<?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-5753817</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:37:19.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[aquza]</title><subtitle type='html'>When you left I lost a part of me
It's still so hard to believe
Come back baby, please
Cause we belong together</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>253</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111478355908475488</id><published>2005-04-29T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T22:08:35.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: patheticI am listening to: watching eiffel i'm in love and bloggingokay i couldn't resist and change the layout again. very bright ayy!haha. well, i'm inlove with the new mariah song. we belong together. been listening to it since since last week.okay here's the lyrics,Song: We Belong TogetherBy: Mariah Carey(Ooh, ooh, sweet love, yeah)I didn't mean itWhen I said I didn't love you, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111478355908475488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111478355908475488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111478355908475488' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111450041853573708</id><published>2005-04-26T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T15:26:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>alright don't puke at this layout because this is only a temporary layout.i'm too lazy to go and search for a great layout.so yeah i'm back to blog. :]*throws confetti*but for now, i have to search for solid food so taaaaa! and will be back soon. :]</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111450041853573708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111450041853573708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111450041853573708' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111264026142388110</id><published>2005-04-05T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T02:44:21.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I love you.I love Izzah, Amirah, Jannah, Martina, Seri, Seha and Kamisah.I love Dee V.Lock and Natasha.I love my room.And I love everyone of you.Okay.Gone.Dead.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111264026142388110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111264026142388110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111264026142388110' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111204774541095044</id><published>2005-03-29T06:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T06:37:14.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling:All lovey doveyI am listening to: My air con buzzingSo yeah 6:01 am and I'm still up and kicking. Call me out dated, I've just finish watching Eiffel, I'm in Love and that was what kept me all lovey and dovey at 6 am! Also because I took a shower at 11 pm yesterday after reaching home from Izzah's place so I'm still fresh now! And baby boy is going to kill me if I'm late tomorrow for</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111204774541095044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111204774541095044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111204774541095044' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111186077020454073</id><published>2005-03-27T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T02:32:28.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Sick in the stomachI am listening to: The Used ~&gt; All that I've GotGood Morning Sunshine! Yeap it's freaking 2 am and I am not asleep yet. Blame the restaurant my family went to for dinner! My stomach is still aching! Ouhhhhh...Anyhow, I was posted to Nanyang Polytechnic's Engineering Infomatics. I am proud that I'm atleast accepted to a Poly but I'm not proud of going to that </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111186077020454073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111186077020454073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111186077020454073' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111133987395370303</id><published>2005-03-21T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T01:31:13.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dedicated to Dr. Amina Wadud I am feeling: So angry and outragedI am listening to: The angry thump of my heartEven if she had to make a point about woman can lead friday prayers, she should have done it some other place BUT not in a Church or a Chapel where there are totally different beliefs.Dr. Amina Wadud, you are not stating your point as an Islam but as someone who is stirring contreversy by</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111133987395370303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111133987395370303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111133987395370303' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111133697573524936</id><published>2005-03-21T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T00:42:55.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: like as if i want to bang my headI am listening to: My Chemical Romance ~&gt; Helena"We're pleased to tell you that you've been shortlisted for the Film, Sound and Video interview on 23rd of March 2005. Your interview is scheduled at 10:50 am at Ngee Ann Polytechnic Block 56 level 6. When you're there please proceed to Panel D. Please be there 10 mins before your scheduled interview...</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111133697573524936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111133697573524936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111133697573524936' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111114254090216093</id><published>2005-03-18T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T19:11:47.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: PoorI am listening to: Good Charlotte ~&gt; The Chronicles of Life and DeathEvening people! Yes, sad is'nt it, I am indeed poor. Well, not technically but well I just feel poor okay. And it's all because of yesterday. Don't get me wrong, yesterday was a great day for me and the boy! :] We had so much fun throwing money at people! Haha.The Hair cutYeap, I got my thick curly,wurly hair </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111114254090216093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111114254090216093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111114254090216093' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111099784579486161</id><published>2005-03-17T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T02:30:45.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Not SleepyI am listening to: Jesse Mccartney ~&gt; Beautiful SoulYes babies I'm not tired or sleepy. I was just checking out www.sistic.com bout the ticket pricing for Simple Plan and Avril Lavigne concert and between the two I really think Simple Plan concert is much more affordable and well, better off. Why so? Because the only tickets available is $50 and its a free standing concert</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111099784579486161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111099784579486161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111099784579486161' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111073922430264792</id><published>2005-03-14T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T02:40:24.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Super HyperI am listening to:  MCR ~&gt; The Ghost of YouSo yeah, I got shortlisted for the Film, Sound and Video course at Ngee Ann Polytechnic and the written exam is tomorrow. You have no idea how happy and freaking excited I am. But the problem is I'm sure of my seat number! It's either 519 or 509!! Horrifying, I know. Well, I just hope it's okay *prays so hard*! Going with Dee and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111073922430264792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111073922430264792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111073922430264792' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-111027786403786531</id><published>2005-03-08T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T18:31:04.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: DizzyI am listening to: Teh Tarik Crew ~&gt; Save The DayHappy Woman's Day! To all woman, you're wonderful and beautiful in your own way. I'm proud to say I'm a woman because I'm two times sexier then most men! HAH.So what's been up? I'm having a major headache. Why? Because I was searching for skins for my blog and it was horrible! I don't mean the skins but the process. It's been a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111027786403786531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/111027786403786531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111027786403786531' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110997070912410170</id><published>2005-03-05T05:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T05:11:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling:  Hungry!!I am listening to:  The PC running.Good morning to everyone!Yes yes it's 5:11 am and yeah, I'm not asleep yet. I miss the net too much so decided to spend time with it. Haha. Crap! Probably this is the effect of the cup pf coffee I took just now. Hah.!So well, this blog is kind of dead huh. Noone is taggin cause they still thought that I'm away. WELL, PEOPLE(!!) I IS BACK </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110997070912410170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110997070912410170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110997070912410170' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110990492383083856</id><published>2005-03-04T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T10:55:23.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: GoodI am listening to: Nothing actuallyGood morning my friends! Yes hello. ;]So a quick update bout myself. I pass my O's not that good though but I passed 5 subs. Good enough. I have 24 points. Yes, very bad. So the pass few days been going to Polys to sign up some courses with darling Dee V. It was loads of fun and raining. Heh. Watched HITCH! Vvvv good movie. Catch it with your </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110990492383083856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110990492383083856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#110990492383083856' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110897983707158602</id><published>2005-02-21T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T17:57:17.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Kind off sickI am listening to: Ashanti's CDA BIG BIG HELLO!!! Yes I've finally update this s*** however, it's going to be short.I miss you bloody people okay!!! And I love you all SOO VERY MUCH for missing me too. Heh.Anyway, Good luck to those who are picking up your results on Friday. All the best ya? And keep on taggin kay! Will be back real real soon! No worries..Special thanks</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110897983707158602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110897983707158602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110897983707158602' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110455943247648181</id><published>2005-01-01T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T14:03:52.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Having a hangoverI am listening to: Craig David ~&gt; You don't Miss your Water...Afternoon people! Today I start work at 3 pm. So I owe most of you people an update. Or atleast an entry. :] Well, it's 2005 and I hope for the better. 2004 was great but stressful. I shan't elaborate because you people know why right? And another thing, it was a sad year for most of the Asia </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110455943247648181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110455943247648181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110455943247648181' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110299101572102749</id><published>2004-12-14T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-14T10:23:35.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: HungryI am listening to: TTC ~&gt; LandsI AM STILL ALIVE! PEOPLE, I'M STILL ALIVE!!!Yes that was what I wanted to say since last week. Haha. I'm tired! Damn work is starting soon. Argh Argh Argh.Well, this entry is simply to tell the world that I love my darling.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110299101572102749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110299101572102749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110299101572102749' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110261617179837212</id><published>2004-12-10T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T02:59:10.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: EXHAUSTED!I am listening to: Nothing in particular.I have a feeling this entry is going to be long but never the less, here's an update on me.I've not been online for a week (??) due to some computer problems and my commitment to the working LIFE. Been busy with work and when I reach home, I'm simply too tired to switch on this bl**dy computer. So below are some updates from</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110261617179837212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110261617179837212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110261617179837212' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110144061819480212</id><published>2004-11-26T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-26T11:53:20.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: SoreI am listening to: My Chemical Romance ~&gt; The Ghost Of YouSo you've not seen me online as often as I should because I was away on my class chalet from Monday till yesterday.It was absolutely fun yet there was sadness. I didn't take a lot of photos just a few on the bbq night cause my camera wasn't with me for the first 2 days.The chalet was at Aloha Changi and Taufiq,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110144061819480212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110144061819480212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110144061819480212' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110105372198680588</id><published>2004-11-22T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T00:15:21.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: A bit pissedI am listening to: Ruffedge feat. Phlowtron ~&gt; GoyangWhy am I pissed at this hour? Because I've just watched the introduction of Miss Earth 2004 on Star World (Channel 18 on SCV)and I'm kind of pissed with the whole idea of having a BEAUTY peageon and naming it Miss Earth. For what? The people who are carrying out this idea of a BEAUTY contest in the name of Mother </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110105372198680588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110105372198680588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110105372198680588' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110087118524575075</id><published>2004-11-19T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T21:33:05.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: OkayI am listening to: Avril Lavigne ~&gt; Don't Tell MeBeware! I'm one of those blogger who is going to comment bout Singapore Idol.I cried. Yes, I did. Indeed Singapore Idol has turned into somesort like a real-life drama. Haha. I would call it, "The road to fame in Singapore." Haha. Well, I've already predicted that Sly would confirm be in the finals. Why? Because he has a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110087118524575075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110087118524575075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110087118524575075' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110079947767742739</id><published>2004-11-19T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-19T01:37:57.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling:  Very tired but not sleepy, yet.I am listening to: Tony rich project ~&gt; Nobody knowsSo yey! I bought my Duffel Bag just now. Uh-huh it's yellow! Heh.Went out with my darling Mr Mole. We watched Shutter and it was great! I like this movie as compared to other Horror Asian movies!! You all should go and catch it! Real good!! :] But before catching Shutter, we went to Bugis </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110079947767742739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110079947767742739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110079947767742739' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110060243025941459</id><published>2004-11-16T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T18:53:50.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Scardy CatI am listening to: Fabolous ~&gt; BreatheI WANT A NEW PAIR OF SPECS!URGGHHH.PLEASE?BLUEKS.AND A DUFFEL BAG.PLUS A PAIR OF SMOKING SHOES!Thanks! ;]LOVE,FAZLINDA. &lt;3</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110060243025941459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110060243025941459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110060243025941459' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110049637682023093</id><published>2004-11-15T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:38:21.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: I have no idea.I am listening to: Eminem ~&gt; MoshWell, I just felt like I need to blog. So, how was your Jalan Raya? Mine was alright, I guess. Spend 2 whole hours at my granny's. Listening to the elders talk. Haha. Very funny. Was pissed though cause some how I didn't freaking off my camera and the battery went dead. Grr. So no pictures at the other houses and couldn't take </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110049637682023093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110049637682023093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110049637682023093' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110040289592927454</id><published>2004-11-14T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:08:17.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Happy and FullI am listening to: Sanisah Huri ~&gt; Bersabarlah SayangI am freaking jealous of Anuar Zain's long hairdo! It looks like mine though. Haha.So I ate ketupat, sambal goreng, sambal udang (so shiok I tell you!) and ayam opor (another shiok one!) and now I am as happiest as ever! :] Today, I'm probably going to my granny's and my aunt's house. But as usual, my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110040289592927454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110040289592927454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110040289592927454' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110035267183152798</id><published>2004-11-14T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T13:07:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: GlitteryI am listening to: Loads of Raya Songs.Hello to everybody! I just came back from my granny's. I broke my fast there with my maid and my cousins! Kind of full! :] And I'm one happy person. Yesterday my mom, my maid and myself went to Geylang. I bought my bag, 3 baju kurung, a watch (like finally) and some household stuffs. Then today, in the afternoon, I bought my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110035267183152798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110035267183152798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110035267183152798' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-110015981929485468</id><published>2004-11-11T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T15:58:29.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: DustyI am listening to: Anuar Zain &amp; Elina ~&gt; Suasana Di Hari RayaTo my Hindu friends,May you have a joyous deepavali!I'm taking a break from cleaning my room! There are a lot of dust!! Urrgghh. And my nose is irritated! I'm still not done with the cleaning. Suga darling, no I didn't do much shopping for this year's Hari Raya cause I don't have the time. Boohoo!! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110015981929485468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/110015981929485468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110015981929485468' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109992885978371101</id><published>2004-11-08T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T23:52:11.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: FreshI am listening to: I'm watching Tyra's Shake ya body Video.I have one statement to make, well, it's not like a statement but I just have to say something, I'M GOING TO BOOGIE MY PANTS OFF ON 30TH DEC!Uh-huh you heard me. I'm going dance and dance till I fall dead in the middle of the dance floor. Even if both my heels break, I'll kick them off and boogie on. Oh, how</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109992885978371101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109992885978371101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109992885978371101' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109975732901782251</id><published>2004-11-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T00:08:49.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Full + Glad + Happy + Amazed + Thrilled!I am listening to: Ataris ~&gt; All you can ever learn you already knowSo had a blast with Tasha and Dee just now! Haha. Dee, that cheese cake was blardy nice! So yeah its a little off 12 am but here it goes;Yes so it's our 14th month anni today! Yey! Haha. Love you darling! Muah. &lt;3 you so much!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109975732901782251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109975732901782251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109975732901782251' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109963471417362742</id><published>2004-11-05T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T14:10:03.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: HappyI am listening to: Ruffedge feat Phlowtron ~&gt; GoyangI'm kind of feeling down cause I won't be able to go to the Hip Hop Fest this year! Urrgh! Well, maybe next year? Hopefully. Well, to those who are interested, here's the poster. For a clearer view, click HERESo meeting honey later on at 4 pm. We're going to Downtown East and study Chem, I guess. We're too lazy to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109963471417362742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109963471417362742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109963471417362742' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109943361047982031</id><published>2004-11-03T06:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T06:30:58.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Dead BEAT!I am listening to: Lara Fabian ~&gt; I will love againMorning! Haha. It's alittle off 6 am and I've been awake since 4 am. I've been going through physics yesterday and I'm going through some vocabs for English Paper 1 later at approximately in 2 hours time! Uh huh. Urrgghh! And this is how my room looks like;And then on Monday, while I was on my way to school, I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109943361047982031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109943361047982031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109943361047982031' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109920493779085013</id><published>2004-10-31T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T14:43:58.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Shan't talk about itI am listening to: Ruffedge ~&gt; GoyangSo here's it. Tomorrow till 22nd Nov will be the battle I've been waiting since Sec 1. Wish me Luck and to all of you who is battling the same battle as me, good luck and all the best. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109920493779085013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109920493779085013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109920493779085013' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109903421582508349</id><published>2004-10-29T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T15:16:55.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: ColdI am listening to: Siti Nurhaliza ~&gt; PercayalahIt's only 3 pm but it looks like as if it's 6 pm. Why? Because it's going to rain. And I'm all alone at home.I miss my brother. Yes, you would have never thought I would say that but yeah, I do. Because I've not seen him this whole week! Yes yes he's at home but he rarely come out of his room after buka.Just now, when I </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109903421582508349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109903421582508349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109903421582508349' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109897693785398632</id><published>2004-10-28T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T23:22:17.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: BoredI am listening to: Watching Eminem ~&gt; Just Lose ItHis new video is hilarious! I'm still wondering who are the Dancers in the vid. You know the 2 girls were from Missy Elliot's Gossip Folks and the boy, I think was one of the dancers in Honey or was featured in P.Diddy's peformance on VMAs back in 2002?Anyways, my darling is at his Aunt's place. He said he would sms me </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109897693785398632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109897693785398632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109897693785398632' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109896909929287702</id><published>2004-10-28T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-28T21:11:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: FullI am listening to: My Chemical Romance ~&gt; I'm Not Okay (I promise)YES! YES! YES! So it's confirmed, I saw Taufik Batisah at Bukit Gombak the other time. His peformance was better than last week. AINI! I SAW YOU TAKING PICTURES WITH TAUFIK (or was it someone else?) AT WHEELOCK PLACE! heh.Anyhoo, I'm missing him badly! Where is that boy of mine? I don't want to disturb him</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109896909929287702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109896909929287702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109896909929287702' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109880244667701366</id><published>2004-10-26T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T22:54:06.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Frustrated stillI am listening to: Usher feat. Alicia Keys ~&gt; My BooWhy am I frustrated? Because I woke up late for my last day of school. I woke up at 9 AM! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? And I missed a lot of fun! Darn. But, it was a sad day. Graduation Ceremony was okay. I cried! Haha. Typical me. Pictures are up so check it out under 'Say Cheese'.Today, went back to school to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109880244667701366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109880244667701366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109880244667701366' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109846733819243516</id><published>2004-10-23T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T13:25:27.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Solemn mode onI am listening to: Firehouse ~&gt; Love of a Lifetime[edit] Is this a guy or a girl? 4E3-ians, you should know who. Haha. [/edit]I took my very first step on the pathway of the backgate of Yusof Ishak Secondary School. I took my very first breath as I walked pass the field and then the fitness corner and then the canteen.I took a seat near the girls' toilet and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109846733819243516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109846733819243516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109846733819243516' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109826247640326468</id><published>2004-10-20T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T16:54:36.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Happy!I am listening to: Coldplay ~&gt; The ScientistYeah! Finally I know how to upload a song onto my own server! Haha. Thanks to Aziemah, Aizuddin and Atiqah! Haha, the 3 As! So enjoy the song okay! I simply love this song! Thanks to Amirah (another A) for reminding me this song. Heh.So I cried in school. Why? Because I watched the video which my form teacher recorded for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109826247640326468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109826247640326468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109826247640326468' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109820843503533747</id><published>2004-10-20T01:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-20T01:54:48.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: hy-purr *me-OW*I am listening to: Blackstreet ~&gt; Think about youMorning! Why am I hyper? Because I've just woken up from my nap and I've just eaten durian with mommy. Kind of full. This will just be a random update though.So science pract was yesterday. And I think it was fine? Chem was crap. I didn't read anything on 'Titration' so screw Chem. Physics was easy. Haha. We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109820843503533747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109820843503533747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109820843503533747' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109776801509419419</id><published>2004-10-14T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T23:54:21.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit]  I want to catch The Motorcycle Diaries at either Golden Village Tampines or Golden Village Class!! :( Sadly, Fasting Month starts tomorrow and I'm broke and I'm having problems with the parents! Urrgghh!! Why???!!  [/edit]Seriously, I used to have a crush on Macaulay Culkin when he was still acting in "Home Alone" cause he was so damn cute. But now he's charged with possession of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109776801509419419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109776801509419419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109776801509419419' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109772457920366161</id><published>2004-10-14T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-14T11:29:39.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: like a crap who is tiredI am listening to: Jojo ~&gt; Secret LoveGo and watch Shark Tale! It's superly duperly hilarious I tell ya!So why am I feeling like a tired crap? Because my mom and dad are pressuring me since 987664950372 times ago. And because they are comparing me to a dear friend of mine who has succeed with her own success. And because they don't believe that I'm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109772457920366161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109772457920366161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109772457920366161' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109741449337721170</id><published>2004-10-10T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T21:23:18.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: TIREDI am listening to: Stevie Wonder ~&gt; Isn't she lovelyI'm feeling exhausted. Exhausted from being a lazy bum. I need something new, something exciting in my life. I need to go bungee jumping or sky diving. Atleast, that would wake me up from this winding life I'm leaving in.Flipping through (yes just flipping through) the Ten-Years Series makes me sick and I've been </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109741449337721170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109741449337721170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109741449337721170' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109740629963261751</id><published>2004-10-10T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-10T19:08:14.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>If you're Nurjannah Bte Ahmad Redzuan, click HERE.Happy Sweet 16th darling Jannah! Muah!&lt;3 Fazlinda</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109740629963261751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109740629963261751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109740629963261751' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109676741388133064</id><published>2004-10-03T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T09:47:58.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Quite TiredI am listening to: Mariah Carey ~&gt; HoneyMorning everyone! Feeling hungry!HAPPY BIRTHDAY MALINA!Uh-huh it's Malina's birthday today! Sorry I can't meet ya today. Have to study lah dear!Well, go see the pictures below! Haha. They were snapped yesterday. We watched Art of The Devil yesterday and it was okay. Theather 7 is so freaking small!!! Anyway I've </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109676741388133064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109676741388133064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109676741388133064' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109676700063676584</id><published>2004-10-03T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T09:30:00.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sing to me the song, of the StarsOf your Galaxy Dancing, and Laughing and Laughing againWhen it feels like my dreams are so farSing to me of the plans that you have for me over againI give you my DestinyI'm giving you all of meI want your SymphonySinging in all I amAt the top of my lungsI'm giving it back</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109676700063676584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109676700063676584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109676700063676584' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109669213614745763</id><published>2004-10-02T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-03T09:19:12.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Sick in the stomachI am listening to: Jill Scott ~&gt; He Loves MeGood afternoon!Yesterday in school, it was like a Childrens' Day holiday in school for us. So me and the girls were talking bout KIDS during lunch. Actually I started the conversation first. Was asking the girls whether they would be part of their child's school life and sorts or join the parents' club. Among </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109669213614745763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109669213614745763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109669213614745763' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109645853604885267</id><published>2004-09-29T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T19:52:03.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Unstable!I am listening to: Nelly feat. Christina Aguilera ~&gt; Tilt Your Head Back*Screams!*Finally an update! :]So, what has been going on you may ask? (If you didn't here's the answer anyway)Prelims were cruel to me. The results were much more cruel I tell you! However, I think I've improved. Eventhough I failed some subjects, I failed in a good way. I should buck</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109645853604885267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109645853604885267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109645853604885267' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109518096099266258</id><published>2004-09-15T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-15T01:09:05.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: As if the letter "L" is engraved on my foreheadI yam listening to: Marc Anthony ~&gt; My Baby YouI feel as if I want to shout at the top of my lungs that "I'M HATING PRELIMS!"Yes. I'm hating it. I have noone else to blame but myself for this because I cannot put myself to study anymore! It's like OMG!I feel sucky actually. Later I'll be sitting for Science Paper 3. The "Urrgghh" </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109518096099266258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109518096099266258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109518096099266258' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109496616249304201</id><published>2004-09-12T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T13:16:02.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I am feeling: Quite alrightI am listening to: Mario Winans ~&gt; Never Really Was Hello! Yup, it has been awhile since I blogged. Oh wells, I don't really have much time in my hands right now. I'm basically busy slacking. Studying is just my part-time task now. The Prelims started last Friday with English. I totally screw Paper 1! And I'm not that confident with Paper 2. It's Malay tomorrow. Both</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109496616249304201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109496616249304201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109496616249304201' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109399738159379363</id><published>2004-09-01T08:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T12:58:34.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Feast your eyes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109399738159379363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109399738159379363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109399738159379363' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109397218676342902</id><published>2004-09-01T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-01T01:09:46.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: Hot!I yam listening to: Amanda Perez ~&gt; AngelMorning to everyone of you! It's 1 am and today marks my 1 year anniversary using blogger.There are tons of sweet memories that I've shared in this blogger. However, there were sometimes I've confide my real inner feelings here.Teachers' Day was a blast! Go see the pictures okay! I've already uploaded them so go see! if you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109397218676342902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109397218676342902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109397218676342902' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109335182787715312</id><published>2004-08-24T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-24T20:51:29.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: UnsureI yam listening to: Craig David ~&gt;You don't miss your water (Till the well runs dry)It is very ironic because here I am, feeling all unsure about things and moody, and it's raining heavily now. I feel like walking and dancing in the rain because I want to wash away the pain I feel right here deep in my heart. Haha, come to think about it, I could just turn on the shower</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109335182787715312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109335182787715312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109335182787715312' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109274032879456682</id><published>2004-08-17T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T19:05:37.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: Tired!I yam listening to: Britney Spears's Classics.. Those good stuffs!Evening to everyone! Finally I'm updating this blog of mine. Loads of things have been happening since the last time I blogged but of course I will not list all of them.1) I sprained my ankle and I scrapped my knee as well as my elbow while walking at Bugis Village. Was such an unlucky day for me. The </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109274032879456682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109274032879456682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109274032879456682' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109223791228496096</id><published>2004-08-11T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-11T23:25:12.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling:  tired!I yam listening to:  Kimberley Locke &amp; Clay Aiken ~&gt; Without You Greetings to you who is reading this. I'm tired but I have 101 things that I want to tell you ppl! May be I should tell you tomorrow because I'm TIRED! Pssssst! This is my 201th post. :) haha. Seriously, aku bangga okay!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109223791228496096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109223791228496096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109223791228496096' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109198270418422119</id><published>2004-08-09T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-09T00:33:23.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 39TH BIRTHDAY, SINGAPORE!I am proud to be a Singaporean.Singapore is where I call home.Fazzy heart Singapore!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109198270418422119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109198270418422119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109198270418422119' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109180929943323109</id><published>2004-08-07T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-07T00:49:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: Good! Great!I yam listening to: Urban Xchange ~&gt; SabarlahHAPPY 11TH MONTH ANNIVERSARY! Yes. It's our 11th months together. I love you darling. Although there were hardships and obstacles we had to go through, it just make me love you even more. I hope we'll be together forever and ever because I'm sick and tired to start all over again with someone new. You're my best friend,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109180929943323109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109180929943323109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109180929943323109' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109133028736789711</id><published>2004-08-01T11:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-01T11:19:57.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: read this entry and u judge for yourselfI yam listening to: N.E.R.D ~&gt; Lap DanceGood morning!I'm in depressed mood lately and I don't know why. I'm not having my mens.Suddenly, I feel very 'ugly' and always wonder what people think of me when I walk down the street.I used to have this attitude of not caring what others think of me and just be myself. But it's difficult </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109133028736789711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109133028736789711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109133028736789711' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109120126758546545</id><published>2004-07-30T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-30T23:27:47.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: tired but not sleepyI yam listening to: 2 play ~&gt; So Confused Hello people! I'm grinding to my chair to the song above! It's so so nice!! So tomorrow I was suppose to have my English Common Test but I won't be taking it because I'm attending this study skill thingy at Nanyang Poly. So people from NYP be all set to see students from Yusof Ishak Sec in their home clothes! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109120126758546545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109120126758546545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109120126758546545' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109096355763407288</id><published>2004-07-28T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-28T05:25:57.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: It's 5 am, what do you think?I yam listening to: my fan.... Gooood morning Singapore! Yes you heard me, it's 5 am!!! Why am I up at this hour? Well, I've been up since 3:30 am. Cause I remembered I had not finish doing my Geography project! So the computer was already on. That's practically how my story goes. So why am I not sleeping yet? I'm not sleepy. But I'm so so hungry!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109096355763407288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109096355763407288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109096355763407288' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109073654041994955</id><published>2004-07-25T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-25T14:26:06.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: as usual I yam listening to:  Rio Febrian ~&gt; Lebih Baik Darinya [edit] add me on friendster okay?! my e-mail add is the same[/edit] It's Sunday! So yesterday turned out that my F&amp;N practical ended at almost 1 pm! Yes. And I thought I was late for that practical and it rained damn heavily too! I was soaking wet although I brought an umbrella along. The practical went </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109073654041994955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109073654041994955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109073654041994955' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109062987011493598</id><published>2004-07-24T08:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T08:45:15.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: cold to the max! I yam listening to: All-4-One ~&gt; I swear Just an update, I will be having my stupid 'O' Level F&amp;N coursework part B today and it will end at 12 pm, which sucks big time. ..but later I'm going shopping with mother and meet wandie soon after that. It's raining heavily here and I'm feeling cold! So cold! :( Hope it won't rain later. :) *haha okay okay this</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109062987011493598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109062987011493598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109062987011493598' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109029448783130735</id><published>2004-07-20T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T11:34:47.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: I yam listening to:  &lt;!--60 51.52 50 51.43--&gt;         Extroverted (E) 60% Introverted (I) 40% Imaginative (N) 51.52% Realistic (S) 48.48% Intellectual (T) 50% Emotional (F) 50% Easygoing (P) 51.43% Organized (J) 48.57%         Your type is: ENFP       &gt;  You are an Inspirer, possible professions include - conference planner, speech pathologist, HR development trainer, ombudsman</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109029448783130735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109029448783130735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109029448783130735' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-109016579116941089</id><published>2004-07-18T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-24T08:47:54.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda sad I yam listening to: M2M ~&gt; Pretty Boy hello.. and err.. blogger has a new system! i've not been blogging fer a week so i'm so far behind time. haha.and its weird lah!okay why am i sad? i'm simply too young to suffer from depression. yes. i think i have the symtomps of depression. i cry at little things and i try to be happy when things deep deep inside are not. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109016579116941089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/109016579116941089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109016579116941089' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108951732286714715</id><published>2004-07-11T11:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-11T11:42:02.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: hungry!!! I yam listening to: Kelis ~&gt; Trick Meits gonna rain soon!! and i'm hungry.okay below, explains it all bout me alrite! haha..Your love is... by ChibiMarronchanYour name is...Your kiss is...eroticYour hugs are...gentleYour eyes...light up a dayYour touch is...awakening my heartYour smell is...beautifulYour smile is...hypnotisingYour love is...everlastingCreated with</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108951732286714715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108951732286714715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108951732286714715' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108939195902840309</id><published>2004-07-10T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-10T00:52:39.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It has been a long long time since i did some quizzes.. so here u go!Your: Wondering eyes. Your not quite focused andyour quite the day dreamer. Your a bit odd andas many say "Your head is in theclouds."  What type of eyes do you have? brought to you by Quizillahand holding - you like to be in constant physicalcontact with your special someone but you don'twant to take things too quickly. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108939195902840309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108939195902840309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108939195902840309' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108930466318459104</id><published>2004-07-09T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-09T18:14:14.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: i cudden sleep = tired!I yam listening to: Nick Lachey ~&gt; And I Swearmorning to all! yes. i cannot sleep.well, some updates, my oral? haha. it was okay? It was on the 1st of July sey!! i was the 16th person so yuh, it was a looong looong way! by the time i was finished it was already 5:35 pm!! and i had maths tuition dat day! so yuh reached there at about 6:30 pm? and it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108930466318459104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108930466318459104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108930466318459104' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108919555605246655</id><published>2004-07-07T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T18:19:16.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling:fed upI yam listening to: nuthingokay my computer is giving me problem rite now! urrrgghhh all the icons are gone! thankyew to those stupid hackers and virus makers. u have nuthing better to do rite? uurrggghhh.. so i'll be rebooting this darling of mine! :( boo hoo all the songs i've downloaded are gonna be gone!! eeekksss!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108919555605246655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108919555605246655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108919555605246655' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108902933502203323</id><published>2004-07-05T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T21:37:07.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>[edit]I have added a space for my photoalbums under Say Cheese. Go feast your eyes at the pictures there! ne comments comment on my tag board![/edit]This is for HIMI don't see any reason why i should explain things to you anymore. You will never listen to what I have to say. I love you and miss you so much. These tears are for you. It has always been for you.  He's always on my mind,from </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108902933502203323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108902933502203323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#108902933502203323' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108833563148906879</id><published>2004-06-27T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T19:27:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda bored wit all those homeworks!I yam listening to: Brandy feat. Kanye West~&gt; Talk about our loveDEAN from the Gilmore Girls got married?? and not to Rory??!! omg! haha! okay okay so yuh it has been ages since i watch the Gilmore girls. heh.  OOh well, it was fun to watch it again! and i bet next week, i'll watch it again.rites so i'm done with English and almost Chem! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108833563148906879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108833563148906879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108833563148906879' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108830601577873305</id><published>2004-06-27T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-27T19:18:41.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda lazzzzeeeeyyyyI yam listening to: Innuendo ~&gt; Berlaian jiwaschool is starting tomorrow and i dunno how it will turn up. well, fer once everything is going to be different. well, u guys will be hearing less of me but nehoo, just keep on taggin okay. i'll reply dem somehow.goodbye to dis world of cruelty, goodbye to dis world of insanity.i'll pack up my bags and go</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108830601577873305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108830601577873305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108830601577873305' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108791306130735666</id><published>2004-06-22T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T22:04:21.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda groggy? (dun even noe wat it means!)I yam listening to: Black Eyed Peas ~&gt; The Apl Songhello all! okay it has been like 6 days since i update dis thingy over here. as u can see i have a new layout! (I told ya i wud have a new layout soon!) heh. no i didn't make dis layout. why not? cause my trial period for PSP 8 is over and i can't seem to download it again. so yup!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108791306130735666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108791306130735666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108791306130735666' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108736421240690023</id><published>2004-06-16T13:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T13:36:52.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: well.. waiting fer my cuzzie to comeI yam listening to: Angie Martinez feat. Kelis ~&gt; Take You Homeafternoon to one and all! okay dis is the second time i'm updating. waiting for my cuzzin to call actually. i dunno if she has gone out or not. neway, i watched CNA just now and they were featuring elephants taking their baths wit their zookeepers. uh huh it was at mandai zoo. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108736421240690023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108736421240690023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108736421240690023' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108735556162617791</id><published>2004-06-16T10:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T13:08:22.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: bored to death!I yam listening to: JoJo ~&gt; Leave (Get Out)[edit]Mirta!! so lucky u ah. haha. so okay didn't watch the punisher instead watch Star Movies. so awaiting for my cousin to swing by....[/edit]morning to one and all. how are you all doing this morning?and HAPPY BIRTHDAY AZIEMAH! *sorry i can't be there darl*so today i'm going to study with my cousin, Nana at my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108735556162617791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108735556162617791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108735556162617791' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108728475368623241</id><published>2004-06-15T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T15:32:33.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling:heartacheI yam listening to: Avril Lavigne ~&gt; Don't Tell Mei miss him so bad!! uurrggghhh. okay dis is how lonesome tastes! :( so today i'm suppose to be revising Physics as well as Social Studies. but guess wat? i'm not doing any of the revision. so so malas! uurrgghh. i kinda feel sick. like a lack of motivation like dat. so slack! i should just shut up now and get my </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108728475368623241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108728475368623241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108728475368623241' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108719240851897748</id><published>2004-06-14T13:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-14T13:53:28.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: i have a headache I yam listening to: 50 cent feat. Destiny's child ~&gt; Thug Lovewhee woo! waddup ppl who are reading dis! haha.so yesterday i was vvv tired! why? well, i went to work in da murning. ha! it was so boring! den 2 pm checked out and went home to get changed. 4:45 pm went out and i was on my way to Somerset to meet my darling baby. watched Street Fest. and wandie </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108719240851897748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108719240851897748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108719240851897748' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108697215548392577</id><published>2004-06-12T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-12T01:03:26.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: overwhelmingI yam listening to: Maroon 5 ~&gt; She will Be loved[edit] is he avoiding me? [/edit]so okay tomorrow is my Installation fer my cca. Syazzy sorry hunny been busy! and i didn't have time to contact u. sorry if u can't get thru me cause my card damn low actually there ain't ne more credits. its okay if u guys can't make it. cause we dun expect a lot of guests actually</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108697215548392577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108697215548392577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108697215548392577' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108657947162228448</id><published>2004-06-07T11:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T11:40:23.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda tiredI yam listening to: Ruffedge ~&gt; Tipah Tertipumurning to everybody! today is da 9th month we've been together. well, on saturday daddy dearest bought me a dozen roses of various colours. and i dunno why. he said dis is fer ur effort on ur exam. haha.den yesterday murning, he knew i was going out wit wandie. and i told him why and he said, "9 months? ppl celebrate 1</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108657947162228448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108657947162228448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108657947162228448' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108653749995545544</id><published>2004-06-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-07T00:00:06.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HAPPY 9th MONTH ANNIVERSARY BABY!! :)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108653749995545544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108653749995545544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108653749995545544' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108644866413672618</id><published>2004-06-05T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-05T23:17:44.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: so sleepy so so sleepyI yam listening to: Fantasia Barrino ~&gt; Always On My Mindokay i've just finish doing my holiday timetable. yes. why? because i need to and cause i need a study plan. today was parent-teacher conferencing. and my father and i attended da talk! it was well, watever the speaker said was true. but daddy dearest said it was nuthing new. i mean when did he ever</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108644866413672618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108644866413672618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108644866413672618' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108636346005752775</id><published>2004-06-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T23:37:40.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: suckyI yam listening to: All American Rejects ~&gt; The Last Songhallu to all. well as u can see i'm feeling sucky. why? well it sucks to noe dat ur frens dun care bout u anymore. it sucks to noe dat they are not ur "best frens" anymore. it sucks to not be asked out by ur "best frens". and currently, i dun have any frens i can depend on. and also it sucks to hear me complaining </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108636346005752775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108636346005752775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108636346005752775' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108627997678165456</id><published>2004-06-04T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-04T00:26:16.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: sleepy! its 12 am wat did u expect?I yam listening to: watching diff vids on launch.yahoo.com!murning to all! okay while i was watching da diff vids on launch, i suddenly saw hanson! OMG. they look better den their "MmmBop" days. Isaac Hanson is 22, Taylor Hanson is 20 and Zac Hanson is 17. Isaac and Zac have chopped their long wavy hair. However, Taylor looks hot wit dat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108627997678165456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108627997678165456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108627997678165456' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108614105636288699</id><published>2004-06-02T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T09:54:13.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: bored!I yam listening to: Nas feat. Pharrell ~&gt; Flyest Angelmurning to everyone! how have ya all been ayy? hehe. okay i'm kinda bored as well as tired! and i dun have a clue why i'm dat tired. prolly cause  i've been shuttling frem skool to YMCA fer 2 days straight. reason? well monday, had MT O'Levels. it was an OKAY paper. i dunno if i can ace it thou. oh well. actually i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108614105636288699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108614105636288699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108614105636288699' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108588149428252486</id><published>2004-05-30T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T09:45:48.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>*dis is fer dat special someone*Baby, i love uu are da only person dat makes me completeu complete my heart, my soulu gave me hopei noe u believe in menuthing can part us apartur my darlingand will always be till the end of timeda sky is clearand da sun is upcause u are hereand lift me uplift me up from the sadness and sorrowand making sure i'll have a better tomorrowu've never</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108588149428252486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108588149428252486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108588149428252486' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108588118584613571</id><published>2004-05-30T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-30T09:40:36.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling:relaxedI yam listening to: Nina Sky ~&gt; Move ur Body *dats my blog song*murning to da world. i had dis weird dream. i was about to exit Gombak MRT station when suddenly i recieved a msg from some stranger saying dat he/she noes i have a boyfriend and he/she was threathening me dat he/she will tell my dad and dat he will be very very angry. den after a while i saw wandie at the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108588118584613571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108588118584613571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108588118584613571' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108575575399518968</id><published>2004-05-28T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T22:49:13.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda tiredI yam listening to: Fantasia Barrino ~&gt; I believe*dis song is keeping my spirit and will togehter to see me thru dis hard times and i'm glad she won da American Idol. she is a true born SUPERSTAR!! and i actually cried while listening her sing dis song when she was announced as da American Idol.*I BelieveHave you ever reached a rainbows end?and Did you find </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108575575399518968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108575575399518968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108575575399518968' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108559080330378174</id><published>2004-05-27T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T01:00:03.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling:kinda uselessI yam listening to:Thugbodian ~&gt; Last Word Remix well u must be wondering why i'm feeling useless. dat is cause i am useless. i dunno. i only passed 4 subs and i give my parents problem. compare me wit my bro, he is much better off. i'm.. well it always has to do sumthing wit my past. prolly some of u wud noe and dun. i dun wish to talk it out here cause its too '</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108559080330378174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108559080330378174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108559080330378174' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108549100175351055</id><published>2004-05-25T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T21:35:44.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: dead tired!I yam listening to: Corey feat. Lil Romeo ~&gt; Hush Little Lady *courtesy of diYana*WATCHED SHREK 2 already!!! hehehe its freaking hilarious!! i give 5 popcorns out of 5 popcorns.!! damn damn hilarious okay.. now my next movie hunting is A Day After Tomorrow and Harry Potter!! acks!! =)okay so i cannot view my blog prolly da server is down. and i'm dead tired and i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108549100175351055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108549100175351055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549100175351055' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108524416870359816</id><published>2004-05-23T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T01:00:30.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay dis is to feast ur eyes wit something! and hover to the pix to see da captions okay! =) enjoy!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108524416870359816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108524416870359816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108524416870359816' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108519561304408361</id><published>2004-05-22T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-22T11:13:33.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: hungry actuallyI yam listening to: Twista ~&gt; Overnight Celebritymurning to all. on thurs i cried my hearts out due to some parental issues. i dunno but my cries were terrible!! i was so scared cause i've never cried like dat before and i had chest pains. i guess my parents were also scared. so okay i received my other reults. i got 22/65 fer chem. uh huh. i did better den </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108519561304408361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108519561304408361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108519561304408361' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108506812505017702</id><published>2004-05-20T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-20T23:48:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: upset actuallyI yam listening to: J Lo ~&gt; Baby I love youokay so  Fantasia is in da Final TWO!! heh.. its a toughy between her and Diana but i still support Fantasia.so okay today got back most of our exam scripts. first up it was F&amp;N, i tot i would atleast get a decent 50 % or somewhere near, but i was wrong.. i got a stupid 38.9%!! :( an F9 rite? yuh.. well, so much of Mdm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108506812505017702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108506812505017702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108506812505017702' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108489346166995786</id><published>2004-05-18T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T23:17:41.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: oh well i have no ideaI yam listening to: Rick Price ~&gt; Heaven Knowswell, the parents are kind. cause atleast they let me go out tomorrow. so well, actually i dunno where we're gonna go actually. these past few nights have been rough for both of us. i dunno. i'm lost. i dunno wat went wrong. its my fault. i noe its my fault. there are always buts in our situation. i dunno. i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108489346166995786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108489346166995786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108489346166995786' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108485477235465854</id><published>2004-05-18T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T12:32:52.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling:I yam listening to:Fazlinda wasan Arrogant Cookin a past life.Discover your past lives @ Quiz Mehahhaha!!! i was an arrogant cook?? no wonder i can't cook now, dats cause i'm not arrogant!! haha. okay okay. shucks i can't stop laughing and i'm in da need to go to da toilet.. heh..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108485477235465854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108485477235465854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108485477235465854' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108485455250862060</id><published>2004-05-18T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T12:29:28.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: kinda hungry actuallyI yam listening to: Hoobastank ~&gt; The ReasonJANUARY:                 Stubborn and hard-hearted.Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and betaught. Always looking at people's flaws andweaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking andproductive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitiveand has deep thoughts.Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unlessexcited or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108485455250862060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108485455250862060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108485455250862060' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108481052754095796</id><published>2004-05-18T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T00:15:27.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: have no clue wat i am feelingI yam listening to: Sheryl Crow ~&gt; First Cut Is the DeepestI would have given you all of my heartBut there's someone who's torn it apartAnd he's taken just all that I hadBut if you want I'll try to love againBaby, I'll try to love again but I knowThe first cut is the deepestBaby I know the first cut is the deepestBut when it comes to being </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108481052754095796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108481052754095796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108481052754095796' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108477349821612514</id><published>2004-05-17T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T13:58:18.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: refreshed!! =) =)I yam listening to: Too Phat feat. Ruffedge&amp;VE ~&gt; Tell ShortyALRITE!!!*yipeee* a new skin ppl!! thanks to lady mephis design!! the designs there are damn cool okay!! =) hehe.. i'm so happy!!so okay ppl da linkies have been updated :) like finally rite? well if u ppl want me to link please tag at me board and dun ferget to leave ur urls alrite ;) and also to </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108477349821612514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108477349821612514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108477349821612514' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108476908051294934</id><published>2004-05-17T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-17T12:44:40.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: happy! =)I yam listening to: Nas feat. Pharrell ~&gt; Flyest Angelokay ppl!! i'm gonna have a new skin soon!! and its gonna be AWESOME!and i'll update me links so watch out!! =)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108476908051294934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108476908051294934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108476908051294934' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108468137679652603</id><published>2004-05-16T12:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T12:24:18.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: better den yesterday or perhaps in da murningI yam listening to: Rufio ~&gt; One Last Danceafternoon ppl. i'm all set and ready to meet dat prince of mine. glad dat he's picking me up. i've not been posting ne pix have i? haha well, i'll post some as soon as i get home today? i'm going shopping! *yeh!!* i seriously need to buy new stuff!! uurgghh..!! going to bugis and buy shirts</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108468137679652603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108468137679652603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108468137679652603' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108464063131087732</id><published>2004-05-16T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T01:03:51.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: emotional termoilI yam listening to: Beyonce ~&gt; Be with Youhello. at this point of time, i'm feeling like a bag of shit. cause i've been keeping alot of shits from ppl. my PMS is becoming much more vicious by the day. i've been having mood swings and all. and i've been crying each night and tonight/today is far more the worst ever. it was so sudden wen da tears kept on </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108464063131087732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108464063131087732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108464063131087732' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108445095960547905</id><published>2004-05-13T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-16T00:50:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: well cramps everywhere..*its a gurl thing ya noe*I yam listening to: Az Yet ~&gt; Hard to Say I'm Sorrywell yes its hard to say i'm sorry sometimes.surprise!! *throws confetti up in the air* yes i'm back haha. yup its been like a week since i blogged and do u wanna noe why? seriously u wanna noe? make a guess.. *hmm* uh huh ur getting there. *uh huh* haha MYEs.. those stupid </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108445095960547905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108445095960547905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108445095960547905' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108368450923610971</id><published>2004-05-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T23:31:10.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: *no comment*I yam listening to: Switchfoot ~&gt; Meant to Livelife. wat is life to u? well, fer me, its a journey dat is full of obstacles i have to overcome in order to reach my destination. rite.. so yuh. decided to put some thought about my life. currently, my life is like a rollercoaster. u now dat song by ronan keating? yuh.. i read my cuzzin's blog and found out dat </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108368450923610971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108368450923610971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108368450923610971' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5753817.post-108356275705846971</id><published>2004-05-03T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-03T13:42:25.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I yam fwelling: sweaty heh...I yam listening to: Innuendo ~&gt; Belaian Jiwa okay i'm hooked to dat song! can make me cry! yuppies.. its 1:30 pm and its monday. haha. i'm home early ayy. well, today i had my English Paper 1 &amp; 2 only and i seriously thought dat the whole sec 4 express were only going to sit fer english paper. well, unfortunately the other sec 4 express classes were also having </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108356275705846971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5753817/posts/default/108356275705846971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baby-aquza.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108356275705846971' title=''/><author><name>aquza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00802285018350021514</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
