<?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-7126244160837852465</id><updated>2012-02-17T07:57:09.100+08:00</updated><category term='eli the great =)'/><category term='and i&apos;m falling out.'/><category term='wish u were mine'/><category term='mas the superella :) ring around the rosies. a pocket full of posies.'/><title type='text'>Fifth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-2922236570589501714</id><published>2008-04-20T14:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T16:01:39.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mas is back to destroy the world instead, maybe.</title><content type='html'>Hello you nina beydahs. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to this blog?&lt;br /&gt;Let's relive it again because it makes me sad seeing it being abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;because I, Masturah Bte Khalid,&lt;br /&gt;know what it feels like to be abandoned mmm hmm hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how?&lt;br /&gt;Love this new skin?&lt;br /&gt;I just randomly chose it.&lt;br /&gt;Because the first time i saw the giraffe, it made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;So i guess it'll make all of you happy too hey hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss every single one of you.&lt;br /&gt;Jee, i miss your t**** randomness and always trying to get on me.&lt;br /&gt;Mel, i miss your smart jokes which always makes me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;Mal, i miss your nonsense and craziness and miss you as my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;Eli, i miss you mat language and merepekness.&lt;br /&gt;SO I KNOW YOU ALL MISS ME TOO CAUSE I'M ALWAYS MILES AWAY FROM ALL OF YOU UNTIL NIGHT HAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;So let's keep an update on our lives here okay?&lt;br /&gt;Mel and Malak, UPDATE LA PLS TSK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss secondary school days.&lt;br /&gt;I know i've been repeating this alot of times but i really miss them alot.&lt;br /&gt;Life and the culture in the west is so different, that even until now,&lt;br /&gt;i still haven't got used to it yet.&lt;br /&gt;and it has been more than a year????? tsk.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, that shows how much i still prefer the east culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i don't know, except for some of course, like my friends.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm glad that all the friends i made there are nice people. :)&lt;br /&gt;but i just don't like being there.&lt;br /&gt;I've known of some not-so-nice people.&lt;br /&gt;Not that it involves me but seeing friends mistreating friends there really scares me.&lt;br /&gt;and i am really sick of people whom all they care about is freaking who's popular, who's pretty, who's handsome and who's rich.&lt;br /&gt;Yepp, there, that's what they usually talk about.&lt;br /&gt;All day judging other people but themselves.&lt;br /&gt;People try to fit in a lot with the more popular ones and suck up to those who are better looking.&lt;br /&gt;People constantly, i really mean constantly, not even the line of best fit or less, looking out for the good looking ones and what do they do?&lt;br /&gt;Call them their EC. -_____-&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, most girls there find it a MUST to have one.&lt;br /&gt;strange right hahah.&lt;br /&gt;People trying to keep their cool because why?&lt;br /&gt;They think it's important to maintain their so-called "reputation."&lt;br /&gt;People who cares too much about what other people talk about them.&lt;br /&gt;They will then tend to pretend to be someone else but themselves.&lt;br /&gt;They even tend to believe what the other say instead of the person that is involved in the matter.&lt;br /&gt;This fact really saddens me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really so sick of hearing these kind of stories.&lt;br /&gt;and gossip is like the main thing that's going on every single day.&lt;br /&gt;Not the plain kind of gossip, but the really not-even-you-want-to-know kind.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just so sick of all these people and same old stories everyday.&lt;br /&gt;The truth is, i'm really afraid of that place.&lt;br /&gt;So much that i just can't wait to leave that place,&lt;br /&gt;And i really don't like being alone on the way back home and to school.&lt;br /&gt;Like can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;How lonely i really feel when i walk out of the school gate nearly every single day after school?&lt;br /&gt;With no one to walk out with me, just like we all did in sec sch.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have a couple of friends which i really would call real friends.&lt;br /&gt;But i know, i can't depend on them too much.&lt;br /&gt;Because they have a lot and i mean really a lot of other friends there too.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't even know if the way i treat some people ( in a good way ),&lt;br /&gt;would be the same way they treat me too.&lt;br /&gt;They can't really be there for me almost as always like all of you did.&lt;br /&gt;I just miss the kind of company i used to have with all of you. :(&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, life hasn't been so good lately.&lt;br /&gt;Nor too bad.&lt;br /&gt;It's just plain old mundane.&lt;br /&gt;and one thing i've learnt.&lt;br /&gt;I think i am an easy person to forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped liking fairytales.&lt;br /&gt;Because i've seen too much of the ugly side of this world.&lt;br /&gt;I've stopped being very much an optimist like i used to be.&lt;br /&gt;Because it hurts to know most of the people around you are being too pessimistic against your hopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a question to ponder about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Have you ever felt to be less of a nice person because all you keep on getting from people around you are disappointment and the not-so-goods?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's how i feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you darlings are doing just fine.&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the retainee here hah.&lt;br /&gt;Meet up soon pls.&lt;br /&gt;Love you always. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-2922236570589501714?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/2922236570589501714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=2922236570589501714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/2922236570589501714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/2922236570589501714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2008/04/mas-is-back-to-destroy-world-instead.html' title='mas is back to destroy the world instead, maybe.'/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-7396338990698184211</id><published>2007-06-08T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T12:34:59.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JEE is back to save the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Let`s not let the blog die, yes? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;this is a very nice song you should download and listen to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Avril Lavigne - When You`re Gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;i feel randomly happy. you know you can`t stop something that`s coming to you at full speed. i`ll just wait for the time when it`ll crash onto me. meanwhile, i`ll just watch it approach me quietly, at one safe corner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;anddddddddddddd MAS, some people can be real motherfuckers at times. they talk like mirrors don`t exist on Earth. serious sial. forget it lah. no use getting mad over something which is really, not worth your feelings - even anger or resentment. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Live life like it`s your last.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Enjoy today, for you might not know what`s gonna happen tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Love you babes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Adios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-7396338990698184211?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/7396338990698184211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=7396338990698184211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/7396338990698184211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/7396338990698184211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2007/06/jee-is-back-to-save-world.html' title='JEE is back to save the world'/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-397734879930520761</id><published>2007-06-04T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T09:26:29.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wish u were mine'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;blogger:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;bold&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;eLi&lt;/bold&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HELLO bedahs! haha.. i think im living in a world of fakeness.. i swear.. everythings plastic.. &amp; everythings instant nowadays like instant noodles.. damn that Momofuku Ando! niwaes thats e person who invented instant noodles &amp;amp; im doing him for PW.. hahaha.. i dunno wat im talking abt, i swear! huahauha.. soo random, sooo hyper.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it's just sad that you u're falling for someone that u think is the right guy for u but u noe you cant be with him &amp; it's just impossible.. haiyoo.. it sucks seriously.. u look at him &amp;amp; u want him but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;en again u cant..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;why does he always get the attention of guys.. it just that he tells me a gazillion stories abt them &amp; sumtimes im seriously tired of hearing them.. i mean come onla.. which one do u want?? 7,8,9?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;omg, im starting to bitch again.. no wonder they say im becoming bimbotic.. like wtf! soo notla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i know i've change ppl.. i know that.. sorry for the inconvenience caused.. whether u like it or not.. i think i like who i am now.. im loving my life now, Alhamdullilah.. sorry i've change coz sometimes when u mix with sumone to much, u tend to become like them &amp;amp; one of them.. i love my circle of frens.. which includes the bedahs &amp; them.. all of them are like the kind of friends i've always wanted &amp;amp; im grateful for that.. i seriously think i need more gfs in Mj! coz im talking like the guys now.. sory if u get irritated coz i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;talk abt them too much coz again, i mix with them a lot than my usual frens.. &amp; i dunno wat to talk abt.. ppl change &amp;amp; so, live with it.. u cnt change them back sumtimes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sorry again for the convenience caused..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i seriously hate being the only keeper left.. i feel left out when im with the girls soccer coz i dunno who to mix with.. thats why after soccer i'll depend on Shaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt; or most of the time i'll go with they guys if they're having training.. sumtimes seriously i think i want to be a guy, with brains &amp; good soccer player.. haha.. then if i become a guy, the others wont say that i menggatal with them or wat.. wateverla.. sumtimes i think being a guy is better.. but then, every gender &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;has their own flaws..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and sumtimes i think having a relationship sucks.. and im scared of having one if im even going to have one in the future.. sumtimes fak guys! wahah.. girls rox! see, im contradicting myself again.. i think sumtimes being in a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;good/bad relationship changes u.. either u become a happy person, or a sad person all the time.. in a good relationship, u become a happy, if not a happier person.. in a bad relationship, u become a sadder person.. thats why im scared to have a relationship coz i dunno which category i'll fall into..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sumtimes i feel like i wana be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pretty &amp;amp; has the brains &amp; everything that a guy wants.. im sick &amp;amp; tired of hearing ur frens's pretty &amp; ur frens hot! u've heard it a gazillion times.. wat abt u?? screw them! hahaha.. b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ut still, im thankful for wat i am.. Alhamdullilah.. everyone has their own speciality &amp;amp; im still searching wads mine.. a person can be hot but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cn be all hairy.. hahah.. see wat i mean.. everyone's not perfect..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hate being alone coz i usually get emo &amp; listen to jiwang songs wen im alone.. soo dont leave me alone! hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;okay, im done in letting my feelings out.. go read it if u want coz i think it's long.. ignore it if u want to.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&amp;amp; sumtimes i think somethings in life r just not meant to be told &amp;amp; i shall keep it inside.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-397734879930520761?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/397734879930520761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=397734879930520761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/397734879930520761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/397734879930520761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2007/06/blogger-eli-hello-bedahs-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-33396781495155584</id><published>2007-06-03T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T15:27:18.354+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='and i&apos;m falling out.'/><title type='text'>NOW is not last time. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;HELLO WORLD! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;woah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Finally! Our mission is completed. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This blog shall be the 5 ninas' from today onwards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A big thank yoo to SuMasAk for sponsoring your blog. heheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;This is the place for yoo to speak what yoo're really feeling yoo bedahs! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BTW, I MISS YOO GUYS MANY MANY! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So, let's start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Frankly speaking, i've been hiding my feelings too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;People see me as the 24 hours happy goober and a supergirl who can save the world (haha. rite.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;but actually, deep inside, i'm hurting. Like crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;The problem with me is that i can't show my true feelings because i don't want the ppl around me, whom i love many many, to be worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't want them to stop smiling when they don't see me smile and when they know i have a problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;So, in the end, i'm in a false pretence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me outside= :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Me inside. :_____________________________________________________(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yoo see how long my tears are. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yea, i've found out one thing about me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't know if it's a weakness or strength; i seldom get angry eventhough i'm supposed to. hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and I think my mistake is that, i can be too soft on ppl at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;In the end, i tend to get hurt as they know i won't get angry and they will end up stepping my head and take advantage of my patience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, i don't have the anger still but i do have the &lt;strong&gt;disappointment&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I remember what Miss Nani say (LOL. very odd. very random. haha.) sadness goes, but disappointment stays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yes, and i'm really disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;With who? I don't name names. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;"I've tried to reach you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You don't know how hard it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't understand why you dare do it, but you just don't dare tell me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You said you don't want to hurt me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But that's what you're doin' right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I know what's going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;What you've been up to without me knowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;But eventually, i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It would have been better if you have told me earlier, so that i don't feel so hurt like how i do now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Getting to know it myself is really painful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and the day that i got to know everything was the day that i was sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and you don't even bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You don't know how crushed i felt,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;How much i've cried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well, you said you will try finding your way back to yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and i said that i would help you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sorry, i just can't now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Cause you've chosen to be the new guy that you are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I don't know who am i to you now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;And i don't even know who you are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Last time, it was really hard for me to accept you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I have second, third, forth+++ thoughts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eventually, i did, because you moved me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Because i never thought you would become the person that you are now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Why do i believe in miracles? Because you made me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I missed the person that you were.&lt;br /&gt;Everything has changed now.&lt;br /&gt;Easy for you, i guess, because you've moved on so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Well, if the reason is because you don't feel loved, i really did.&lt;br /&gt;I just don't know what's wrong with you ever since you heard the 'bad news'.&lt;br /&gt;What i'll pray now, is that one day, you'll realise your mistakes and i hope, like Jee said, you'll learn to cherish ppl for who they are, not for how they look like.&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes i wonder, does she even know i existed being your "one and only". hah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I feel like a joke. A big one.&lt;br /&gt;I really loveD you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Eventhough i still do, i'm trying not to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thank yoo for the memories."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;WOAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I can't believe I just typed those out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Crushed,Cheated, Crumpled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and That's how i really feel. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haiyo, so emo. yikes. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Thanks many many yoo girls for always being by my side!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;I couldn't ask for more. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;JEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: You're falling? for him? WOO. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" src="http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w15/vettese_2007/inspirational/strength-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and forever, i'll be your supergirl! WOO. :) hwahwa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;eh know what? I feel like cutting my hair. okay, random. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Hasta la vista, baby! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-33396781495155584?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/33396781495155584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=33396781495155584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/33396781495155584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/33396781495155584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2007/06/now-is-not-last-time.html' title='NOW is not last time. :)'/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w15/vettese_2007/inspirational/th_strength-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-5091226410787489653</id><published>2007-06-03T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:11:18.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jee is feeling random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;HELLO HELLO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;woo im so excited to post. i don`t exactly know what this blog is about but i like the colors sial. just that i dislike the clickclick layout of the blog. but overall it`s awesome to share a blog with my girlfriends. heh. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;oh ya. Mas said we`re supposed to let out our feelings here. so yeah. i`ll try to let out as much as possible. woohoots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;life is pretty good at this juncture. all about having fun. and this reminds me that i`ve yet to start revising. hawhaw. i love how things are going now. not too fast, not too slow. hah. some things just got me thinking and it gets pretty confusing. enjoying singlehood at the time being. but you know, sometimes, you just feel like having that special someone by your side to care for you, nags at you to have regular meals, flirts with each other (haha) and maybe, just to chat til early in the morning. i miss that feeling. haha. sorry, this doesn`t mean im hinting on something okay. just a random thought/feeling thanks. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;hmmmmmm. getting into a relationship is not as easy as it seems. wait, finding the right man is already a tough task. it`s so difficult to find one who can really appreciate you as who you are and not just by judging on looks alone. ohmann what im talking about okay nevermind. i`ve been thinking lately about the past. right, i`ve moved on but the memories just bugged me at times and i`ll get all emo. it sucks. sigh. too many unanswered questions on my mind. zz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;and i wonder how everyone else`s doing every day in school. like Mas in Pjc, Malak in Tpjc, Mel in Vjc. just wonder how life`s like without having the usual company; the sixers. haha, but just hope all`s having fun. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;okie dokes i`ll blog more when i feel expressive. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;ADIOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#999999;"&gt;what if i say im falling for a guy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-5091226410787489653?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5091226410787489653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=5091226410787489653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/5091226410787489653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/5091226410787489653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2007/06/hello-hello.html' title='Jee is feeling random'/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-5362545620098359247</id><published>2006-11-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T20:57:13.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Oh man. That's it. I'm dead. MALAK'S GONE!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Nono. Still alive. haha. Okay.. Chasing someone in the airport is no easy thing. Seriously. LoLS. Man.. I was so close to meeting Malak. Darn me. I woke up late. Haix.. Bt then you really feel as though you're acting in some love movies when you are chasing after one person with your mp3 on. SERIOUS... Lols. Cos i've experienced that while chasing after Malak! haix. CLOSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;YES!! like eli said, last two days, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25 NOVEMBER 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;We have a fun girls day at Malak's house. Plus her little bro also. haha. Played loads of crap. Pillow fights. Wrestling with Malak because she dropped my hp 3 TIMES!! lols. Actually, i don't quite care larh cos i think my hp is immuned to that. haha. It's because i just want to bruise her before she goes back to indo. mooahahah. Great fun! Then played some card, bingo, and casino shit (haha. right. casino.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yay. And today.. HAD FUN TOO. with all the 4h-ians. I'm the only 4k there. Lyk wth. Malak! I need u!! Went to vivo-wooo with Eli, HaoHao, Si Wei, Tau, Glenny and Rushy. Went to catch CASINO ROYALE. cool-shit. bt.. Me and Eli don't quite get the show. Haha. We're only impressed by the BONDing moves. While the rest were caught up with the other things. You know wutt larh huh.. :p haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/IMG_0828.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malak's shoe. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Haiya. Havin probs again!! More pix coming up soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;MALAK!! I MISS YOU BADLY!! I RAN TO THE AIRPORT JUST TO KNOW U'RE GONE!! U OWE ME A &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; PREZZIE!! :) 1 MONTH and 4 more days to go. WTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-5362545620098359247?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/5362545620098359247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=5362545620098359247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/5362545620098359247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/5362545620098359247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-6385450747500126514</id><published>2006-11-26T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T23:12:14.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eli the great =)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;well, today mas, jee n i went to malak's house.. she'll be leaving 4 indo tmr.. ='( sooo sad.. haiz.. our worlds gonna be empty without u.. no more bedah-sessions on the phone!! haha.. she'll be gone like 1mth &amp;amp; 5 days.. like wadahell!! that's like super duper longla.. she wont be with us on new yr's eve.. haiz.. that's sad.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;she's gonna learn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;driving der coz she's old ppl.. old.. turning 18 soon.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;eighteen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.. yes malak,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;e-i-g-h-t-e-e-n&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.. ur getting old malak.. haha.. i wanna learn driving too.. but i'll hv to wait like wat?? 2 yrs or izzit 5 yrs?? dunnola.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;niwaes today was fun! wen i came, aisyah(malak's sis) was dancing e high sch musical song "we're all in dis together" song.. it was cutela although malak thought that she was acting cute.. haiz.. sisters.. haha.. i understand perfectly.. we played pillow fights n all that.. owh yar we played bingo too! haha..it's quite lamela but nevertheless, it was fun.. i won 1st followed by mas, jee, then aisyah.. malak lost.. boohoo!! haha.. we wanted her to go to her balcony n do the monkey dance n shout her neighbour's name as a forfeit but she kept changing e subject.. tk sporting ar malak.. den we played card games.. it's somekind like "snap" but we made dis game ourselves.. it was cool shit sia.. haha.. each of us lost at least 1 time.. jee was super excited e 2nd time that she lost.. haha.. nvr seen her that giler b4..&lt;br /&gt;we went upstairs n watched malak's mum do e aerobic dance.. it was soo cool.. her mum is soo sporting, unlike mine..&lt;br /&gt;we had an emotional goodbye 4 malak.. malak almost wen on tears.. cant believe she'll be leaving us 4 1mth++.. no more oinking arnd with her.. haha..nvm.. make sure she's buying us presents, my birthday present der.. huahua.. tk tau malu.. owh yar n mas's long belated birthday too! haha.. sory mas =p.. im sure she doesnt mind rite?? rite mas?? hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that mas n jee went home.. i went back home walking.. my feet hurt like hell frm yest's farewell party.. shouldnt hv worn that high heels shoe.. i've got blisters everywhere! owh gosh..&lt;br /&gt;how am i suppose to go johor tmr with my feet hurting like this?? plus i've got 6B challet after that.. im sooo dead tmr.. nvm.. i'm goin shopping tmr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping!! whoohoo!! tk mo jealeous ar mas.. =P.. wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;we love you malak!! dun u dare 4get us!! we'll kill u if u do..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gonna miss u sooooo much!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;*muacks* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;see u next year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;owh yar.. dun keep eating der malak.. dun grow fat!! i noe der's a lot of temptations der.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-6385450747500126514?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6385450747500126514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=6385450747500126514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;wah mas.. ur post gave me the semangat to post mine.. hahaz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;yest was&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;farewell party&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;!! it was freakin fun.. tanx to the juniors.. it was e best performance ever.. it's wayy better than last yearla.. the theme was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;musical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;.. it was super cool although we were tired of high school musical.. those songs kept playin as e backgrnd music.. b4 that went to bdk interc to cut my ultra long-n-alot-of-dry-ends hair at vibes.. whoohoo!! so i hv a new haircut now.. it was waaayy better than last timela.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;den went to malak's to &lt;em&gt;siap &lt;/em&gt;der.. malak's mum sent us der.. so yah.. went to sch n all.. we were very excited.. after all those years performing for the graduating sec 4s (although i performed only once n that was last yr.. the previous yrs i was.. umm.. well.. i was "out of s'pore".. hahaz) n now it's our turn to watch the performance.. haiz.. e 1st performance was kamarul's band.. kamarul sang! i didnt noe he has a great voice.. n e 2nd performance was.. umm.. i cnt remmber n e third was.. umm.. i cnt remmber too.. haha.. wat i remembered was nadia immitating britney spears in the video clip "someday" n she had a balloon under her shirt to look as if she was pregnant.. den came yansiang who poked the balloon n der came the baby which was supposedly her.. n den e video clip "ur beautiful" came abt.. it was funny! there was quite a no. of performance n den it was e plug giving ceremony.. it was super fastla.. we havent even eat!(mind u i didnt eat e whole day n i was sooo waitin 4 dinner!!) my stomach was grumbling like hell.. hopefully dey didnt hear it while i was giving my speech.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;after e plug giving ceremony it was dinner finally! yes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was like per normal.. normal food n all like e previous years..i had dinner with my section after sooo long.. i miss them verry much esp sod n firza n hitam(zhafir)!! omg.. it was bedah-session time!! haha.. robert got posted to e double bass sect coz he cnt play e trombone.. poor thing.. den my sect gave me my "farewell present".. yeah.. so much 4 e "farewell present" coz i gt mine wen i went shopping with zhafir.. haha.. i literally told him n showed him wat i wanted.. haha.. muke tk tau malu.. i mean itam told me that they bought lame stuff 4 siewmin n sujun.. dey bought 4 siew min vibrating soap.. n sujun.. tissue box holder.. like wad the hell! tanx to my super smart juniors.. thank god itam told me that.. itam n sod freak out like mad after getting to noe wat they bought 4 sujun n siewmin.. n dey volunteered to buy 4 me my farewell present.. so i act as if i didnt noe wat my present was wen i opened it.. haha.. dis is sooo me.. i mean i dont really mind if they bought 4 me lame stuffla.. it's e thought that counts.. chey3.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was e sec 3s performance after dinner followed by the 2006 band comp video.. e sec 3s performance was cool.. itam was a hot mamak sia.. he danced e "bolechudiya"(hope i spelled it rite) song with faiza.. he was really a mamak man.. haha.. they showed us e 2006 band comp video again.. old memories flooded back my mind.. i cherished every moment of it all.. e sweat, e tears, e scoldings.. it was all worth it.. i didnt regret joining band 1 bit.. really.. although band may get to my nerves sometimes.. wat will i do without band?? maybe i'll end up becoming librabrian if i hadn't join band..(like wadahell) band made my life colourful.. i'll miss all e giler times, e rebelling(w our dearest sect leader), e bedah sessions, e putting-e-sunblock times, e getting hitam times, e taking-off-our-shoes-coz-e-field-is-muddy-times n so on.. we took our shoes off e most no. of times dis outdoor.. it's soo much that even if i were to list it all on this page, it wouldnt be enuf.. i'll remember e stupid gimik malak n zhafir wanted to do at &lt;em&gt;pegasus&lt;/em&gt;.. haha.. it was obscene sia.. n also e time wen me,zhaf,mal n sod went to bdk interc after band with our half band uniform n we walked arnd e interc to look 4 other band members to scare them.. haha.. we finally found 2 of the pingyi band members n we held our chins up high.. haha.. dey kept lookin at us n whispered something to each other.. owh yar nt forgetting e fake repertoire during e rehearsals.. that was fun! n e band camp times too!! i'll miss sod esp coz we used to gossip till late at nite during band times n e sembhyg times too! haiz.. malak n i didnt skip a practice since e starting of dis yr okay! smgt bandla katekan.. haha.. many ppl thought that we couldnt make it dis yr but we proved dem wrong! many ppl out der is waiting 4 Tk band to fall.. fat hope! well nt 4 dis yr at least.. 5time champions!! der's allooot of memories that i will take n remember after i leave TK..&lt;br /&gt;well yest was e last time e usual us went home together after soo long.. we took loads of pictures! we really had fun n marc was saying dis weird language which he made up n he claimed it to be "e higher malay language".. haha.. suke hati dierla.. haiz.. too bad my no. 1 &amp;amp; 2 didnt show up(mas n mal would noe dis).. i really wanted to take pic with them although i already did on e day of the band comp.. my hotties!! haha.. u'll see him(my no. 2) every sunday in berita harian in e "seks" sectn.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i'll miss my &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;beloved trombone&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;section&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sodd&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;zhafir,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;BMPTK&lt;/span&gt; n most of all &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TK BAND!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;it's soo sad that im leaving them all too soon.. i dont mind taking part in another outdoor.. haha.. time past sooo fast.. which i could turn back time.. hopefully der's another outdoor in 2008.. i'll be sure to come back.. insya-Allah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May e TK BAND flame burn forever in our hearts.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ANONE PAKUKE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is soo obscene sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hot mamak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the wife n the wife..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;this is wat i call kissing with passion..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0211.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img 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Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_1125eli0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;uncomplete bmptk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-6875777078216624290?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/6875777078216624290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=6875777078216624290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/6875777078216624290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/6875777078216624290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2006/11/wah-mas.html' title=''/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-8870967987580173349</id><published>2006-11-25T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T21:29:16.458+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mas the superella :) ring around the rosies. a pocket full of posies.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Finally!!! our blog's right. after arnd 5 days of nonsense. haha. all thanks to jee!!! the proded blogger. :D kk.. Know why we made a blog?? cos Os is over!! yea!! wonder why.. Before os we have so much in mind what to do after os is done.. but when os is done, you really dunno wutt to do. haha. so so so.. let's recap the story of.......... THIS WEEK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;BEST THING: We SAW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TAUFIK BATISAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!! sey sey sey!... hot stuff. haha. and we all took abt 15 mins to approach him. haha. finally.. thanks to the coin of fate. LOLs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and shopping...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh! and shopping again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Then, last two days which is on the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;23 NOVEMBER 2006&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;is the gay-shits outing!! yea.. me,malak,vanny,mirul,mingo and kestie went to vivo city baybeh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;too bad "Prince Xin" wasn't there. he went back to his Malaysia. haha. but right.. kinda boring larh. too big. got lost many times. huahua. and eli went there too!! with... hmm. somebody. :) oya!! before meeting them, me and malak went to send her off to rebond her hair at pp first. Check her out man. hot stuff. =p haha. and her freaking long hair. and DA BODY!! wahahahha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;okay. back!!rewind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;yea.. vivo city. went to watch 9.56. nono.. not at 9.56. the name of the movie is '9.56'. it's freaky!! got a lil trauma later at night. :/ damn damn... nono. damn them! they made me sit at the end! grr.. so i just had da popcorn box to hold on too man. haha. oh!! and malak's new heels which she wore for th 1st time is gone forever!! ok larh. it's nt tt bad. just tt da ribbon broke off. haha. complain to jee man!! LOLs.bt then.. she glued it back.... and...... ITS WORKS! haha. that was when me,malak,mirul and mingo (ooo. all 'M'. ok. lame.) went to eat at bedok kfc. and hopeless can't be more hopeless. you should hear his story. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;will upload the pix another day. I'm in a rush! rush! rush!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;24 NOVEMBER 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;It's the last day to send your choices for the 3 months jc thingy!! so hurry!! while stocks last. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;stayed at home the whole day. but still go out. with my bro. MALAK.. my 1st bro. your favourite. haha. went to do nonsense stuff with him. 2 more weeks and he'll be a husband!! gosh. and my house would be brother-empty. :( and i'll be stuck with my sis! help me pls. LOLs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;oh yea. 1 thing for sue. ppl change. :) glad i've got a caring and loveable group of friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;25 NOVEMBER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mom asked me to stay at hm. so i carried on the plan becoming a potato couch. spent the whole day with full house+the 2nd disc of Princess' Diaries+food+tv+food again. bt again.. plan's cancelled halfway. cos i went to meet my sis!! went to eat and search for her dress for my bro's wedding. and great. i can't go and party with my gundu squadmates at the farewell party because of the dinner. bt nvm. my great friends would be there. hopefully. yes they will!! i'm gonna kill them if they won't. haha. The most embarassing thing! My heels got trapped into some hole out of the blue and i went on walking w/o it a few steps further. Cinderella man... hahahah. Boring day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Malak and Eli is having their band farewell party. They must be killing themselves with fun and bet they'll look make-over-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Jee's gone to Malaysia too. Probably shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Mel, Where art thou? haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Leaving me, half-dead. Two days time. I'll be dead. Malak's gg back to Indo!! :( sweet misery. no. sour. haha. and she'll be back like nxt year!! double :( :( times 100000000. Lucky eli's not gg back to malaysia, jee's nt gg back to China, Alun's nt gg back to India and Mel's not gg back to.... Smart counrty. LOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ELI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You don't need to mention that i was laughed at man.. It's painful you goon!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;To &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;MALAK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;You can start blogging. PLS BLOG AT LEAST ONE before gg back to Indo you goon. gonna miss you loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;love you guys loads. THE SIXERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;there's no sadder word than goodbye. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-8870967987580173349?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/8870967987580173349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=8870967987580173349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/8870967987580173349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/8870967987580173349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2006/11/finally-our-blogs-right.html' title=''/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7126244160837852465.post-9109132598761216781</id><published>2006-11-21T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T17:59:45.051+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='eli the great =)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yaaayy!! our 1st blog ever!! whoohoo!! "our" as in mas, malak n eli.. see, this is a trio kinda blog.. finaaally we managed 2 get this blogging thingy done sia.. after trying allooottt of times.. uncountable times.. haha.. owh yar.. niwaes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELCOME TO "SuMasAk" 's BLOG peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Su' 4 suhaili, 'Mas' 4 masturah annndd 'Ak' 4 malak.. pretty cool huh? actually it kinda lamela.. u noe y?? coz it's mas's idea.. duh!! of course it's lame.. haha..=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_0923eli0148.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the unbeatables..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i141.photobucket.com/albums/r67/sumasak/2006_0923eli0135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e toots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[[on behalf of malak n mas]]&lt;br /&gt;well, we went shopping at bugis n little india today.. i mean nt at little india la..(we're nt buying any saris there okay..) we went threading!! it was painful at 1st but u'll get use to itla.. malak n i managed to convince mas to thread her bushy, bushmenly eyebrows! haha.. i went 1st.. i tahan e pain like crazy.. nk act machola katekan.. haha.. i hate e part wen she asked me to pull my umm wat do u call that umm e skin under my eyebrows?? dunnola.. it's freakin painful sia.. then i was mas turn next.. she was freakin nervousla.. haha.. after threading she cried! yeah, mas cried.. haha.. malak n i laughed like hell.. e tourist beside us laughed along with us after seeing mas's expression.. but she got to admit that e threading was nice n neat.. we headed to bugis junction with our newly-threaded-unbushylike-bushmenly eyebrows.. haha.. yupp.. we went shopping!! it was damn tiring sia.. my feet is killing me! i need a massage badly!! =( k ar.. i need 2 figure out how e hell 2 change dis bloody blogskin which is like highly impossible to do.. haaaiizzz... 1st timers.. nvm.. tatas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7126244160837852465-9109132598761216781?l=fifth-sense.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/feeds/9109132598761216781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7126244160837852465&amp;postID=9109132598761216781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/9109132598761216781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7126244160837852465/posts/default/9109132598761216781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fifth-sense.blogspot.com/2006/11/yaaayy-our-1st-blog-ever-whoohoo-our-as.html' title=''/><author><name>elimasmal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12536246978902372470</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
