. Took pic of Fikk gang. Shall put up later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the show, I saw the long queue near the glass door. Oh man. Those people are the ones who get to Meet and Greet Taufik.. And I did saw the group wearing Taufik-faced t-shirt going in with the family. If I noe I stayed longer ang tagged with Razlan. Haha... Fatz and gang became stalker... hahaha..They're lucky coz they get to meet Fikk at his void deck. Nyeahah. Fun tyme ar people. Hehehe.. And they are so lucky coz they get tix to the &lt;em&gt;Musika Ekstravagansa&lt;/em&gt; thingy at Suria... Waarrgghh!! I WANT!! I WANT!!! Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home with Cherissa and her fren (sorry forget the name). And Shad too.. We talked like we've known each other for ages. Its fun making frens at this kinda events. Kewlness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived home and sis was on ma bed waiting for me. She wanna see all the vids I took. She was &lt;strong&gt;WIDE &lt;/strong&gt;awake after seeing all the vids. Cute of her.. Must haf a fun tyme making her frens jealous with the recordings uh. I didnt came home empty handed okie... A whole bunch of Fikk's pics (illegally taken), Videos, Taufik's poster, Entry ticket, The invitation card and Taufik's autographed stamps... &lt;em&gt;Taufik x 20&lt;/em&gt;... &lt;em&gt;Shiokness!!!&lt;/em&gt; I did saw some people bringing home the huge posters... alamakz!! If I noe i take it earlier... hahahz... But nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously wanna meet Fikk personally. Craving. I've always imagined, telling him the very first time I saw him was at this LaSalle gig when I was back in only Secondary 3! Thatz like 3 years ago.. I feel in love with his voice, move and performance since then. I imagined asking him to autograph my floorball bag.. at anything that I can think of. Phew.. That will be in a very long tyme ay. I hope the time will come.. &lt;em&gt;*Snap Snap* get back to reality Yanti!!!&lt;/em&gt; Okie.. I shall end here.. will post pics later and I shall update more okie. My target is to update about the Showcase fer now.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111401773461409947?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111401773461409947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111401773461409947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111401773461409947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111401773461409947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/taufik-showcase.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111388000660881570</id><published>2005-04-19T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T11:21:14.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guys and making promises don't go together.. I had enough of people making nice sweet promises and all and in the end breaking them. If they do fulfill it, it will only last for a moment or two. Never longer that a day. hah. I just dun geddit... Its sucks!! If YOU THINK YOU CAN'T HANDLE A SIMPLE PROMISE DEN DON'T. You think you need the freedom with our frens go ahead. Its always been you and your frens ever since you become JOBLESS!! Just like your frens, you dun made any effort ON YOUR OWN for all this. You're a PROCRATINATOR... I dn care if you were to see this. It is meant for you to see anyway, since you said I m naggy and it seems that you PREFER me doing a public display den talkin to you one on one. I DUN LIKE to use harsh words like this. But sometimes it just built up in me and I need to let it all out. Thx fer being patient towards my attitude and all. Oh So Shwweeeeeetttttttttt.............. of you.. I m speechless...  I dunno wat to say or do next.. Mebbe I shall just keep quiet and see wat happen to you. See if your frens can help you uh. Haf Fun!! Hah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111388000660881570?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111388000660881570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111388000660881570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111388000660881570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111388000660881570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/guys-and-making-promises-dont-go.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111374672977558789</id><published>2005-04-17T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T22:08:30.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 DAY 22 HRS 4 MINS!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie I m getting more excited.. Thehehhe Arrgghh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 248px; HEIGHT: 138px" height="177" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/2005_04_8Days06.gif" width="348" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going!! I'm going!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/comeinwhite.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring back the Final showdown feeling to the First ever Showcase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know wat?? I cant believe that I stayed home the whole day today. Yeap!! Don't laugh. I became a housewife for one day... Anak dara lar katerkan.. Got soem replies from the taggers. Thx guys!! At last I'm not going alone. I'm going with some other Taufik-ed people/bloggers... hehehhe.. I hope It'l be a blast and we shall haf fun!!! Yipee!! Basically Sunday is a bore... So nuthing much. Tata!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;1 DAY 22 HRS 4 MINS.....&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/7478932-111374672977558789?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111374672977558789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111374672977558789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111374672977558789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111374672977558789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/1-day-22-hrs-4-mins-okie-i-m-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111367155529023984</id><published>2005-04-17T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T01:14:25.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arghhh!!! Damn!! Okie... Most of you would noe wats all this excitement about... Yeah!! You guess right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 DAYS... 19 HRS... 10 MINS...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To Evening With Taufik...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! I'm... excited, Taufik-ed, anxious... Wat ever you call that feeling when you are about to see Taufik perform Live... I still haven't get any reply from any bloggers. Sigh... Watta do. Looks like imma be alone after all.. Loner.. BooHoo... I'm too excited to blog about anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had training in the morning. Damn. I m running outta stamina. I kinda blacked out during the game practice... Thx Zaf and Wani and the rest fer the concern. Luv ya galz!! Shyt! I need to work out real soon. I mean really. And I need to master the game well. selection of only 20 for IVP?? okie.. I mite not get it. But i really wan!!! I shall practice alotz... Mebbe I shall do some searching on d positioning and wat shit lar... Haha.. well, not exactly shit you see. I need to improve.. I still got time... But its short... And I hope to get into club.. All I need is to believe in myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition in the afternoon. I was so fruckings tired that I was such a useless tutor just now. Sheesh. So sorry dear kuzzy. The session was short.. about an hour ++ only.. den I dozed off before waking up to &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; call. Went to &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; place and hung out while watching VCD. That's basically how I spend ma whole day lar... Now I cant sleep.. haha. Waiting fer &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; call... I shall wait till my eyes give way...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111367155529023984?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111367155529023984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111367155529023984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111367155529023984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111367155529023984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/arghhh-damn-okie.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111354274506095900</id><published>2005-04-15T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T13:25:45.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 more days</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;4 MORE DAYS!!!! &lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Evening With Taufik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously can't wait for that day. I hope some bloggers reply to my tags so that I wont be goin all alone to Kallang.. OMG!! I cant believe that I m finally going to see Taufik perform live... Arrghh.. I m Taufik-fied now... &lt;em&gt; *Floating* &lt;/em&gt; For the winners of  Backstage passes and the draw by BMG.. Congrats. They mite or mite not see. But nehmind. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;4 MORE DAYS.... 4 MORE DAYS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Haizzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second day of holiday and I m feeling darn bored. Zee finally found out for me where I can make he belt with my name on it. Just like Taufik's... &lt;em&gt;Bukan nak copy lar.. &lt;/em&gt;But been looking around since.. I dunno when... Imma check it out before mebbe meeting Diana baby.... Hehe.. Sound so lesbo.. But no! I'm straight okie!!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 100% Woman!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Well, except when I get mad... I'm in between.. Ok Crapz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. So I spend ma whole morning bloghopping. Ya Basically boring lar... I will, by hook or by crook go out later... Mum is not nagging for my constant going out. Hehe... Stress relieving time now okie!  By the way, yesterday went to watch "Creep" after half the day rotting at home... Was reading this book "Devil's Harvest" when I fell asleep. Like usual, we argued the day before and yesterday was some post-argument period... Mebbe its plain PMS lar.. I shall not go ino detail... But in the end we met and watch the movie. But there are still stuff that for me is unsettled. I shall not bring it up. But its bothering me. But i cant afford to bring it up and argue again. Ah forget it lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, we met and went to X-zone to play games fer a while before heading to  the Cinema. Luckily he bought the tix early. Full house. Its the ferst day of the show. Show rating... 7.5/10 It scarry... Bloody.. Disgusting but nice. Since I'm into this kinda movie... Next show on d list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;House of wax&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Infection&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This movie feat Ashanti...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And man more lar..&lt;br /&gt;Cant miss nice show.. Its time for me to catch up with my leisure time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot... I wanna thank my bitches.. I shall be fair and put their names n alphabetical order... o such thing as preference wat so ever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dani (My Miss Shoulder to Cry on.. She wont see this.. but nehmind)-&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;If not bcoz of you, I dun think I can go thru exams. You made me lift my head when I'm down. You pushed me when you see I was moving back. Thx gerl. I owe you lots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diana(My Ms Lawyer to be)- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You advice are never-ending. No wonder you wanna be a lawyer. You made me feel good. Telling me to look on d bright side when things happen. Its hard to accept tt you're goin SIC. Haha.. Gonna miss ya lots&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zee(My biskut lady.. Now u see her now u dun.. hahaha.. Random)- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thx fer the info for the belt.. Thx fer giving me those encouraging werds the other day when I was having probs with Zam. No matter wad u did you r still ma fren.. Hugz&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, overall, I wanna thanks ma bitches fer being there for me when I m down.. They are my angels. Cant believe that merely a year of frendship brought the 4 of us very close together. So my Poly-To-be frens, if you hear people say tt its difficult to make frens at Poly. Bullshit. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Its nt how many frens you make. Its about how you make new frens and try your very best to uphold the frenship no matter wat happen and disagreements between u and you frens.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Have fun making frens at Poly for you my&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRESHIES...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;(Muakaka.. Its fun to call them tt after a year of being called one... Thehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. this entry is gonna be frucking long. But nehmind... cheerioz!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111354274506095900?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111354274506095900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111354274506095900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111354274506095900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111354274506095900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/4-more-days.html' title='4 more days'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111340512011440468</id><published>2005-04-13T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T23:12:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is full of ups and down.. I shall bring up the mood by saying something positive first uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat people!!!&lt;br /&gt;What???&lt;br /&gt;Guess!!!&lt;br /&gt;What???&lt;br /&gt;Guess???&lt;br /&gt;What??!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;MY EXAMS ARE OVER!!! MY HOLIDAYS ARE HERE!! YIPEE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hahahha.. Finally!! Days out with Bitches.... Walking aimlessly in town.. Chilling at Lido Mac with Diana once again... No more needing to mug for exams and create major eyebags.... Now my eyes shall get some rest and the eyebags should be gone soon.... Hahaha soooo Cool!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did I tell u guys tt I haf invitation for &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Taufik showcase on the 19&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;April&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt; That is so &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from now... OMFG!!! Anyone going?? I need some tags.. Coz I'll be all alone if no one is going with me... What explains why I m alone rite?? (Huh?) oh Nehmind... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Evening with Taufik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; here I come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand why stuff happens sometime... Why do guys have the priviledge of doing soooo many thing and girls haf limitation???&lt;br /&gt;Just becoz they haf p*nis.. That means they are better. And just coz we haf Vag*nas. That means we haf to haf limitation... That YOU can do wat u wan and I cant! HuH!!&lt;br /&gt;Like YOU can hide stuff from me and I cant! Huh??&lt;br /&gt;Okie!! I m upsetting some poeple out there....&lt;br /&gt;YOU noe how much stuff I've kept from you coz I noe if I let everything out, you'll get more upset and you cant accept it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I M FUCKING SICK OF THIS!!! I M FUCKING TIRED!!! I NEED A FUCKING BREAK FROM ALL THIS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I noe you wont let me. Coz u say we can solve this together. Its not about solvin it.. Its about me wanting to spend tyme with myself. ME!!! I need to find out wats wrong with me. Coz you wont tell me. If I were to continue this entry,.. it wont end soon... So as usual, I shall keep some details to myself... Coz &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I M FUCKING SICK AND TIRED!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111340512011440468?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111340512011440468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111340512011440468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111340512011440468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111340512011440468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/today-is-full-of-ups-and-down.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111280194971325426</id><published>2005-04-06T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T23:39:09.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I just dun geddit y people are unappreciative of wad they are given. Given something. They want more... Given more.... they wan much more... Wat's wrong?? is that pure selfishness or ermm.. wad ever u call it...  We're all human arent we.. wat's the different between one and the other..?? Sigh.... The world...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111280194971325426?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111280194971325426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111280194971325426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111280194971325426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111280194971325426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-another-entry_06.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111245534156351022</id><published>2005-04-02T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T23:22:21.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from a week of not updating.. Was too busy with rehearsals, studying and skool basically. Thats a summary of wad happen for the past one week. Exams gonna sart on Tuesday.. I hope I m prepared....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GEMs finally came to an end. GEMs, for those who dont know is an elective that we, first year SP students haf to take. Yar... Lame ryte. But not mine. I love my GEMs and I seldom skipped it for no reason. THx to Zee for forcing me to go sometimes.. I didnt regret all that. I didnt regret choosing Drama appreciation as my GEMs. The stay and lessons were great.. and to all the people of DA... you did a great job yesterday... I mean we did a great job.. We did the unthinkable.. We showed our talents. We made SIMONE proud. I m so proud of you guys... I made a whole lot of frens... the whole class to be exact. we had fun... a lot of it.. we made bonds.. Sigh... All good things haf to come to an end... Shane, Ben, Syahid and Filza... gonna miss going home with you guys and made a fool outta ourselves in the train... gonna miss the " 2 weeks!! 24 hrs!! takder off!!" joke.. Haha.. U guys made my day... to the rest.. it was a pleasure meeting and making frens with you guys... I hope spent ur days together sometime after exams. Gonna miss going to Kinderland, every friday at 1pm... Gonna miss SIMONE.. The world best drama teacher..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I forgot... Congrats to Diana for her entry o SIC.... I m happy for ya.. At the same time I m very sad to know that you will be no longer in SP... No longer be my smoking Kaki... I m gonna miss ya gerl.. Very much.. All those memories we shared in SP.. All those bitching session.. All hose heart to heart talks.. All those funny experience like the one at MAC... All those are gona be sweet memories to me... I hope you wont forget us yar... Mebbe we're just a small part in ur life... 8 months of frendship...?? I hope you'll remember every bit of it.. Mebbe to see you 3 years down the road and ask.. "Hey diana, remember the time in year 1 at MAC??" and I would be glad to hear you reply " oh ya.. the one you got stuck between 2 chair... ahahah" Cant believe time flies so fast uh. You going SIC.. Me goin IC(if i gt in) Zee foing Food Tech. Dani still at Chem Eng. All of us separated.. Sigh.. Those will b the days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had studying ession with Dani today at Woodlands... Got hungry and went to Woodlans al-Ameen to eat... We were laughing our ass of... Me, By, Dani and Fakhrin(Dani's bf) sat after our meal and chat... Talked so much.... We're suppose to be studying arent we.. But gonna get back to books soon... Taa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those were the days we had so much funs&lt;br /&gt;THose were the laughters we use to haf&lt;br /&gt;Those were the tears we use to share&lt;br /&gt;Those were the folling around we use to do&lt;br /&gt;But everything comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;But I hate it and cant do anything&lt;br /&gt;To GEMs frens and Diana, gonna miss ya'll lots...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111245534156351022?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111245534156351022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111245534156351022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111245534156351022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111245534156351022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-another-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111176685748529650</id><published>2005-03-25T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T00:16:19.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno wad to blog actually but nehmind.. Met ma fren yesterday and we talked, walk at the Pasar Malam nearby.. Smoke and all.. I apologise to her abt wad happen. And so did she. She was happy when she saw wat i brought for her.. The dish she was craving for. Glad that she likes it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had tuition just now in the morning at P.R and then off to Woodlands. Not to meet &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; but was having tuition at Ma kuzzy's house. A-maths. She need help.. Suppose to go off straight away to study. But decided to stay. Watch White Chicks. okie lar.. Lagging lar me. Now den watch. Nehmind. AND!!! I totally forgot that APM and High On Life Encore telecast was today!! OMFG!!! And I missed it again! .. Damn!! There goes ma Taufik... BOOHOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argue again with &lt;strong&gt;By &lt;/strong&gt;today. And I repeat AGAIN! But we settled soon after. We talked things out and found out, that yeah.. we missed each other. And wad he said was true. Both of us are very bz now. He with work... Me with skool. And we hardly haf time with each other. Like long hours. Not 2-3 hrs a day. We will make up to it one day kz. Besides, ma exams are coming up. That means, on the brighter note, ma holidayz are nearing!! Yiipiideedooo!!! Clubbing!! Late Nights!! Chalets!!! BBQ!!! And most important of all.. Meeting &lt;strong&gt;By. &lt;/strong&gt;Best nyer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..oh.. did u guys heard the news about the train accident at Bouna Vista?? Wat are these people thinking man! Destroying those poor train operator rice bowl. If you think of killing urself.. Do it off the platform lar.. Jump down the building.. Drinking the detergent. That way, its between u and God. And you won't bother other people. Wat i heard that normally, even not guilty, these poor Train operators will be suspended like for 3 days, no bonus, pay increment, promotion etc etc for the next 5 years.. 5 years!! Oh my!! I noe this coz ma uncle is werking with SMRT. I did saw this SMRT guy putting a sign at Woodlands. But as I was busy concentration on ma Music. I didnt care much. Tot it was a normal break down lar. All I saw on the board was "No train service...(something something)... Jurong East...(something something)... Commonwealth..(something something)... " So ya.. Wat's going on in this people mind sia... Sigh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.. Gonna have I/O Chem test on Monday. Hafta go back to d &lt;s&gt;books&lt;/s&gt; lecture notes now.. Taa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;OKIE... BEFORE I START EDITTING AGAIN FOR THE THIRD TIME...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I SHALL BE NICE TO SOMEONE TODAY...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;ZEE BITCH!!! HAPPY FRUCKINGZ BERFDAY.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAVE A FUCKIN GOOD TIME BEING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;A 18-YEAR-OLD BITCH,BITCH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MUAKAKAKAKA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;*SORRY A BIT B-LATED.. JUZ UPDATE MA BLOGGY*&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/7478932-111176685748529650?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111176685748529650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111176685748529650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111176685748529650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111176685748529650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-entry_25.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111158822689004009</id><published>2005-03-23T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:34:47.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I shall thank a few people... Err, to be exact, 3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mom&lt;/strong&gt;- She wont be seeing this entry. But I just wanna share something. I had presentation ind morning. To avoid being late, I ask dad to send me to skool. He kinda grumble. Mum walk to me to d door and asked "Can make it to skool on time or not?" So i replied, "Dunno lar.. can reach, reach lar.. cannot, den how.. Dad dun wanna send me.." And so mom.."okie.. I will talk to him.. furthermore I wanna go market.. On the way.." How sweet of mom.. thx mom! I &lt;33 u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zee-&lt;/strong&gt;Thx fer being so concern when I puke my Fillet-o-Fish meal out in d toilet juz now... I'm sorry I went against u by not listening to u.. And at last ended up meeting Nizam.. I haf no regret meeting him either... I was pretty weak.. But I was okie. And kinda feel weak again now... Sigh... and &lt;strong&gt;Fai&lt;/strong&gt; Thx fer d panadol... It kinda help.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dee-&lt;/strong&gt; Thx fer ur concern ya.. Dun worry. I wont commit suicide... Not yet lar... Still young.. Haven enjoy fully yet.. haha... But seriously, the stress is too much. But i think I'll get over it soon. Anyway, gd luck fer ur admission test or sumthing... May u get wat ya wanna pursue in.. At the same time... I shall not be whiny.. I'm gonna miss ya.. So will Dani and Zee.. So come back and meet us if u get ti SIC kz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Ma TV is sick!! So no TV fer me fer this few dayz till its fix... I'm glad dat me and ma fren are fine now.. Gonna meet her tmrw... Yeah... Had presentation juz now and I m gonna get an A or a high B.. wad ever lar... As long as I pass.. Nyeahha.. Congrats to the rest who made a vast improvement on their presentation... I shall post the pics we took in d next entry yar.. I'm out... Wanna study..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111158822689004009?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111158822689004009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111158822689004009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111158822689004009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111158822689004009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-entry_23.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111150718490574142</id><published>2005-03-22T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:59:44.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M NOT CRAZY BUT I'M JUST A LIL UNWELL....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I M CRAZY..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I M UNWELL..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANNA BREAK DOWN..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I WANNA RUN AWAY.. WANNA JOIN..??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THIS IS WAD STRESS CAN CAUSE YOU..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I M TIRED.. MENTALLY, PHYSICALLY AND EMOTIONALLY...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DUN B SURPRISE TO SEE ME IN D NEWS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;LATEST SUICIDE ATTEMPT... BLEAHZ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111150718490574142?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111150718490574142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111150718490574142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111150718490574142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111150718490574142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-entry_22.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111142069537702791</id><published>2005-03-21T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T00:00:51.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught HITCH juz now at Lot 1.. The show was super nice.. Funny and Romantic to d max.. Wonder y Diana say its kinda boring... Mebbe she was sleepy.. Haha.. Hey Gerl, U muz me having fun ar...*you noe wad i mean* QUOTED:" Yanti, I'm at his work place.Hehe. I'm blushing" haHa.. Back to ma story... We headed home taking 67 as &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; wanna pass his old station.. Ya noe wad... I miss seeing him in uniform.. He juz look HOTT.. Nyeahhaa.. He always look hot *Don't roll ur eyes gerls!* But HOTT wih the extra T when in uniform... Every guy looks hot in UNI. Oh Sh*T!! Zayana has passed the Virus around... Man!! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh... the highlight of the day....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; I PISSED &lt;em&gt;BY&lt;/em&gt; OFF!! BIG TYME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#666666;"&gt;About wat?? Apperently we were about to cross the road and Taxis keep stopping in front of us... I was so pissed. See lar.. when we wan ya.. U nv stop... When dun wan.. Not one.. not two.. but THREE freaking Taxis.. Wadda fruckz! I hope he call when he got home... I'm so sorry Baby for pissing u off. Yeah Yeah.. I admit la I naggy.. But for a reason wad.. U dun like ar?? Well, u gotta live with it lor.. Live with it.. live with it... And oh, thx fer today... movie and all... Hope to spend more time with ya after ma exams k.. Muakkiez muakz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111142069537702791?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111142069537702791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111142069537702791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111142069537702791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111142069537702791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-entry_21.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111133089346038434</id><published>2005-03-20T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T23:01:33.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M TIRED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the reports and presentation are starting to wear me out. Test being cramped on the last week doesnt help either. Besides, exams are just round the corner and Hell! I haf yet to even get ma notes in place. They are all over ma room. How messy can I get. My room is in such a blardy mess. Mom's been nagging and... guess wat. I juz saw a small cockroach trying to get outta ma room. Unfortunately, it was squashed before even saving itself. Yeah. That bad lar. I m jus t tired of being too stressed out. Skool, didnt help either. Look,tis tiredness is really getting to me. I feel like quiting skool. But, on second thought. No! I shall not do that. Ma parents work hard fer me and ma skool fees. Y should I disappoint them?? Juz coz I m stressed out with skool and stuff... Sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M GUILTY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fren?? I didnt mean to hurt her or even not spend tyme with her. I noe she understand. But she juz need me and I cant be ther. Its not as if I deliberately not want to. I was jus to bz.. U mite tot it was juz an excure.. But That is a TRUE reason. Look, I'm skooling and Poly life is super hectic. I hope u would really understand. I feel guilty for not being there for u when u need me. I m sure tht I will make up to u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I FEEL UNLUCKY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems that people are getting wad they wan and where they wanna be. But me?? Well, Nothing. Hahah. Laughing ay?? Ironic.. fyn.. U guys will  get tired of me saying this. But, You see, some of u mite already geddit lar. Bt I still haven you see. Crave.. Some mite noe abt ma Bday wish kan. Yalah. Boo at me.. Moan... Laugh.. Go ahead. permission granted okie. Bt eayh.. It is yet to come true... I really wanna get to be upclose and personal with &lt;strong&gt;TAUFIK&lt;/strong&gt;... Anyone wanna make that come true?? No one?? Nah... Never lar.. Sigh.. I will hope.. But I wont put too high hope. I dun wanna end up disappointed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overall, I FEEL LIKE BREAKING DOWN. MA MIND, MA BODY, MASELF, JUZ CANT TAKE I T ANYMORE.. I NEED MA BABY BADLY... I WANNA MEET MA FREN SO SHE DUN THINK I DUN LIKE BEING FREN WITH HER. I SHALL TORUTE MA SELF.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111133089346038434?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111133089346038434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111133089346038434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111133089346038434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111133089346038434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-entry_20.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111116050902631805</id><published>2005-03-18T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:41:49.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didnt ask for any of this</title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry is dedicated to a fren, whom I noe, would not b able even read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear fren,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe at this point you need me by ur side.&lt;br /&gt;You wan me to go thru the next 5 mths or so with u till u r due.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno how to say this to u. U mite think&lt;br /&gt;that this is just a lame excuse. Yeah. I've&lt;br /&gt;been bz with skool. Poly isnt the same as&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school. I m so sorry that I had&lt;br /&gt;made no tyme for you. About outside frens,&lt;br /&gt;ako pon jarang jumpe dorang. Even the other&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school frens i hv not meet them recently.&lt;br /&gt;I noe tt we're very close. More to sisters than frens.&lt;br /&gt;We've grown up in skool together. I m so sorry to hurt u.&lt;br /&gt;Really I m. I felt guilty for not celebrating ma berfday with you.&lt;br /&gt;and I noe you r angry. But u're juz keeping it. &lt;br /&gt;You thought I forgot about you and I m neglecting you.&lt;br /&gt;But no. Never did I. NEVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma plans to meet u were always obstructed by&lt;br /&gt;upcoming shyt at skool. I didnt ask fer all this you see.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope you would understand. But.... I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;I just wan us to stand strong. To be frens forever.&lt;br /&gt;Not only us being frens. But in the future, our kids.&lt;br /&gt;And we can tell them stories of how their Mummys meet.&lt;br /&gt;How close they were. Every single thing we shared and spend&lt;br /&gt;tym together. That their mummys are partners in crime.&lt;br /&gt;Are the bestest of frens. Hahaha. Mite sound crazy but true my fren.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you would forgive me. Forgive me my fren. Forgive me.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111116050902631805?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111116050902631805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111116050902631805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111116050902631805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111116050902631805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-didnt-ask-for-any-of-this.html' title='I didnt ask for any of this'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111098221934789434</id><published>2005-03-16T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T22:10:19.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling apart...</title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, been away fer almost a week. Wad'ya expect. Been bz with test and reports.. Man! Schoolcan be such a bore man! hahha. So, I shall update ya'll on d past happenings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I shall start of with some lesson learn while keeping silence with blogger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)When playing dog and bone. Do not. I repeat  do not. Play near protruding roots of trees.&lt;br /&gt;2)When walking in d dark where there are roots of trees protruding. Dun forget to bring a torch. You dun wanna end up doin Bollywood rolls in front of the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;3)ITM can be such an ass. Studying bacteria and viruses.. Nyahaha. Such a big tym ass!&lt;br /&gt;4) If you see a whole lot of people looking at you and some one is trying to warn ya something *even though their face expression is weird* know that something is fishy. dun act clever and do wat u think is ryt... $200 mite juz fly away from ur wallet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had camping and bbq during the weekend. It was a blast. Had ma best laugh. Ma fall!!! Oh my. While playing dog and bone. Sabotaging!! Kewl! Ma 7 year old kuzzy gt saboed too! she so sporting ar... The mother lar.. Sabo me. Tak sempat balas. Anak pn jadi ar.. Mother and daughter same month bday. Nyahahha... Coolness!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a story to tell. Based on real Facts and happening. This story is about 3 idiots namad Dumb, Dumber and Dumbress...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it goes. One sunny day, Dumb and Dumber decided to haf a stick of tobacco at this concreted hole called the tunnel. And so, Dumbress came along and sat with Dumb and Dumber. When they arrived, there were many other residents of their estate, The &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;am &lt;strong&gt;P&lt;/strong&gt;ah Estate. As usual, they will find a nice spot for them to sit and haf a stick of tobacco. Being to engrossed in their conversation, they were not aware of their surrounding. Aparrently, there were three big ugly monster who were believed to write names of residents who do not disposed their sticks in the bin. Lets just name them. Maa, Mae and Moe. Maa, Mae nad Moe do not show their actual self. They will try to blend with the residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so. Dumb, Dumber and Dumbress, as usual were gossiping and laughing their lungs out, were unaware of the presence of the monsters. And after finishing their sticks, they HAPPILY threw the sticks on the floor. This is when the excitement began. They soon realise that every one was looking at them. Akward? Yeah. VERY! They thought they forget to zip up. But no! They were secured down there! Some one was mouthing something which Dumber though he was about to spit at then. They ignored. And felt guilty after that. Suddenly,.... Juz suddenly, one of the monster was seen to make his was down towards Dumb and Dumber. He reached deep into this sqaureish hole on his shirt and took out an ugly looking card whic shows his ugly ID. Dumb and Dumber got BUSTED! Dumb got $200 fine while Dumber is gonna get a warning letter. Nyahahahha.. How stupid can they be, they thought. And so, Dumb got all stressed up about $200 and Dumber??? She's uncertain if the warning letter will do anything bad about herself.  Nyahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so. There. The story ended. i shall not disclosed the names Yar. But for those who noe. Shall just keep it yar. fer those who think you noe... One qn.. are you sure of wat u r thinking?? How sure are u if the characters were even true. Nyeahah. For those who don't haf the slightest idea. Two words.. GET LOST! Nyahahha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111098221934789434?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111098221934789434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111098221934789434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111098221934789434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111098221934789434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/falling-apart.html' title='Falling apart...'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111045273670970172</id><published>2005-03-10T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T19:05:36.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just another entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, got back ma Maths result and I was highest?? I super can't believe it but, Alhamdulillah... lost Ma marks at d last qns. ITM test tomorrow. Yeah.. studying. Aint gonna update much though. Just done with uploading video on &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt;'s blog. Can't seem to get Mockingbird. Mosh will b okie ryt dear?? Hehehe.. Sis kinda angry. She wanna use d comp. Just a lil while ay. hmm.. Oh ya. Sis bought the HSC drinks. The lychee one was nice. I finished up d whole bottle and kinda bloated. heh. Taufik nyer pasal. Sanggup. I told &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; to buy that drink and collect as many as possible. how cool! Yeah. Taa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111045273670970172?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111045273670970172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111045273670970172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111045273670970172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111045273670970172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/just-another-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111037693374384043</id><published>2005-03-09T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:02:13.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dreadful day at skool. was dozing of during RWP. but managed to stay awak 90% of the time. Hah. CPPB?? Gone case! Wasnt even paying attention. But managed to listen some parts lar.. Hehe. Oh, haven I tell that I got ma ferst warning letter. 6 March 2005. Ya I noe. thx SP for the ADVANCE bday prezzie! Hah! Thx Kohila for pushing the report to Next2 Wednesday. Hah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In hand to be done:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RWP presentation&lt;br /&gt;RWP report&lt;br /&gt;Business proposal&lt;br /&gt;Prototype&lt;br /&gt;IDEAS presentation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Test:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITM- friday&lt;br /&gt;CPPB- next Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effing busy.. Sigh.. Hah. Ma ferst tutoring sesion today. Was late by 15 mins. So to make it up, I extended by 15 mins. Fair. The Tutees were nice. Only that the boy was a lil queiter than the sis. But that was okie. Coz even I was kinda nervous. We'll get over it. I met ma primary school friend who practically shouted ma primary schoool name and ma name. Didnt wanna look up at ferst. At ferst I was like.. "Saper sak?" Den he was like.. "Aku lar hafiz.. Budak San shan." Hah. I tot no one would recognise me. But he did. thx fer &lt;em&gt;Tegur&lt;/em&gt;ing me. Heh. Got ma ass home and no one home. Abg Bobo ask me over to his house one of these days with &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt;. Nak ajak clubbing eh?? hehe. Dream On lar Yanti!! Curfew remember!! Curfew!! Sigh.. The tot of it.. Gotta plan with &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; first lar. See how.. Mebbe I stay over oso dat day lar. Go skool from there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111037693374384043?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111037693374384043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111037693374384043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111037693374384043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111037693374384043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/dreadful-day-at-skool.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111028980437332209</id><published>2005-03-08T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T21:50:04.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures!</title><content type='html'>Today, I haf nuthing to blog except. Had maths test and iT sucks. Bleah. Dun wanna elaborate. Sigh. So, Showing you readers some pics taken on my bday outing... Tadaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture004.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="200" height="270" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muke semeh baru kene sabo! Nyahaha&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture005.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="203" height="269" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sabo gang! shit you guys. But had fun!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture009.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="295" height="224" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn! He sneaked in ma skool!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture012.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="182" height="238" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me looking good on ma BIG day!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture018.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="287" height="217" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; didnt wanna be left out. Looking good!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture027.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="189" height="253" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swensen's Orchard. Where's ma food!&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture026.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="188" height="252" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see this face, means he's hungry... Hehe&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture031.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="288" height="219" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yanti &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Nizam&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture034.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="291" height="218" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No cake dis year.. But Ice Cream... Thx &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; for singing for me..&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture038.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="198" height="265" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish... I wish...&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Picture039.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" width="195" height="263" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blow Yanti Blow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111028980437332209?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111028980437332209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111028980437332209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111028980437332209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111028980437332209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/pictures.html' title='Pictures!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111021094052896244</id><published>2005-03-07T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T23:55:40.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Go Yanti.. Its your Birthday..&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna Party Like its you bday! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm legal 18!! Can you believe that!! OMg! Look how time flies so fast. By the time I knew it, I'll be 21.. Heh. I got some gifts though. Zee bought me this diamond studs from Perlini's. So nice. I loike. Thx Zee. Terry gave me dis orangey bears. Cute. I got Endless birthday Msg right after midnights. Thx to those who haf msged me. Thx Very much. Of all the gift I got. I personally, if I were to haf a prgramme that let me choose ma favourite gift, is a card from sis. Even though it was just a card, it was so meaningful, Here's of wad was written on d card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Years after years, I search for&lt;br /&gt;A way to tell you how I feel&lt;br /&gt;About You on your birthday&lt;br /&gt;And everytime I wonder&lt;br /&gt;If it hasn't all been said before&lt;br /&gt;But this message is extra special&lt;br /&gt;Because it contains all the laughter&lt;br /&gt;That only we have shared&lt;br /&gt;This is to remind you&lt;br /&gt;Of how unique our relationship is&lt;br /&gt;And to tell you that you could never, ever&lt;br /&gt;Be replaced in my life&lt;br /&gt;It is to let you know&lt;br /&gt;How much I appreciate you&lt;br /&gt;It is a thank you for every time&lt;br /&gt;You have shared a worry or tear&lt;br /&gt;Everytime you have listened and been&lt;br /&gt;The only one who understood&lt;br /&gt;And everytime you were there&lt;br /&gt;When I had no where else to turn&lt;br /&gt;It's to assure you that our relationship&lt;br /&gt;Is one of the most important in my life&lt;br /&gt;Nad that you are not only my sister&lt;br /&gt;But a dear and treasured friend&lt;br /&gt;I love you, Sis&lt;br /&gt;And hope your birthday will be the beginning&lt;br /&gt;Of a year of happiness and success &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Barbara Cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though she didn’t write this poem herself, I still find it meaningful. I've been so close to ma sis ever since ma Bros move out. We are close even before. But the bond is getting stronger. I love you too sis. I noe that I was not a good sis as I didnt show good example to you. But I m glad that you made it this far. ITE is not the end afterall. I believe You can do it. You love me? I love you more! Hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Today was filled with fun. Yesh. Ma 18th bday was indeed memorable. Even though I didnt get a call from someone I was hoping to call, bday was still memorable. Being saboed at skool by Dani, Zee, Fadh and Warren (Dani's classmate. Did I spell correctly?) Thx guys. Ahah. I had fun! I hope you guys had too saboing me. Nyeahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; made a "special appearance" after all the saboing. We ate and then move off back to my house. He got his hair cut. And me? Being this a special day, I dressed up. We went to Swensens' for dinner. Den off to spend sometime together. We took pictures. Not so much. But okie lar. For mem'ries.. That's okie. Had to rush home before 1030 But reached 10 mins late. Mom got kinda angry. Wad's with the 1030 curfew? Ok, I understand I'm a gerl. But 1 minute late, and you start calling me non-stop. I hate curfew. I dun mind actualli. Gimme 30 minutes, the most, grace time. shouldn't be a problem. Okie. You wan me to be responsible, both religiously and wat-so-ever. I will. But this? I mite just rebel and you have no one to blame except yourself. You tot that I m gonna misuse my freedom Just like the one shown in *HANYUT. Those in there just dunno how to think even though they're 20+. I know how to think! Even though Some times I m stubborn. Plz! This is driving me nutz! Sigh.. I shall not be angry . Its ma birthday!! Yeehaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx those for d prezzies, wishes and Saboing!! you made ma day. And&lt;strong&gt; By&lt;/strong&gt;, thx fer that treat and the surprise. Hehe I love you Baby!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*HANYUT = For the benefits of thos non-malays, its this prog on TV showing Teens who are rebellious. Doing stuff like running away from home, Drugs, Teenage preganancy.. Blabla... Social Probs to short...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111021094052896244?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111021094052896244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111021094052896244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111021094052896244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111021094052896244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-18th-birthday-to-me-go-yanti.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-111003813644431877</id><published>2005-03-05T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T23:55:36.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I m dreaming.. Yeah.. Too much.. Ma bday is coming soon. My wish?? To meet or get a personal wish from Taufik. Was i crazee or wad?? &lt;em&gt;*Reality check lar yanti...  Stop dreaming* &lt;/em&gt;Sigh... yeah.. Call me crazee. Say that I m going gogoo gagaa over him. Say wateva u wan. It doesnt matter to me anymore. Nothing matters to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say that I m paranoid, say that I m naggy.. SAY!! Go on. This doesnt matter a shit on me. If you think that you can't live with the way I m. Den You may walk outta ma life. I neva stop you for doin that. For I noe, every move you  take has its reason. Every move you decide, has its blessing in disguise. &lt;strong&gt;I m so sorry for wat I haf done to you. The trouble that i haf caused you. Wateva that I owe you or used tt is yours will be returned. You may or may not see this but it doesnt matter. This is ma public apology. I shall not say who is this to. But this person mite noe who he/she is. I said I'm sorry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-111003813644431877?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/111003813644431877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=111003813644431877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111003813644431877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/111003813644431877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-think-i-m-dreaming.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110990182909447120</id><published>2005-03-04T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T10:03:49.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah!! Best nyer!!</title><content type='html'>I m counting down to my big day. Not my Wedding lar idiot.. My Birthday! I'm turning 18 soon. 3 more days to be exact. I shall ba expecting present from those who noe, just noe, overheard about that date okie! Turning 18? Wat's the deal? Well, I get excited on every of ma birthday. Despite of growing old, for the moment I look on d bright side. Turning older that means I m nearing ma biggest wait. To be with My Baby for the rest of ma life... Get a good paying job. Insya allah. But I shall enjoy sleeping in class, hearing lectures, doing tutorials, training and hanging out with ma bitches. Manz! Gonna miss dem next year as we will be going to our 2nd year. Sigh.. I just hope we could hang out like now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did some more amendments to &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; blog. resized the pictures.. Too big.. Seems like he update more den I do.. I like his template lar.. So red, So Eminem-ish. Haha. Now I find ma template boring.. So White.. Haha.. &lt;em&gt;Dulu, hitam cakap boring. Skarang putih cakap boring.. Apa masalah ko ni Yanti! Hah! &lt;/em&gt;There I go argueing with maself. My hp have been giving me prob. Dammit. Ferst, I can't speak Handheld. Yesterday, I think people are unable to reach me. Mebbe &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; didnt mean not to call me. No missed call on ma phone. When I tried to call ma phone juz now, it was directed to my mailbox. Idiot. No wonder he didnt call. But he did call me at my house number. So I haf no reason to be angry with him. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be getting ma arse outta da house to skool. Meeting the group at 11am. RWP! Argh.. At least I m done with CPPB except the Result and Calculation Calida not sure how to do. (New Task) And ma ITM report left Discussion. Yiwhoo!! I shall enjoy ma Birthday. Shall be studying for ITM today continue tmrw and practice ma mathz.. Hope the plan worked.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**3 more days....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110990182909447120?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110990182909447120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110990182909447120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110990182909447120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110990182909447120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-best-nyer.html' title='Ah!! Best nyer!!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110985824693259516</id><published>2005-03-03T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:57:26.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You noe wad!! All this shitty test and stuff are killing me... Haha... Got ma ferst assignment at Pasir Ris. Tutoring siblings... Hmm... Gonna get more student soon. Anyone has bro or sis or frend's sibz or wad ever wan tuition?? contact me k!! Nyahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ma pay juz now. 300 bucks.. okie lar.. Cleared ma billz. Phew!! Transport will be settled later.. Before that, I was in skool werking on ma formal report and CPPB report. Gonna continue later.. Since I aint gonna go skool tmrw as I wont be having practical. Imma stay up a bit late to finish wad eva is undone... Ah. Tomorrow briefing for ma performance on 1 April.. Cant wait.. So excited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the template of &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; blog and I bet he love the template... Resize ma pic tt was taken with Diana at Pizza Hut on Girls Day out... He wished me.. Aww.. Thx Baby!! Love ya too.. Cant wait too.. Nyehehehe. *Evilish Grin* And oh, he said he will be paid OT starting dis month... Sp relieved to hear tt.. Diana looked shagged at skool. didnt really communicate with her juz now.. Aww gerl.. I hope u're not angry with me.. I oso dunno fer wad.. Going skool early tmrw fer RWP discussion.. Chey! So leceh lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out d Pics fer GDO... go to &lt;a href="http://www.noizy-zee-zee.blogspot.com"&gt;Zee's&lt;/a&gt; blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Another Day***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110985824693259516?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110985824693259516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110985824693259516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110985824693259516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110985824693259516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/03/you-noe-wad-all-this-shitty-test-and.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110959394971765875</id><published>2005-02-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-28T20:32:29.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And so... I haven been updating.. plainly no tym.. nyehehehe.. oUT too often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls day out was super cool. Being us gerls, all of us were late.. by at least half hour. Diana, surprisingly was the ferst to reach. Good job gal.. We had our meal at Pizza Hut Lucky Plaza and made a huge fool outta ourselves.. Laughing like nobody's biznes.. People were looking. But do we care? Haha. no! So, I was d odd one out d other day. Semer Kehitaman.. Ako?? Ke&lt;em&gt;pink&lt;/em&gt;an. Sigh.. I was whining to the gerls like a Bimbo.. "Oi.. ako nak li baju hitam.." thinking back.. Damn, I was such a whiner.. Nyahaha.. At least ako sedar diri.. Khekhehe.. Had movie.. A scarry one.. I was pinched.. Grabbed.. My arm was hugged... And screaming on both side of ma ears.. Right.. Thanks to Diana. Left, thanks to Dani... Nyahahaha.. Ms Vani and Ms Visol... Vhat the hell are you thinking! After the show we chilled at Mac where &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; joined us.. Ms Vana and Ms Vani had Yami Yoghurt.. I was too full to get any. And oh, I made a fool outta maself by doing a stupid dance in front of the sliding glass door. This group of &lt;em&gt;Mats&lt;/em&gt; passed by and stared at me. I was, wadda hell.. Bleh... I was driving ma stress away.. Oso dunno y.. Diana baby *&lt;em&gt;blink blink*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik chasing again on Sunday. got maself a brand new cd for him to sign.. Damn i was on cloud 9 for a moment... He looked at me straight in d eyes when I said "Taufik.. ma sis and fren kirim salam" And he looked and say. "Waalaikum salam". Was suppose to go floorball training. Unfortunately, I was d only gal.. feel kinda awkward. So made ma way to meet Sis at IMM. The place was packed. People start waiting as early as 10am... Poor sis couldnt get another autograph... Pity her.. Nvm. More idol chasing coming up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt;, if you are reading this, sorry lar fer ma fanatic shit over Taufik... Heheh.. Been his fan for a long tyme.. Ever since his Bonafide days.. Only get to enjoy a year plus of my HipHop culture... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma tyme's up.. Reports coming up.. Cant wait fer ma GEMS performance on d 1st April... I shall werk on an stiffness.. Thx Zee fer tt compliment of urs on Saturday. Wasnt offended lar... I will werk on it.. I jus love the entertainment industry.. Unfortunately ma English Sux... So cant make it to Mass Comm. HAha... Nvm.. I shall take small step...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace oUt!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110959394971765875?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110959394971765875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110959394971765875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110959394971765875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110959394971765875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/and-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110934561669991839</id><published>2005-02-25T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T23:33:36.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For the benefits of ma fans who haf been bugging me to update... Here I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. For some reason I was captured in one of the pics during the autograph session. Ma week Haf been filled with pure slacking, studying and idol chasing... I had fun. See wad happen when I didnt work, I tend to waste ma tym.. Well, but at d same time had fun. Been slacking with Diana, Isaac(Diana's fren) and Abg Riz (Diana's Godbro) at town and we had lotsa fun... driving each other crazy... Laughing like nobody's biznes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autograph session was filled with hugs and prezzies.. Cool... Me Dani and Sis had fun... nyahahahaha... Still thinking to go for IMM tak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going off for supper at Yasalam wit ma aunt and mebbe mum is coming. Mebbe not. Ahahaha... I m not talking to &lt;strong&gt;By &lt;/strong&gt;for now.. Dont ask why. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go... Maksu da sampai... Supper Tyme..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh, I pass ma CPPB 40.5 over 50.. unbelievable... Blehz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110934561669991839?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110934561669991839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110934561669991839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110934561669991839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110934561669991839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/for-benefits-of-ma-fans-who-haf-been.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110878868969656230</id><published>2005-02-19T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T12:51:29.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven been updating.. I'm updating on ma lappy.. Yeah.. My baby's back.. I m so happy.. Mommy promise to look after u k... haha.. Work was totally tiring and busy for the past two days. Not every time that we had busy moments like this... but good. At least gt customers and keep me bz.. Not bored.. &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; place was as busy... Yah.. he's tired. Worn out. Poor him. BUT!! he always insist of staying out late. Where?? Mac'D.. For the internet.. Hahaha.. I shall not let him stay too late tonight coz he's working whole day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEWater Plant visit wasnt that bad afterall. Well, trying not to make it be too bad... Took crazy pics with Zee. crazy bitch.. I love my clique.. &lt;em&gt;Kecohrable...&lt;/em&gt; I Loike... B.I.T.C.H Slackerz rules yar.. haha.. Lame name.. But nehmind.. Met &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; and his dad at Changi Airport..Had to wait for them and waited at T2 instead at T1... Sigh.. Family matters going on. I didnt wanna interfere.. But I m indirectly affected you see.  I've been with him for 2 years. 2 years ago, things was fyn... But, everything else change recently.. Didnt wanna go into detail... Aint ma beef...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Bro and Kak Liya under ma void deck... Chill... I cant deny that I was the dumb one there.. I noe wad was going on. But I juz didnt see it for myself. Nevermind. I rather not. I wish and pray that everything will get back to normal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110878868969656230?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110878868969656230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110878868969656230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110878868969656230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110878868969656230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/haven-been-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110852829017906939</id><published>2005-02-16T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-16T12:31:30.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a bad dream when I was sleeping in class juz now.. Okie. I shouldnt even do that in class. I should be studying. Oh well, Luckily she didnt go thru much uh. Nyahahhaa. *&lt;em&gt;I hope she did mark my attendance too...* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, back to my dream, had this dream  that I got choked by a matchstick. Matchstick?? Ya, I noe. Wad ever for you mite ask.. I oso dunno. It was weird... Glasses that keep getting broken into pieces each tyme you wanna pick it up. In the end I cut your hand non-stop.. Blood dripping. Is it a sign or is it just another dream that had no meaning attached to it. Some say that dream are signs of happening.. Wad could be happing or will happen with my macthstick-choking and glass-cutting dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it about my relationship?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it about my studies??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it about my family or his family???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Was it about the future us??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah.... I dunno... There I go again being paranoid about a dream Wat about the matchstick-choking part then?? Its weird. Weird things just make me curious and wanna know more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110852829017906939?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110852829017906939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110852829017906939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110852829017906939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110852829017906939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-had-bad-dream-when-i-was-sleeping-in.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110846825048627642</id><published>2005-02-15T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T19:50:50.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am officially hating CPPB. Well, mebbe for now. Hah. Test was such an ass just now. Seriously, I stared at the question for at least 5 minutes before I start scribbling something. That's so bad. The second long question was not that bad. The first one was. I m so gonna flunk this test. So much of that orange armpit hair and the "teletubbies" dance jokes ar gerl. hah. We went totally crazy today. After being too tired of making a fool of ourselves, we slept in class. Soundly.. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handed &lt;strong&gt;By &lt;/strong&gt;Ritter Sport Raisins and Hazelnut and a small gift for belated Vday. I've never tried that chocolate b4.. haha. But nehmind lar.. I cant get him the cake, a chocolate will do ryt dear? Its the tot that count anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Sigh.. I think I miss someone. So badly. I miss spending tyme with this certain someone who is always there for me. Only that I didnt realise and I just neglected the person... The last tyme that I spend tym with this person was.. I cant remember. I feel so bad. I m sorry, &lt;em&gt;Tee. &lt;/em&gt;I didnt mean not to spend tym with you. There are people who dont let me. Fear that I mite make stupid decision. But you know I miss the time that I spend with you. That quality tyme. The time when we sat at Esplanade looking at couples and the water. And the lights. And we smoke like chimney, like no one's business. I really miss that time. I really do.. I m so sorry that I neglected you. Leave you alone in misery, in loneliness.. I'll make up to it. Mebbe secretly, when no one realise my existance, and yours, I'll be with you.... Sigh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110846825048627642?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110846825048627642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110846825048627642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110846825048627642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110846825048627642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-am-officially-hating-cppb.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110837881643198759</id><published>2005-02-14T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T19:00:16.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day..</title><content type='html'>I shall start out clean by wishing all lovey dovey birds out ther or those who may stumble upon ma blog....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES' DAY YA'LL!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I didnt celebrate mine though... awww.. Sad uh.. wattado... All my bitches today are single. Zee's got a date with the soccer ball and the football field... Mine had a date with the pots and pans and pastas in the kitchen. Mus' got work. Diana and Dani are single... Poor babies... Poor me too.. It was kinda a heart pain to see couples all around ya having dinner, ladies with bouquet in their hand. Dressing good getting ready for the night. I bet the salons are full tonight... grooming. Who doesnt wanna be perfect on a date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, Zee, Diana and Dani, we had dates with our CPPB notes... how Romatic.. &lt;em&gt;Sungguh Romantis.. Aww!! I loike!!&lt;/em&gt;  Ala, I had Sushi from Edo Sushi on ma way back from skool at Bedok Central while looking for a nice looking cake for &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt;.. Opppzz.. Aint no surprise no more uh.. Well, I really tot of getting the heart-shaped cake from Swensen's tonight and send it over to his work place so that he can eat it after work. But, confirm at his place bz.. ntah lar.. We shall see wat's my decision uh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad are back!!!Yeasah!!! best nyer.. the moment I saw mom dis morning.. I gave her a huggy hug you noe... ehehehek.. So many many kepo pple lar.. lazy to blog plus nothing more to blog... taa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110837881643198759?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110837881643198759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110837881643198759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110837881643198759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110837881643198759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentine&apos;s day..'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110803212453772126</id><published>2005-02-10T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-10T18:42:04.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa Trip</title><content type='html'>Now I noe why they say even walking is a form of exercise.. It is indeed. Went to Sentosa with my First Bro and ma Sis... We walked from Harbourfront to Sentosa. So the tiring You noe.. Sigh.. I was really sweating like hell. The weather hasnt been good this few days.... So humid... There were lotsa Bangla people at Sentosa. And Chinese. Chinese?? Shouldnt they be visiting rather than going there...?? Oh well, I can say that Chinese New year compared ti Hari Raya or Deepavali, is not as happening though. Such a pity that the people do dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno watta blog. Just tired. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110803212453772126?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110803212453772126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110803212453772126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110803212453772126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110803212453772126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/sentosa-trip.html' title='Sentosa Trip'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110794029590726091</id><published>2005-02-09T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T17:11:35.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>here again..</title><content type='html'>here I m again at Mac'd using &lt;strong&gt;By'&lt;/strong&gt;s lappy... We went hm at 12++am yestersay  from Orchard.. Wad did we do?? Actually, nothing. Had Nachos and Big Gulp. Oh ya.. went to get ma lappy fix yesterday at Acer. It had to be "warded" for a moment for some "check up". Poor lappy.. Mommy gonna get you back k...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We den headed to Jurong East Swimming Complex.. Just to relax and enjoy the water. I swear there were lotsa Mats and Minahs.. Just a lot lar.. Turn left one whole buch, Turn right, one whole bunch.. Fuhyoo... Sakit mata Oh..... Haha... I had to return to work after that.. poor me. but nvm.. Double pay oii!! Good deal... Work was effing bz siah... up till abt 10++ den a lil chill.. Get to eat onigiri... yeah... best nyer... Dah lamer ako mengidam tenok org makan.. Yesterday was the day.. Yahooo... Hmm.. found out that Salmon's egg is a lil spicy... yeah... But nicey nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was a total lazy day for me.. the weather was so humid.. that my legs just refuses to get outta d house. But had to, coz need to go work and also do some stuff with the lappy...  Unfortunately, my plans with the girls was cancelled... &lt;em&gt;Awwww..&lt;/em&gt; But nevermind.. there's always an alternative ya... haha... Just see wat I haf to blog abt tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110794029590726091?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110794029590726091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110794029590726091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110794029590726091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110794029590726091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/here-again.html' title='here again..'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110774553027091551</id><published>2005-02-07T11:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-07T11:17:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its been along tyme</title><content type='html'>Okie.  4 days since ma last update... So, highlight of the week, Taufik chasing at SP.. muahahaha... Dani came early with me and we got front seats.. But sialanz lar.. those who come like 15 mins before the show got to sit in front of the stage. Dammit. Sigh.. But Nehmind.. Got many2 pics. I shall post them here for those who cant make it.. Diana came at abot 11+ I think. Luckily we reserve a place for her... Natasha!! Lucky BITCH. Not only got to host. Got to Hug Taufik somemore... I shud haf killed her before the show so that I can take over her place.. Muahaha.. &lt;em&gt;*Dream on babes*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so,  the show started well, we see dances, drum performance and.. I think thats all.. Oh, didnt I tell you guys wat time I reach skool??? 10am. yes.. early Yar.. That's the trick for all this event... Taufik made fantabulous entrance... The turning. Lightings were great.. haha.. But he was wearing this tight pants.. To Diana, it was a turn off... Haha. But wat eva... Poor her, got headache after the show. Thnks to Dani's and My shouting... ahah.. Sorry bitch... But cant help it. We were so... excited.. Especially Dani. Maklumlah.. Ferst time..  Babes, nanti ako bawak ko jumpe Taufik lagi k... I need to go off. Wanna find some stuff. Taa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110774553027091551?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110774553027091551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110774553027091551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110774553027091551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110774553027091551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/its-been-along-tyme.html' title='its been along tyme'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110740041159522654</id><published>2005-02-03T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-03T11:13:31.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Skool</title><content type='html'>Waddups readers... Oh well, its been a long time since I last updated uh. Ma week was fyn though.  Some shytty stuff happen that kinda affect me. But. Life is full of shyt. But no matter wad, it still has to move on. Easier said den done. But true. Its all in d mind. You want it easy. It WILL be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was an enjoyable day for us. We had our first since a " God-knows-how-long" kinda spending tym together... We exchanged vows.. Listen to our songs... Hugged.. Kissed.. Hehe.. So mushy. Okie I shall shut now. NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skool has been fyn only that we had test coming. Oh man I cant wait for the holidays next week. Or Shall I say, in another two days. Hehe. Still in search of ma floorball stick!  And I haven get ma pay. I'm Broke!!! I shall declare bankrupt soon. Haha. Dammit lar... Late pay is such an ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna type something but it just disappear from am totz. Hah. So, Taufik's gonna be in SP dis Saturday. &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt;'s following. Means I haf to behave maself... Awww... But No!! I'll juz be the hysterical me. Okie! Hmph! Sis had finally made up her mind and we shall be here by 9.30am.  YEs... Conferm pack.. The banner is already up. So school kids will go "Arrgghh Tauuffiikkk is in SP!!!" And they shall bring their troop to invade d school... hahaha.... I wanna get front rown seats... Yeasah!! Muz wake up early2...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So lets take...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One last Kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One last touch&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One last tender moment between us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One last dance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To our first song...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lallalalala&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I go again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110740041159522654?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110740041159522654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110740041159522654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110740041159522654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110740041159522654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/02/skool.html' title='Skool'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110688848739985276</id><published>2005-01-28T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-28T13:01:27.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day</title><content type='html'>Ah... Found out that Taufik coming to SP on next Saturday instead of Friday. Oh man... Comsperm alot of pple gonna be there sia. Told sis that we haf to be here by 10am but she said I m crazy and that's too early... Wad early?? As if we are new in this idol thingy... We haf much experience to learn from oke.. Besides, I still feel 10am is too late. Hah. That's how bad i M.. Ans Kiasu...  Cant help it.. I'm a Singaporean you noe... And anything to do with Taufik.. I'll juz turn in a TYPICAL Sgean. Kwang Kwang. Mebbe they got feed back from Sec Sch students and those who are still at skool but wanna catch him. that's y they change the date. Well, for one.. I mean ONCE. I m saying. SP is indeed considerate Huh. Besides the slipper and the wad so ever rule they make. Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it abt the concert thingy. Been working for the past few days and I'm kinda tired though. Got Excel ICA on Monday and ITM test on Thursday. And I haven start on a single Shyte!! Mebbe Imma stay up late 2nyt to practice Excel. &lt;em&gt;Wah... semangat&lt;/em&gt;. Coolness.. ITM will be in the weekends...  Option talk on Wednesday.. I'm for Industrial Chem though. Cosmetics and Fragrance more like it... Weehee... Goin Flrball dis Sunday. I cant wait. Been waiting so long for this moments... I hope that by ma bday I'll shed some pounds ay.. How's that sound...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some gossipping session with &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; in da train... Kinda feel bad for scolding him when he finally picked up ma phone after 20 mins and he &lt;em&gt;terlajak&lt;/em&gt; to CCK... Luckily his mom's home and he took a cab.. Poor You...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aight... I gtg... ma Drama App. class is starting in 2 mins... Lickily its juz at the Child Care Centre rite behind d Library... Taa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110688848739985276?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110688848739985276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110688848739985276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110688848739985276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110688848739985276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/another-day.html' title='Another day'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110679603654846610</id><published>2005-01-27T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T11:46:20.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepy day</title><content type='html'>Weee. didnt blog. You guys should noe why. Went back home to Bedok three days in a row.. But only me and sis. Actually kinda miss mom's nagging and dad's being a lil irritating thou. Hah. Sis had already being attacked with projects and me rushing for deadlines and test.Heh. And oh. Yesterday was a total Sleepy and Slippy day for me. Doing far too many "Stevie Wonder" in da train. And I mean tons of it.. I swear the person sitting next to me is cursing me up side down. hah. Seriously, didnt get much sleep. LESS DEN 4 HRS EVEN. YawnzzZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; after work yesterday. We hugged, we kissed. I didnt even care abt people looking at us. We're juz into each other. We laughed, we make crazy jokes and we kissed again. Heh. Thankz &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; for that beary hug.. I m seriously needing that. You noe I miss you. And I know you miss me. Heh.. We cant get enuf of each other rite... *&lt;em&gt;Evil laugh*&lt;/em&gt; You know wad I mean. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love for you will never end &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be a part of me &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As long as time keeps on passing by &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll always be my baby boy. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everytime I look at you, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't believe I've found a love so true (and) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I took my time to put my trust in you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I must admit it was so hard to do &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And every minute that I spend with you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You make me believe I have nothing to loose and &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deep down I always knew that you would be mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110679603654846610?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110679603654846610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110679603654846610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110679603654846610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110679603654846610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/sleepy-day.html' title='Sleepy day'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110662727334545385</id><published>2005-01-25T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-25T12:27:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You noe wat?? I will never ever come to T4 to use the computer. Waddaheck. They dun even have the USB port for thumbdrive. Or mebbe it has but I didnt noe.. hahah... So I m rotting for about 40 minutes before the next class start... Intended to do ma RWP but.. The blardy computer gt no USB port. So how?? Need to wait till I get to Bedok lar. Sigh... Came back to Maksu's  house at 11pm yesterday. Kinda pissed with &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; coz he didnt call me. But nice of him to apologise to me dis morning. I was thinking of getting him something juz as a gift. Hmm.. wat shalll I get.. Any ideas?? Perfume?? Boxers?? hahaha.. Lame sia... Hmm... Mebbe I'll think of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just found out yesterday that Diana's parents was in the same agency with ma parents to &lt;em&gt;Haji&lt;/em&gt;. At least mebbe I gt fren to fetch ma parents from the Airport on th 14 of Feb. Valentine's Day!!.. Hmm. Shall I jus wait for V-day to give the prezzie?? Oh well, everyday is V-day rite.. So yeah. Mebbe will gt him something. Insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zee went out as her computer cant be used. Her &lt;em&gt;Hari Bodoh &lt;/em&gt;is TODAY... Kesian... Mine will always be end of the week.  Sis &lt;em&gt;Hari bodoh&lt;/em&gt; falls on every Monday... Monday blues cum &lt;em&gt;Hari bodoh&lt;/em&gt;. How's that sound... Haha... wat's up with me with &lt;em&gt;Hari bodoh&lt;/em&gt;... Hah... Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110662727334545385?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110662727334545385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110662727334545385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110662727334545385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110662727334545385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/you-noe-wat-i-will-never-ever-come-to.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110652999596761032</id><published>2005-01-24T09:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T09:29:11.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week filled with happiness!!</title><content type='html'>Guess wat?? Wat? I didnt go flrball yesterday coz Dani was out with her family to the Zoo!! Wow. Speaking of which, it's been a long since I see my dear frens there, Mengs and Family. Weehee.. Oh I forgot, I actually will b part of the flrball team BY NEXT WEEK. Better be. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom message me dis morning said that it was flooding at Mina. But thank god she was not affected. 2 other agency was. Syukur. I really miss them and Hope that they return safely to Sg. I will get worried if mom didnt msg. Getting her msg dis morning made me feel soooo relieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wat again pple?? What?? For those who are thinking on which Poly to go or JC... Tell you wad. Choose SP k. Even though some stuff here are fucked up, but, there are still some good stuff to brag about to ur frens. If ya still not aware Taufik will be makin a Lunch tyme concert on the 4 Feb (Friday) 12pm - 1pm. Yes... He'll be here!!! OMG!! Argghh!!! My bunch of bitches (Me, Dani, Diana and Zee) freaked out man! We'll gonna c da soul man... Yippeee!!! I cant wait for Next Friday. For those still in doubt, the choice is clear... Choose SP (Singapore Polytechnic) &lt;em&gt;Chey!! promote skool sendiri sey..&lt;/em&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;My week is juz filled with happiness... Haiz... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110652999596761032?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110652999596761032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110652999596761032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110652999596761032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110652999596761032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/week-filled-with-happiness.html' title='Week filled with happiness!!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110630462319653784</id><published>2005-01-21T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T18:50:23.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey.. I'm blogging. Yeah! At home. Yes, you guessed it right at my HOME!! Feel so good to be back in front of this computer. My comp shud haf missed me alot. Yeah? No? Mebbe?? Err.. Wateva. So back at home here, I ironed some clothes and sis did the vacuuming. I'm kinda bored and mebbe to town later with Diana. But I'll make a bad sis to leave ma baby sista alone at home. I'll be home before 11 lar huh. That is IF I go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just blogged hopped and sis told me about Taufik's showcase that will be held at SP. Yes! Ma skool mang. and I dun even noe about it. OMG! It seem like it was d showcase the coupon in d cd was all about. Sis was kinda mad about it as we planned to post it later. Hmm.. mebbe there are a few rounds of d draw and mebbe dis was d first one. I really hope so. But, the thing that I cant get outta ma system is that TAUFIK is really coming to SP! And the bonus of all is that I didnt noe about it. NEVER.! Not till today. Oh My!!! Anyway, Congrats to d two winners who will b meeting the man tmrw (22/1/05) @ 3pm. Hmm.. wonder where will it b held.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! Remembering that I prayed hard and wish that he'll  perform in ma skool. I feel so honoured that it came thru even though unfortunately I wont be goin. But I feel good that ma wish came true. Diana was joking about Taufik coming to SP juz to freak me out. But i did freak her out when I told her that he IS REALLY coming to SP. For Real! Oh Man! I wish I could juz turn back tym and send those coupons earlier so I stand a chance to meet the man... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110630462319653784?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110630462319653784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110630462319653784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110630462319653784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110630462319653784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110611969671519250</id><published>2005-01-19T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T15:28:16.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah. I blogged again. Well, just came back from blog hopping. And I feel kinda shitty. I feel that something is not right. Some thing is gonna happen. Good?? Bad?? I dunno. Dunno why. I feel like as if some one somewhere or something somewhere is bothering me. Or even turning their back on me. Wny do I feel this way sia. Hmm.. I hate the feeling like this you see. I just hate it.  Sigh. M I such a bad fren. Oh well, what was that for anyway. Buy nemind. Do I even haf frens?? OMG! Suddenly I feel so alone. Where have ma frens gone?? Are they running away from me coz they cant bear being with me? Coz they hated the way I acted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh damn. I think I m paranoid. I think I realise that I dun haf a life. When ma frens out to town window shopping or chilling. I m juz stuck with work or something like that. Errmm... Y ar?? Sigh. Ok forgeddit. I dun think anyone would even bother about me being alone. But I really hope some people do bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, I think I haf the word PARANOID stamped on ma forehead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110611969671519250?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110611969671519250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110611969671519250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110611969671519250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110611969671519250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110609621278098060</id><published>2005-01-19T08:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-19T08:56:52.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Its been a long long time since I last updated. sorry for that my dear readers. I haf to say that I m glad tt more people are tagging. Thnx guys. U make me feel that my blog is loved. Muakz. Gonna make short. Life is okie. I m living at ma aunt's place at Toa Payoh which is about 30 mins to skool. Cool. So. Been very bz with reports and test. So u mite not see me logging in too much. Sorry guys. But continue tagging. Okie. Mebbe u guys can suggest abt the FIXED concept I should have for my blog. I will be glad to receive your responds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm leaving on the jetplane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lalalalala.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I m not really on a jetplane lar. I wish okie. But I m leaving the blog alone to rest as I will be bz. Thnx guys for understanding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110609621278098060?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110609621278098060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110609621278098060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110609621278098060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110609621278098060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110558738433070121</id><published>2005-01-13T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-13T11:36:24.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update..</title><content type='html'>Wow.. its been a week since I updated ma blog huh. Sure no one miss me coz no one is tagging on my tagboard. But nevermind. This is kinda like ma journal anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and dad finally had gone to fulfill the fith pillar or Islam. They went on d 11th of January. I was there. To witness the other of our Muslims getting ready to set off. Tears were shed. Cries were heard. The sound of the engine of the bus was heard. Mom and Dad gonna be away for a month and I and sis will be just us. Fortunately, we wont be staying home. Instead we will be at our Bros or aunty's house.  They have safely arrive at their destination. I hope they will reach home safely. I miss ya mom and dad. Awwww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda funny. When they are home I don't seem to miss dem or like care. But now tt they are away, kinda mish them lots. Sigh... I cant misbehave to much. Hehe. No more going home too late. Coz I m like a person who is undergoing Probation now sia. Everywhere I go, I haf to tell ma bro. Or they will call me up. You see, I noe where's ma limits and I noe that you guys love me but, putting restriction on me like that is not gonna work for me. I'll rebel. And I dun wish too. I can take care of maself. Dun worry. i'm still an illegal age, so I dun haf any reason to stay out too late. Mebbe catching a midnight movie will be it. But not always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess wot people?? Ma bday in 1 mth and 3 weeks. Wee.. Being 18. Wow. I wonder wat's installed for me fer the Dinner. I noe tt we gonna take a boat ride. Dinner either Swensen or &lt;strong&gt;By's&lt;/strong&gt; workplace.  There is a high possibility tt Imma get a Nokia phone by April... I cant wait mang!! Hah. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mish Mom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mish Dad&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I mish Mom and dad!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110558738433070121?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110558738433070121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110558738433070121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110558738433070121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110558738433070121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/update.html' title='Update..'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110498085264733027</id><published>2005-01-06T11:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T11:46:38.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In need of a New phone...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Which shall I get??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt I tell you people that I wanna get a new phone. I still prefer Nokia model since the ferst tyme I got ma phone. Seriously, it is user frenly and The company is just creative enough to come up wif new catchy models. So, my choices narrowed down to 3 phones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/n7610.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/phone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either of the two. I forget d model.*Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still cant decide. But, at least I have narrowed ma choice down to three. Which will it be?? &lt;em&gt;Which will be The Yanti's Next Top Handphone Model?&lt;/em&gt; *Kwang Kwang Kwang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don wanna say where m I. You people should have guessed. Anyways, I tot ma morning would start up as a gloomy one. Moody. You noe. You dont?? Nemind. Hah. But, I managed to get maself cheered up. Dun as me why was I moody and all. Coz I dunno. Mebbe I do. But I just dun wanna say. Bleah. I tot I saw... Well, errr, Mebbe I was mistaken. People do look the same sometimes. Some "frens" do look like another "couple of frens". But it's okie. I'm cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not wrong ryte fer me to haf crush on someone else when I m attached? I mean it's normal. I'm still young. 17+++. Err, 18 in 2 months and a day. Wooohoooo... I can't wait. Everyone goes thru that moment. But, I have limits you see. Istill do  remember I have a guy. Even if I like or adore a person so much that each tyme I see the person my heart juz drop to ma toes, I noe I haf to pass. Coz the reason I m in a relationship is because I wanna spend ma life with the guy that I m with. :) Nah. Didnt intend to refer to anyone. Sorry to readers. But I have a blog to say wat is in ma mind since I prefer typing den writing. So I mite as well make full blardy use of it. *Smiles* I aint no magnet to guys, you see. So I haf no choice but to sit back and see the environment got to get wat I cant. Awww. Poor Yanti. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just haf ta stop. I wont be blogging tonight. Mebbe not in a few days till next week. Mom and Dad are off in less den a week.&lt;em&gt; *Sob...sob*&lt;/em&gt; *Sigh Heavily*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110498085264733027?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110498085264733027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110498085264733027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110498085264733027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110498085264733027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/in-need-of-new-phone.html' title='In need of a New phone...'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110483171700661541</id><published>2005-01-04T17:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:41:57.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm home..</title><content type='html'>And so as promised. I'll post when I reach. Home. Mom made Yong Tau Fu.  Or wateva it is lar.  It was okie. I mean I didnt eat rice. I ate vegetable, fishballs, chicken and sum stuff lar. Urgh!! This is such a boring post. Posting wad I eat?? As if anyone cared. *Sigh* But wadda hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skool's finally out for the day and I reach home... *Look at clock* Kinda early lar. But I m need to do some stuff. Such as?? Cleaning ma room. Coz newspapers with Taufik's photos are still lying untouched on d floor. Report writing should commence immediately NOW!  I need samples man. I kinda hate writing though. I prefer blogging. We haf to do this journal for Drama Appreciation. I juz hate writing lar. But Ms Simone wants us to write and if possible not to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to haf ngaji. But I cant. Hee. So imma just haf ma ass infront of the computer to complete as much stuff as possible. So.. I really dunno wat to say. So Taa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110483171700661541?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110483171700661541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110483171700661541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110483171700661541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110483171700661541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/im-home.html' title='I&apos;m home..'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110481431938698477</id><published>2005-01-04T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-04T17:18:15.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Short One</title><content type='html'>I'm currently in the library. Didnt intend to post. But 10 mins to waste ma tyme. I think this is gonna be a short one lar. Fortunately, I managed to finish ma ITM homework. Cool uh. I so need to buck up and I need serious time management. Skool. Werk. Reports. Assignments. All on top of the list. Ma needs. Mp3. I bugged dad dis morning. All he did was smile. M I gonna get ma 150 buckeroos for the Mp3?? I hope so. By tomorrow. The sooner the better. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie so. gonna make it fast uh. Rushing fer next class. Why rush anyway?? Oh wadda heck. So, gonna get ma ass home fast and get started on ma report. So seriously need to start. No more procastinating. Okie. GtG! Taa. Till the time I reach home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110481431938698477?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110481431938698477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110481431938698477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110481431938698477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110481431938698477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/short-one_04.html' title='Short One'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110476708560900837</id><published>2005-01-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-03T23:44:45.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beginning = Happiness</title><content type='html'>Okie. So. It's da ferst day of skool for the secondary school kids.  Good Luck to my cousins Bob and Kiki. Hah. So proud that they made it to secondary school after all of the six years of their primary school. I wonder how they are coping. But on the other hand, I really pity them that they will be haunted by tons and tons of homework and loose worksheets as well as notes. Good luck kuzzies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... Another of my celebration that I could say for someone I love. Hehe. Of coz, ma dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/Babyphone.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; He got himself a new phone.!!! N7610. That was the phone, according to sis, she wanted. *Sigh* Try Harder kz. Hehe. He really wanted it so bad since god noes when lar. Excitement and anxiety was written all over his face when we were on the way to Starhub shop at PS. Other than that, he got promoted to captain cum food specialist or something and his pay will be increased by 200 buckeroos. Congrats &lt;strong&gt;By.&lt;/strong&gt; Everything seems to come so fast and so sudden. However, I m still happy for him. But I m yet to be happy for maself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got jealous seeing &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; getting a new phone. I want one too. my phone is so eff up. And ma skool is having this bazaar thing. OMG!! I m so broke and all  this crazy stuff happen!! I wish I had money now. I mean really. At this moment. I need a phone and Mp3. *Double Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more thing, &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; told me that the plan for him to be sent to Holland is delayed as he is just promoted and the manager wanted to see his performance. Trust me. He'll do it well. He'll do well in everything. *Evil Smiles*  Dotz. Anyhows,  just at the tot of knowing that he'll be sent off to Holland for 3 months &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST&lt;/strong&gt;. I repeat &lt;strong&gt;AT LEAST.&lt;/strong&gt; I m so gonna miss him badly. Gonna spend as much tyme we had together before his departure. Even though it'll be in another 3 more months or so.  Partying. Spending tyme together. Chilling. Games session at his place. Everything hafta be done before his departure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end here. My homeworks are beginning to be restless waiting fer me. Taa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110476708560900837?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110476708560900837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110476708560900837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110476708560900837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110476708560900837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/beginning-happiness.html' title='Beginning = Happiness'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110464244844192634</id><published>2005-01-02T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-02T13:07:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>Things are still bothering my mind even though its the New Year.  I hate those disturbing tots. Can u like come later in the year. Not now, not when I m beginning to think really of wad to do in 2005. *Sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell the truth, I've been troubled. Really. And the stupid part is. I dunno by wat. School is okie. GEMS is okie. I m loving it as much as I m enjoying acting. BUT not pretending. *Smiles* Family's lovely. Even though mom's been nagging 24/7. But i still love her. She's ma mom. Mom and dad are going of in another 12 more days. To Haj. I really hope they come home safe. Gonna miss dem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say this but I hope no one freak out. I passed by Kallang River yeasterday. And the water level rose to a limit tt the distance between the water and grass patch was barely 1m away. The huge drain nearby was at a high level. Seriously, my fear was tt the place mite flood coz its still raining heavily now. One more thing, I had this very very very super duper bad dream that Tsunami hits Singapore. Of coz, I didnt want it to happen. So does anyone here. I woked up and I had dis fear feeling suddenly. I really cant get the dream outta ma head. It seems so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf many decision to make. I was thinking of settling down. No. Not as in marriage but working. Diana suggested tuition. Mom kinda say tts better coz I can earn more and I do it lesser hrs. Hmm.. come to think abt it. Its kinda true.  I can't possibly stop work. Coz I need the money. For my own use. I haf needs, I need new stuff coz I cant be wearing the same thing over again. And some stuff juz aren't suitable with another. I cant depend on my Mom and Dad too much. I m grown up enuf to be independent. I actually regret tt I emptied ma account due to some stuff in da past. Mebbe tat was juz not ma cup of tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff really need to be tot over. I mite not be updating as much as b4. I need to catch up. I gotta go. Taa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110464244844192634?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110464244844192634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110464244844192634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110464244844192634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110464244844192634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110456953063264454</id><published>2005-01-01T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T16:52:10.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Hey!! dis is ma ferst entry for 2005. Wee! My celebration to welcome 2005 was fun and crazy. Met the boys at Yishun and did some groceries shopping before heading to Fai's place to cook. Cooking starts at 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the Menu :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pasta&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;with too much Chilli padi. I repeat.. CHILLI PADI&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Home Made Hawaiian Pizza And Seafood Pizza&lt;br /&gt;15 cans of cokes&lt;br /&gt;2 bottles of 7 Up&lt;br /&gt;A bottle of Pepsi twist&lt;br /&gt;A Bunch of crazy foolz&lt;br /&gt;Tons of Fun, laughter and crazyness&lt;br /&gt;A pinch, Juz a pinch of seriousness&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We play games.. cards And talked alot. Joke and more laughs. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the Happiness of celebration, I should say, my heart still feel for the Tsunami victims. It was a very good feeling to see that ma school students and teachers also made their contribution. I m so happy.. So glad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 had left us. All with mem'ries. The gains and the lost of people you known are not forgotten. The sweetness and the bitterness of this journey called life. I'd lost a frend and an uncle. I gain a nephew who is now a healthy and active err 6 mths I think cutie pie. I've gain knowledge in school. Made a bunch of frens. I reunite with some of my long lost frens. My break frens, My secondary school frens and work collegues. Not forgetting those in SP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've learn about my relationship. 2 years and still standing tall. All thanks to HIM who made this possible, Allah.. And also to me and my dearest Baby Boy, Nizam. We've been thru thick and thin. All those jealousy and fites are all behind us since 2004 haf left. I wanna start anew. I promise to be a good Gf.. I will try all my best. Thats one of my resolution for 2005. Uhh... I lurve ya lots! Hehe. *Done with mushy Mushing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2004 is also a year of weight gaining experience for me. Seriously. My next resolution is to lose these fats. Oh well, sounds the same like last year. But yeah. Imma try all my best again. Hehe. Thx Mom fer buying me that stuff. I will promise to disipline maself k. '04 was the year I first started to b involve in acting. I'm still learning. Photoshoots after photoshoots for my protfolio. I enjoyed them. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 will be another year like no other. '05 will be a different experience for me. Of coz i wanna meet more frens. And of coz I wan my relationship to survive this year. So we can still celebrate next year together. '05 will definitely be added as another chapter or my friendship with people. Old and new. I welcome 2005 with open arms. I wan to make this a fruitful year. Like otehr years tt past. Mebbe better. I wanna make every year better den the last. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I could get a better experience in acting and drama. Being taught by professionals so tt I can b a better person in acting. Last before I close the entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR YA'LL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAY THING YEAR BE A BETTER YEAR FOR ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110456953063264454?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110456953063264454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110456953063264454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110456953063264454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110456953063264454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2005/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110429806245214433</id><published>2004-12-29T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T13:27:42.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help.. I'm in pain</title><content type='html'>Its so excruciating (did i spell it ryt?? oh hell...) Seriously.. Y does it haf to happen in skool. And werst of all. I m werking today and I came unprepared. Ya. U guess ryt. My long lost fren who will visit me only once a month for a week or so finally emerge from its nutshell. Uh!  Its so cramping down there and I m trying ma best to sit straight. Ugh. And oh. I hafta do presentation later at D.A. Oh My goodies!! Here it comes again! Ouch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie. Enuf of this shit. I'm currently here at my top hang out place when I have a too long break. None other den the library... Frankly, I dun haf any place to go when this happen. And oh. I m suppose to do my D.A assignment. But juz blog ferst. Since at nite I'll werking till late. So. Ya. Skool was okie lar. Despite the pain. &lt;i&gt;Ouch.. ouch..&lt;/i&gt; Had RWP today. not that bad. Hm.. mebbe later Imma update ma assignment. Had fags with bro at T14... Shhhh.. &lt;i&gt;*Whisper*&lt;/i&gt; I shouldnt say that too loud. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... wonder how it feels to be filled. Oh for those who dun noe wat I mean nemind. For those who noe. Good for you. But really. How does it feel. Scary?? Weird?? Cool?? Oh well I dunno. But to be ard pple that r sometimes is scary. But. I was always told not to be scared coz I m "protected". Erm.. Okie.. I think I should end. Dunno wad to blog anyway. Taa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110429806245214433?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110429806245214433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110429806245214433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110429806245214433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110429806245214433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/help-im-in-pain.html' title='Help.. I&apos;m in pain'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110416228166721781</id><published>2004-12-27T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-27T23:44:41.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Back At last</title><content type='html'>I'm back since gawd noes when. That's coz skool was tight and Friday to Monday morning was spending the weekends with ma family, cousins, aunties and uncles. To sum it up all. We had a very gr8 weekends. I slept alot. It's a priviledge for a skooling cum werking person like me. Oh I sound like Taufik. Only that he's an Idol by the day and an NSman by nite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Ok so. It was arcade and swimming for the day and den we're off for bowling or badminton and fishing by d nite. It was cruelly fun! Damn! Its been a long tyme since I spend dayz with ma family. I m so happy. But Like i said I slept alot. when I wake up everyone is gone. Either to arcade or gawd noes where. I was a lil not feeling good. For some reason. I &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;SLIT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; ma wrist. Err not purposely. Thx to d durian&lt;i&gt;lah&lt;/i&gt;!! Haiz. Oh Nemind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met bro in skool with El just now. Experiencing some stuff. Oh well, dun wanna go in d details kinda scare the shit outta me. But they're there to protecet me. Ryt Bro. And... Its been 4 years the frendship between me and bro. Now I realise that he looked like someone I adore so so so so so much. Yeah. He juz need a lil spike for his hair. &lt;b&gt; And for the record and for gawd sake... Lemme get dis straight.. &lt;i&gt;TAUFIK IS NOT USING ANY EYELINER OK&lt;/I&gt;&lt;/b&gt; *Breathe heavily* So now you guys shud noe who I m talking about. Yes. I realise. Well, not trying to "angkat" him but true lar eh. Looking from a fan point of view. Thehehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDEAS today was "dirty". Yeah we're messing ard with dough and need to do dis ortho... Err.. I dunno lar. something something. But It was fun lar. Okie till den. Taa!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110416228166721781?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110416228166721781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110416228166721781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110416228166721781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110416228166721781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-back-at-last.html' title='I&apos;m Back At last'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110363515166198206</id><published>2004-12-21T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T21:19:11.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I feel Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I m such a bore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to go out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go 7-11 after ngaji. Mebbe a puff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna b alone. I wanna clear my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no one will let me.&lt;br /&gt;They will say I dont love dem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wan the beach. Its so calm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh I m Lame&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I m Super d duper bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110363515166198206?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110363515166198206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110363515166198206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110363515166198206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110363515166198206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110363130746195232</id><published>2004-12-21T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-21T20:15:07.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm itching all over my body. Especially on ma legs. My god,! its killing me. I've been scratching and scratching like nobody bizness. And all I gt was a red thigh. Arrggh.I cant take it anymore you noe. I've been itching since god noes when. No. Not that I didnt wash up properly. But. I think it is becuase my little hairs are growing out of ma leg pores. It always happen after shave and it sucks. And I m still scratching &lt;i&gt;*Scratch Scratch*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Done with the itching thing. So today was no much different like other school day. I was gone in ITM. Didnt noe wat was goin on. Eh. actually IDEAS yesterday wasnt that bad. It actually make you open yourself up. And it gets ur creativity outta you. Oh. okie. I should stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last I gotta meet Dani. Ah. Dat bitch been so long since I saw her. It was hugs before class. And Oh. Diana had this new nick we gave. Maoam. Its da name of dis sour sour sweet candy lar. And. She was MIA today. Muz b tt she went home late yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I dunno wad interesting to blog. Nothing interesting happen recently. So yar. Sometimes no idea lar. Simple. &lt;i&gt;Hmmm... Cycling, aerobics or Rock climbing.??&lt;/i&gt; Oh well, Dani was asking me abt this sport elective thingy. I m still thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I betta stop blogging and complete ma assignment fer my Drama Appreciation (DA). Taa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110363130746195232?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110363130746195232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110363130746195232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110363130746195232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110363130746195232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/im-itching-all-over-my-body.html' title=''/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110342880576183325</id><published>2004-12-19T11:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-19T12:00:05.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jealous Boyfrends</title><content type='html'>Oh lemme get this straight. &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; is jealous over Taufik and he seems not to like him even a bit. Sigh.. Like wadda hell. So we had an argument yesterday in da bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt;: Taufik has fans so do I. he has thousands of girls going googoo gaga over him and i haf only a handful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: Well at least HIS fans dont flirt with him like yours do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt;: (tryin to avoid the flirting part.) Well, I gt fans coz I cook well and they like my cookin. He just haf to sing like an idiot and he has girls runnig for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: You r juz jealous tts all. And I noe u LOVE the fact that girls are flirting witcha. Coz it will make u think tt u r the most good looking person. Cant be deny tt you are but it juz get to my nervous when you give me this "big shot" and "I m cute" kinda attitude, Such a turn off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt;: Hah wat eva. Taufik is "Soft" anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: (Just shut up to avoid anymore arguement)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt;: Asal diam. Jawab lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Me&lt;/b&gt;: No thank you. I noe where it will lead to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh like wadda hell. But at da same time. It such a pity that backstabbing occur at his werkplace. those guys should b shot dead. Ah wat eva. I gtg. Haf nuthing to blog fer d morning. Taa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110342880576183325?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110342880576183325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110342880576183325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110342880576183325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110342880576183325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/jealous-boyfrends.html' title='Jealous Boyfrends'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478932.post-110334216001256109</id><published>2004-12-18T11:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-18T12:03:47.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>Oh well... I haf nuthing to blog about today but... As promised, I'll post the pics of HipHopFest. Hmm. Not many Just some IMPORTANT ones. Okie here it come. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in train getting all excited for HipHopFest 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0582.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Lala and Me. At the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0625.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelza and me after Fest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0627.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The goodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...And now. Just a few in hand presenting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0618.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B'Vintage Flav'r With Taufik Batisah. The closing Performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0616.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Fique with Mark Essential&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/PIC_0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taufik. Issn't he cute... Awww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okie fer more pics Check dis out! &lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/loonatik_freaque/album?.dir=fcbd&amp;.src=ph&amp;store=&amp;prodid=&amp;.done=http%3a//sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/loonatik_freaque/my_photos"&gt;--&gt;Go Peek!&lt;--&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110334216001256109?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110334216001256109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110334216001256109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110334216001256109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110334216001256109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110317253874341488</id><published>2004-12-16T13:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T12:48:58.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh hell!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh. Didnt you guys realise that I m suppose to blog abt something else on top of the outing I had yesterday. But i never did. You guys dont noe rite? Huh? Of coz lar. coz i didnt tell you! Hah. Crappioz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant blog too much coz I actually only haf 30 minutes before the next class starts. So its gonna b err.. I&amp;O chen later. den its off to engineering maths. If you guys are wondering.. &lt;i&gt;"Wadda hell is I&amp;O Chem ?"&lt;/i&gt; Oh its Inorganic and Organic Chemistry. The teacher Mr Collin Tan looks like a nice guy. But ok lar. And one more thing. I m suppose to post the pics of my "PARTYING" at HipHop Fest. But the stooopid batt in da Cam got flat so. cant download. I m in school. (Do you even wana noe?) Oh nvm. Maths fer one period just now and it was kinda slowwww... Diffrentiation. Oh wadda heck. I forget the rule and the teacher taught so slow. Luckily didnt fall asleep. Den had Microbiology. I manage to survive that lesson. Oh my goodies.. Its gonna be cells drawing again! My My..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little ones are gonna b at ma place today. Unfortunately I m werking. So by the time I m home they will be fast asleep. That means I cant blog.! My room will be filled with kids. Jus like Kidergarten cop where all the children are made to haf naps. But this is sleep you noe. You dunno. Oh nvm. See.. I m crapping again. And I feel like farting Oh my goodies! *Shut up*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh... During class a guy went to the wrong class. He was late and ended up in ma class. We were like "Oh new kid in class??" Suddenly he stared and us and the lecturer went. "You are??" So he went "Oh sorry wrong class" The class burstto laughter. I was too tired to laugh so I didnt. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma get ma camera soon. Yipee... Speakin of cameras. When i geddit I'll be a total cam whore man. Oh I so love takin pics. *Period*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf got 15 mins left so. here is wad is suppose to b posted yesterday. But i forgot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My title was " I need a Gun". For wad you ask. Hmm.. oh well, to shoot some flirtatious idiots DEAD. Like really DEAD. Leave our man alone can you? There's nothing wrong with flirting. But flirting with a person's boyfrend when you urself haf a hubby AND not forgetting KIDS. Oh thats bad. Doncha agree? Not enough with one. Go get single pple lar. Aiyo! I just cant stand them aightz! Even though you are like getting a divorce or something that doesnt mean you still can flirt. WITH OTHER PEEPS BOYFREN THAT IS. So annoying. Or, alternatively, a wand to change these annoying people into BITCHES. I mean FEMALE DOGS. So they can bark all they want and nobody can understand dem. OR werst Send dem to SPCA!!! Hah. Haf fun with your species. And you can flirt with all the MALE DOGS. hah. okie. I'm done. Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110317253874341488?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110317253874341488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110317253874341488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110317253874341488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110317253874341488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/oh-hell.html' title='Oh hell!!!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110312883151748991</id><published>2004-12-16T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-16T00:40:31.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a Gun!</title><content type='html'>Oh my fuckz! Ouh. wat was that for. Err.. Nvm.Went out with Mus and Zee. It was once a while thing. I mean. Girls day out. It should be a more often activity. Coz itz Fun! Yeah hah. Imma post neoprints we take. OH my goodies. I just love Girl outings. We were laughing our ass off man. Haha. We went eat at Lucky den went Far East for printz. Den to Pacific Plaza. We got Candies. Yeah! I and Mus took two.. Oh. Damn cant post the pics.. coz my hotmail cannot open. Oh wadda heck. We wanted to look for Zee's shorts for Sentosa. But, unfortunately, we didnt get any. Zee was pissed. Me and Mus were tired. But... we cant stop laughing our ass off ryt gerlz! Ahakz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhows,after that went to wait fer &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; at Clarke Quay. But he has to be released late coz one of his fren didnt come werk. So I ended up meeting him at 7 instead of 6. urgh. 1 hr plus wait.. That was bad. But. I gt ciggies. Hah. SO we went woodlands. Chill. Den went Home. Oh. Now I'm bored. Conferencing with the Fam. Ah. DIscussing some stuff. Oh. I gtg. So.. he's the picz :) Haf Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/yanti-mus-zee.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Mus and Zee... Wee.. Miss printZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/evilz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh heck. This is stoopid. But fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/3idiotz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... Presenting The three idiotz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110312883151748991?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110312883151748991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110312883151748991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110312883151748991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110312883151748991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-need-gun.html' title='I need a Gun!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110291099397434797</id><published>2004-12-13T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-13T12:09:53.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish...</title><content type='html'>Oh well.. here I m in skool.. 4hrs break. OMG!! Wat shyt.  Ahaha saw Diana dis morning and gave her a hug. Den headed to class..I tot Sem 2 we will nt hf any breaks more than 2 hrs. But worst. 4 hrs!! So, me and my partner in crime, Zee decided to give the library a visit. Its been 5 wks since we visited. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out of boredom I tot of wat to blog after Zee blogged. So I came out with the idea of blogging wat I wish for... Hmmm.. &lt;i&gt;*Hold a wishing stick*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wish One&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that all the fuckin bastards disappear from mother earth. Oh well, those I m referring to are, cheaters, losers, backstabbers and... PURE BASTARDS. Ah.. err.. Wateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wish Two&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this poster outside the library about this Talentime Shyt held by SPSU. So I wish that mebbe they would haf a special appearance by the Homeboy, TAUFIK BATISAH!! OMG. still cant believe he's my senior. I m so proud to be his junior. SP loves you Taufik. Hah. Oh.Oh. Den mebbe I could take lotsa pics with him. give him gifts and flowers. And mebbe my no. so he can contact me. Heh. Cheeky. But i wonder if SP will give up its "sengkek-ness" for once. So tt they can pay Taufik's manager or something. I really wanna see him!!! Ahhh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wish Three&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Havin a chance to get a leading role in drama. I so love acting. But sometimes I cant open up maself and too shy lah. heh. &lt;i&gt;*Cover Face*&lt;/i&gt; Hmm.. Mebbe I could pick something from that Drama appreciation module I will b attending. I m so looking forward. More frens. Something new to learn. Something I love doin and tryna improve. *Smilez*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wish Four&lt;/b&gt; Wakin up one day and lying on ma bed is a slimmer me. Hah. How cool. Wish harder gerl! aHah.. I'll work on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. that's it. Here beside me seated Zee.. Heh. chill. Cheers!!! Okie crap. Gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110291099397434797?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110291099397434797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110291099397434797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110291099397434797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110291099397434797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-wish.html' title='I wish...'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110282880894036223</id><published>2004-12-12T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-12T13:23:26.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I gotta Party!!!</title><content type='html'>HipHopFest was dope! Yeah! Oh well, was sad tt some crews didnt get to perform due to internal errors backstage and organisers. Some say its coz tt they had to pay Taufik to perform that all the $$ that each crew suppose to get gt cut. Poor them. I bet Taufik feel guilty. I don think he mind not getting paid too much coz wad he did at every Hiphopfest is something he liked to do all his life in Hiphop scene. anyway, It was cool!! I enjoyed swaying to Me and Mrs Jones and boogying down with The song Taufik and his grp (b'Vintage Flav'r) Despite the rain. The show went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The muddy soil sucks! My shoe was muddy and every thing. Stupid org! just put something so our shoe will not b soiled! Urghz! Anyway, i enjoy Taufiks performance. Waited till the end for him. We got tired. I got dizzy, hungry. But when the man came out. I was like... &lt;i&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!TTTTTTTTaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuffffffffiiiikkkkkkkkk!!!!&lt;/i&gt;. So did the other fans. Our tiredness... Hunger and everything was left behind. Our energy returned. OMG!! I m so in love!!! with Taufik Batisah!! And.. &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt; changed his mind abt Taufik. I think he doesnt hate him anymore. Thanks to me! Hah! The rating he used to give Taufik. 7/10.. But after yesterdays performance.. it was.. 9/10!!! Woohioo.. Improve. Hah. almost perfecto! Soon, I'll ask to buy his album and let him hear. den he'll turn into a fan.. Albracadabra!!! Ok. The pics will b posted soon. And I will try to find a way to even post some vids. But no audio.. Sorry.. Its the camera. Dun blame me! And Oh. I gt his pic in ma phone. Yippee.. I got his personal wallpaper.. Yeeehooo!! Okie. I'm off. MoM coming back to fetch us to somewhere lar fer Hari Raya gathering. Chaoz! And oh.. For the record, a Taufik Batisah Background song.. Turn that speaker on Baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110282880894036223?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110282880894036223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110282880894036223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110282880894036223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110282880894036223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/i-gotta-party.html' title='I gotta Party!!!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110273437976952776</id><published>2004-12-11T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-11T11:06:19.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HipHop Fest Location 2</title><content type='html'>In another few hours i m off... Yeah. My second mission. Hehe. Idol chase part 2. I m sooo.. excited and over the top. I m meeting Taufik Batisah. Well, hope I would get to meet him. &lt;i&gt;*Praying hard*&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing of all, I gt the tix fer a lower price. Oh well, cant reveal how. But the tix are real ones ok! I m gonna enjoy ma self and boogie down with da flow. I miss the scene like I said. I dunno wat to wear. Sis say wear smthing comfy and mebbe jeans. yeah I agree, skirt very leceh. later Nak loncat2 Susah. Worst of all, someone try to get hold of ma Butt, Ewww... I'll give that person a piece of me. Betta watch out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. Pics on d padang event will b posted bt No Taufik picz coz didnt get to mett  So mebbe the process of making da prezzie and If sucessful the pics of HipHOpFest and Taufik doing His Thang!! YeaH Baby...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*Dreaming of Taufik Batisah*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110273437976952776?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110273437976952776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110273437976952776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110273437976952776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110273437976952776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/hiphop-fest-location-2.html' title='HipHop Fest Location 2'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110268951904293790</id><published>2004-12-10T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T22:38:39.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission failed</title><content type='html'>So.. Today will b a start of my idol chase... TAUFIK BATISAH!! I m so in love with the man. And his single. " I dream".. &lt;i&gt;I dream... I can run.. Like the wind.. And Be strong.. lalalalalala&lt;/i&gt; .Fullstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First stop: The Asean-India car rallie shit at The padang&lt;br /&gt;Mission Name: Idol Chasing Pt 1&lt;br /&gt;Remarks: FAILED!!! (So sadz!!)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah. Yeah, mission failed. I m so sad. Run like idiots but didnt get to meet the man. And one more thing. He's 24 today. HAPPY BDAY TAUFIK, MY IDOL, MY SUNSHINE!!haha. Me and sis went to the Padang to see our idol perform. Met 2 new frens and bought prezzie for the man. But didnt get the chance to pass. :( But..... I got to see him perform!! yeah... Shouting and shouting.. &lt;i&gt; Taufik... we love you!!! &amp; Taufik!!!&lt;/i&gt; Singing bday songs for him..  &lt;i&gt; Happy bday to you.. Happy bday to you.. Happy bday to Taufik.. Happy bday to you..&lt;/i&gt; Argh!!! Shouting everytime we saw him going out of the tent to the toilet. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh!! Wait. Some stupid stuff we did and saw... Sly went to the toilet 3 times. And! The toilet is juz beside us. So, there's this girl that we juz met. She knocked the toilet.Ala, the toilet is like those like plastic2 one. Similar to the Police Academy where they use the crane to carry it to the stadium la. Anyway,the girl "communicated" wif Sly..AND he answered her question. Then there's one question that she always ask when he's in the toilet. That is, "Eh, can ask Taufik to come to the toilet? We want to give him sum thing. Please!". There's also one time when he answered back, "Can let me pee first?" All we did was laughed at every thing she "communicated" with Sly. I made frens too. It was fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, tomorrow will be another mission for Idol Chasing Pt 2.. Hong Lim Park- Hiphopfest 2004. Last year didnt go. So dis year is a must. I so miss the scene. And Taufik will perform. Sure I will pass his prezzie to him. I will. try to take as many picz as I can!! Yipee.. Hong Lim Park here I come!! Taufik here I come... I wanna b ur Mrs Jones!! Eheh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110268951904293790?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110268951904293790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110268951904293790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110268951904293790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110268951904293790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/mission-failed.html' title='Mission failed'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110234514133170002</id><published>2004-12-06T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T22:59:01.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Template misery</title><content type='html'>I so am getting bored of my blog. Not the entries. Not that I haf nothing to blog. But BLACK template making me bored. I NEEd something more... Cool.. Girly. Sexy? I dunno wat to describe my dream template. But the bottom line is, I wanna change ma template. Now its...Dull. Yeah that's the word. I need to change ma template.!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a gr8 day with &lt;b&gt;By&lt;/b&gt;. Yipeee.. Get wet and wild baby.. Hah. tomorrow will b class bbq. Tell you the truth, haven been close to the mates ever since school end. Yeah. Well, furthermore, I m too bz with work and cant participate frequently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just done with blog hopping to some contact's contact blog. For exes out there, please leave your other counterpart and their present partner alone. Dun try to get all so stuck up and try to blame wat eva is in their blog to be urs solely. everyone haf the rite okie. Originality?? Waddahell. stop being jerks and bitches lar. everyone can do anything you do. You shud hf found the idea somewhere and plan to use it. See.. you making use of another human's creation. Bah! Just shut up will you. If you think tt I m too scared to confront you. Sorry. Let your blog access free for everyone. Den you can tell. Hah! I've had it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.Fullstop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110234514133170002?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110234514133170002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110234514133170002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110234514133170002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110234514133170002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/12/template-misery.html' title='Template misery'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110156750359514029</id><published>2004-11-27T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T23:34:07.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Tym!!</title><content type='html'>YippeeDy Doo!!! The Hari Raya pics are out.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENSEN.... ATTENSEN...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;okie... tell you something.. I look awwfully round.. (0) aHaha.. So does &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt;. haha.. Okie.. here I go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0603.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yok Raye naik moto!! Nak Posing ngan moto. Da tak sabar Dok!Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The whole Gang of Us!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0572.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The Pretty Chickz.. From Left: Diana, Nurul, Me, Asya, Ain.&lt;br /&gt;Back: Mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0007.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Just The 4 oF us... From Left: Nurul,Me,Diana,Mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;The errr... Okie.. For the record.. The Hunkz (Hungs)&lt;br /&gt;Seater Left : My Baby, Nizam Seater Right:Haziq&lt;br /&gt;From Left: Lihin, Zai, Khalid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0595.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And this is us.. I like this pic.. It looks so.. Makeover-ish.&lt;br /&gt;Its the light I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0606.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us in d dark.. Spooky But Nicey!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0607.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opppzzz... Ape tu awak tengok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v83/chique/DSCI0588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touchy.. tayar moto pakcik Pancit... Kene Lah.. Naik Basikal..&lt;br /&gt;Makcik: Ah.. So romantis...&lt;br /&gt;Pakcik: Alamak Berat lar makcik kat blakang tu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;So.. Thatz all dudez... Wanna see more pics.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/loonatik_freaque/album?.dir=7524"&gt;Go Peek &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110156750359514029?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110156750359514029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110156750359514029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110156750359514029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110156750359514029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/picture-tym.html' title='Picture Tym!!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110154513904683826</id><published>2004-11-27T16:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T16:45:39.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much</title><content type='html'>Oh man... I m super bored at home. Supposed to be chilling with zee. but cancel plan. Thnaks to the last minute visiting plan to my uncle's house. hah. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Caramel: Awak saper?? Pls do leave ur link k... Okie. I'll try to get some pics. Coz Currently i dun haf a camera so hw to take pic kan... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; gt a new job as a cook at this Bar called ONE NIGHT STAND at Clarke Quay. Ok, I noe the name is weird but anyhows, dun judge a place by the name. Thehehe. And me, I m going fer an interview tomorrow at this Restaurant at Clarke Quay too. 2 shops away from his workplace. I really hope I will geddit. Coz I m sick and tired of working at a place which practice rasicm. Urgh! Dun mention it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been three dayz since my result is out. And I m super satisfied yet surprised with my results especially M.I.P. So here's the shock of the semester... &lt;em&gt;*Drum Roll*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.I.P --&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;CPPA --&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;APCHEM --&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;C.D --&gt; A&lt;br /&gt;A E &amp; E --&gt;  B&lt;br /&gt;CRS --&gt;  C&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. expected results for CRS and AE and E.. as For MIP a total shock. The rest, was okie... Keep up d good werk fer me. Haf to carry on like this. Hafta b constant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110154513904683826?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110154513904683826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110154513904683826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110154513904683826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110154513904683826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/nothing-much_27.html' title='Nothing much'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110154430252892562</id><published>2004-11-27T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T16:31:42.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing much</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110154430252892562?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110154430252892562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110154430252892562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110154430252892562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110154430252892562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/nothing-much.html' title='Nothing much'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110077182608144707</id><published>2004-11-18T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T18:01:53.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The painful truth...</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya every year is not as so auspicious event after all for some people.. Yeah. Every year. In this month of Syawal, some people lost some one they love. Children losing their mom or dad. Wives losing husband or vice versa. And also grandchildren losing their beloved grandparent. Its such a sad situation to celebrate Syawal. Frens of mne lost their love ones. I m still glad that I have not lost someone in the month of Syawal. Mebbe Hari Raya Haji. Yes. My beloved grandma. 28 March 1999. She left us due to a heart failure. Everyone in d family was devastated. That's when some personal stuff happen and has not been resolve till now. I m sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to blog about this yesterday. But was too tired and emotional. Went for my mum's cousin burial ceremony yesterday. It was so sad. The 3 little sons just lost a very good dad. The breadwinner of the family. The only one that can be depend on. It made me realise that &lt;strong&gt;GOD&lt;/strong&gt; loves all the good people on Earth the most. Giving the chance to not so good to repent. Giving them a chance to go back to the ryt path. &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; loves his creation doesnt &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt;? &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; do things for a reason. Yes, some think its not fair. It's too soon. But &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; got his own reason. It was a real eye opening experience. Went to visit some cemeteries. My grandma, my uncle and also my fren. She went at the age of 17. 22 June 2004. I mite not like her. but she's ma fren after all... Wat ever sin she did. &lt;strong&gt;HE&lt;/strong&gt; will be more loving and forgiving to forgive her. Wat we can do, the ones who are still alive is to pray and sedekahkan AL FATIHAH for those who haf left us. Live life to the fullest. Remember to say wat u feel to the people you love coz you dunno when will they leave you or even when will you leave them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL PRAYER TO THOSE WHO HAVE LEFT US... AL-FATHIHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandmas - Hjh Sapiah and Surinah&lt;br /&gt;My uncle- Supari&lt;br /&gt;My granddads- Samuri and Sagiran&lt;br /&gt;My fren- Sri Syahidah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you all rest in peace. Amin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110077182608144707?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110077182608144707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110077182608144707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110077182608144707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110077182608144707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/painful-truth.html' title='The painful truth...'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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-7478932.post-110053090416753636</id><published>2004-11-15T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T23:09:47.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA TO ALL MY MUSLIM BLOGGING MATEZ!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh well, the past two days of raya has been pretty smooth.. however on da ferst day of raya gotta work. But nvm.. It was still okie..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FERST DAY OF RAYE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In da morning woke up and eat the usual dishes and also getting ready for the Big day. Mom was pretty angry with me fer some reason. Even at the moment when I wanna seek forgiveness, she was still mad. After my sincere speech to seek forgiveness, I cried.. Haha. But nvm. everything was smooth anyway. Went to daddy's side of da family. Not many destination though. So I didnt regret that I was ask to work that day. So ferst day was werking day for me. After work didnt waste much time. So quickly rush hm as &lt;strong&gt;By&lt;/strong&gt; gotta catch da last bus hm. Waiting fer the bus gave me a chance to seek his forgiveness.. At the bus stop. But no one was there. It's d tot tt count ryte! So Ya.. That's ma ferst day &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SECOND DAY OF RAYA - TODAY! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went out my mom site today. Chartered a bus. And Guess wat? they send the wrong bus. A 20 seater instead of 40. Bah! Imagine hw to squeeze 30+ pple in a 20 seater bus ar. Damn. So we hafta waited fer half an hour fer another bus. In the end, we moved by 11.30am. Headed to da west side and all... Hah. Guess wat?? I gt Green packets... Yippee!! Hahha. Oh well, over with da joy. Hmmm... And so.. Visiting.. Visiting... Eating... Eating... yada yada... we ended at our last house about 9.45pm. That was at Chai Chee.. We're the ferst to be send home and the rest will b sent one by one. So there. Gr8 day I haf with my lil kuzzy and punking some people... Weehhehhee...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okie... take off&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7478932-110053090416753636?l=caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/feeds/110053090416753636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7478932&amp;postID=110053090416753636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110053090416753636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7478932/posts/default/110053090416753636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://caramel-hunnilicious.blogspot.com/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!'/><author><name>ScribBLeS StaRts</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03996273126745292293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
