<?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-2760761745799512405</id><updated>2012-02-16T23:06:00.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, Society</title><subtitle type='html'>this is me and i'm the bitch around here</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-352374921430722782</id><published>2009-07-05T11:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T11:49:47.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fun 2009</title><content type='html'>It was a very hectic week for me. On Thursday, we went to Teknik Sejingkat for the Program Rakan Muda. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Farah, Tasha, Anna, Hye, Meera, Fa tagged along&lt;/span&gt;. We went there as a group. We had fun and we enjoyed ourselves :D Reached Teknik, there wasn't much to do. Sitting around, listened to talks, and some of my friends ride the motorcycle! Gaha. Funneh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took lots of pictures, and here are some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;moments we captured...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAcctCmhBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/w1fOa1x3dEo/s1600-h/jshdfhdihfev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAcctCmhBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/w1fOa1x3dEo/s320/jshdfhdihfev.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354811236395942930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hye, Tasha, Anna, Hana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAdEwTGvXI/AAAAAAAAALM/LFk59pkC4Lg/s1600-h/6409_1160851504704_1330310742_30734226_2979068_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAdEwTGvXI/AAAAAAAAALM/LFk59pkC4Lg/s320/6409_1160851504704_1330310742_30734226_2979068_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354811924465237362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They're bullying me cos i'm SHORT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAd78mTsEI/AAAAAAAAALU/5ULyz1b1U08/s1600-h/6409_1160851624707_1330310742_30734229_3659222_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAd78mTsEI/AAAAAAAAALU/5ULyz1b1U08/s320/6409_1160851624707_1330310742_30734229_3659222_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354812872659808322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like this picture cos there was a really cute guy HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAeqvHbcCI/AAAAAAAAALc/5Yma8jYcK5I/s1600-h/6409_1160851664708_1330310742_30734230_3494653_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAeqvHbcCI/AAAAAAAAALc/5Yma8jYcK5I/s320/6409_1160851664708_1330310742_30734230_3494653_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354813676494483490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meera, Fa, Hye, Hana, Tasha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Seriously, we didn't act like a 17 year old. Haha. More like 7! But that's who we are. We don't act for who we are not. natural baby! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Our body language says it all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAhaltsBHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_5AfxankSXs/s1600-h/6409_1160851784711_1330310742_30734233_6200761_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAhaltsBHI/AAAAAAAAAL0/_5AfxankSXs/s320/6409_1160851784711_1330310742_30734233_6200761_s.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354816697627575410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ALL IN ONE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the bus, me and hye and anna were behaving like a monkey! we dance all the way. Turn on the music and we started our groove! Oh yeah. I really had my fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more pictures! 89 of them :) Tehee. U can view it from Farah's facebook. U can see how fun we had together! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friends are my precious! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ILOVETHEMALL!&lt;/span&gt; Since this is gonne be our last year together in school, we might as well spend the whole time together and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;won't wanna miss a moment!&lt;/span&gt; I'm so gonna miss us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-352374921430722782?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/352374921430722782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/352374921430722782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/352374921430722782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/07/fun-2009.html' title='Fun 2009'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SlAcctCmhBI/AAAAAAAAAK8/w1fOa1x3dEo/s72-c/jshdfhdihfev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-1285520789905071784</id><published>2009-06-24T18:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T18:54:56.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pain</title><content type='html'>We had PE on Monday. Cikgu Razman was being mean--&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY VERY &lt;/span&gt;mean. Definitely some warm ups before doing any activities, he actually made us do the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"duck-walking"&lt;/span&gt; activity. And it was corny. To see everyone walk like a duck, I laughed my heart out! He, who caught me laughing like a crazy person made me do it twice. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt; i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when everyone was ready and active-HYPERactive, we played volleyball. Totally fun and Nina was doing what she do best, cracking jokes. We were playing and laughing at the same time. Everyone was sweating like a pig. Trust me, you wouldn't wanna be near any of us :D :D Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday came when i woke up with a sudden pain. My legs were numb and i could barely walk. I was walking like an old nanny who could really use a stick! I went down the stairs, slowly. I bet i was slower than the tortoise. Oh, spare me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school, friends were laughing at me for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;walking like and idiot&lt;/span&gt;. Doi~ it wasnt my fault! I blame Cikgu Razman for that! Ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm blogging this now, and blimey, my legs and joints are in total &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;PAIN! PAIN!&lt;/span&gt; I really need a massage...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo, hana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-1285520789905071784?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1285520789905071784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/1285520789905071784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/1285520789905071784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/pain.html' title='Pain'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-3669840969021121578</id><published>2009-06-19T21:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T21:06:59.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M SO DONE</title><content type='html'>hey whore, i'm done with your fucked up attitude. i know you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; want to annoy and irritate us, well congratulations! It's working! Yea u! Hooray. Go celebrate whores! Go go go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrate it by getting drunk! i soo know u. 3 words, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GET. A . LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good day :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-3669840969021121578?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3669840969021121578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-done.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/3669840969021121578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/3669840969021121578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-done.html' title='I&apos;M SO DONE'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-3509271237651487178</id><published>2009-06-18T16:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T16:45:52.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i enjoy hating u and i got nothing to lose!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay. what's their deal anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" id="profile_status"&gt;"oppsss,hahahah..kan dah kenak serang...tok lm abis gk drama tok..hahah,nunggu ketua geng nya gk..hahahah. btw,bak kata aiman tek,bapa kali dah nait vios ngan estima,xnya nak bisingg,hahahah..jaik ati ku..hahahah.. :)) kancell reeey jwk nyaman man hoooo&lt;small&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;drama? euw. and what? ketua geng? ahaha.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt; friends don't have "ketua geng".&lt;/span&gt; and we are on the same level. and since when mek org bangga nait vios kah? pfft hell no. biasa jak :D we're friends, and we're happy and we think about our &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;FUTURE!&lt;/span&gt; not only guys, i mean, NO GUYS. whatsoever, think about this matter urself. find a way u can get out! so u can have a life! cos none of us even care. TTFN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span id="profile_status"&gt;&lt;small&gt;&lt;span id="status_time"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-3509271237651487178?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3509271237651487178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-enjoy-hating-u-and-i-got-nothing-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/3509271237651487178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/3509271237651487178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-enjoy-hating-u-and-i-got-nothing-to.html' title='i enjoy hating u and i got nothing to lose!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-7263882509417080292</id><published>2009-06-16T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T18:29:12.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girlfriends ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SjdqX60gdcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/aNIquNhJPpI/s1600-h/Image%282631%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SjdqX60gdcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/aNIquNhJPpI/s320/Image%282631%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347860041684776386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Noor Salhazrina&lt;br /&gt;Nur Haifizah&lt;br /&gt;Dayang Nur Amira&lt;br /&gt;Hazwani&lt;br /&gt;Siti Munirah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They made my day! :) I was enjoying myself during our day out. We took loads of photos. And we haven't seen each other for ages. Especially Erin! Oh darling, miss u like hell! :) We'll keep on doing what we're doing. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;I LOVE MY GIRLFRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-7263882509417080292?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7263882509417080292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/girlfriends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/7263882509417080292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/7263882509417080292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/girlfriends.html' title='Girlfriends ♥'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SjdqX60gdcI/AAAAAAAAAKU/aNIquNhJPpI/s72-c/Image%282631%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-4972272311035808701</id><published>2009-06-16T17:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T17:43:32.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you, you and you</title><content type='html'>Save your craps to someone who's stupid. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Just like you&lt;/span&gt; :) It's not worth my time. You're an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eyesore&lt;/span&gt; my dear. Don't u know that? LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-4972272311035808701?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4972272311035808701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-you-and-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/4972272311035808701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/4972272311035808701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-you-and-you.html' title='you, you and you'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-7709177849980610295</id><published>2009-06-11T13:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:48:28.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love actually</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SjCZErDYIhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ANhC342LLiw/s1600-h/2598715418_96739e9ddf_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SjCZErDYIhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ANhC342LLiw/s320/2598715418_96739e9ddf_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345941063244194322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever felt when you love that certain someone and he/she doesnt know about it? And they say we're pretending? I know~ It hurts. A. Lot! Heck.&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with my darling, Nadia. She saved me. Saved me from that shocking dilemma. But the pain is still there. Still so fresh. being a teenager is hard. Everyone knows that. It's where love comes, fun, friends. Everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it! Its happened to me twice now. Like i said, maybe my luck isn't a luck after all. I remember, there's this girl told me, if he is yours, he will be yours. just stay put and be patience. I kept that mind till today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep on smiling like nothing's happened. But... I can't go on like nothing's wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here, xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-7709177849980610295?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7709177849980610295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-actually.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/7709177849980610295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/7709177849980610295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/love-actually.html' title='Love actually'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SjCZErDYIhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/ANhC342LLiw/s72-c/2598715418_96739e9ddf_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-8783711980767058106</id><published>2009-06-11T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T02:03:02.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Questions flew&lt;br /&gt;And words were hurled into the air&lt;br /&gt;And when the smoke had cleared&lt;br /&gt;I saw you lying there&lt;br /&gt;I used my words like bullets in a gun&lt;br /&gt;To pick your ego off like skeet flung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the gallery of fools&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many words come from my mouth&lt;br /&gt;I wish would remain unsaid&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've had to eat them all&lt;br /&gt;and now I must confess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a silly thing to say to you&lt;br /&gt;It was a silly thing to say to you I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-8783711980767058106?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8783711980767058106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/apology.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/8783711980767058106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/8783711980767058106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/apology.html' title='An Apology'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-3271146599412780919</id><published>2009-06-11T00:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T00:47:52.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't smile without you</title><content type='html'>No one else can heal my pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could feel my tears threatening me. I blink hard, trying to hold them off. But i couldn't. It started to flow through my cheeks. I was mad. And at the same time, I'm really sad. There's no one I could talk to. NO ONE. No one will understand this miserable situation. It was complicated. And this is what i call COMPLICATED. Life has not been treating me better. It's worsen my day. I thought i was happier then. Surprisingly, NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song.&lt;br /&gt;The words.&lt;br /&gt;The voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in my head. Stucked. There's no possible ways I could forget it. I listen to it like every single minute. I feel lonely without the sound of it. I fell in love with the song. Because of the heart-melting voice. And those words, it's just impossible. I'm sorry but I couldn't get rid of u. I need you. I love u. And as a friend, do me a favour:Don't ditch your other friends or treat them like u treated me. It hurts. i don't know why it has always happened to me. I couldn't say it's karma cos as far as i'm concern, i never treat people this way before. Maybe it's just not my luck. Maybe my luck isnt a luck after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll cheer myself up. One day, or maybe not. It takes time to heal my pain. Just like healing the wounds or waiting fo a scar to fade. It takes time. TIME. But i don't need time. I need my friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-3271146599412780919?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/3271146599412780919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-smile-without-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/3271146599412780919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/3271146599412780919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-cant-smile-without-you.html' title='I can&apos;t smile without you'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-4041344150459648678</id><published>2009-05-24T18:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T19:09:40.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritation much?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My chocolate seemed to have vanished from the referigerator. Wonder where'd it go? There were 2 bars left. Saved it for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so need my specs now. Ergh. Enough with the suffering in class. Enough with all the dictations. It's getting rather annoying no? I need to read my own so it'll get stuck in my bloody brain.&lt;br /&gt;Especially Sejarah! My gawd. Why do we have to memorise Sejarah? What's past is past. No repititions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been having bad headaches recently. Maybe due to the weather and the excessive studies. Haha. MAYBE. I've been reading. A blog... There's so much in that blog that contents all the natural life resources. Way to go Nad. Lol. I was laughing and laughing reading cos none of it made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nad told me once, if you read my blog which does not make any sense, spare me. I'm having a crisis there. Okay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3 nights i'm stucked with the unability to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I've been having bad dreams. Nightmares!&lt;br /&gt;It irritates you when u really need your beauty sleep, u just can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to get a day off from texting. But I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;Seventeen magazine stated, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you get chills at the thought of losing your mobile phone, you could be suffering from NOMOPHOBIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And what is NOMOPHOBIA exactly? Fear of being out of mobile phone contact.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'm suffering from that. My phone keeps beeping and somehow, u just got to attend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-4041344150459648678?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4041344150459648678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritation-much.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/4041344150459648678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/4041344150459648678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritation-much.html' title='Irritation much?'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-8222548157421112009</id><published>2009-05-24T17:10:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T17:55:26.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally</title><content type='html'>i know i've been bragging about exams here and there.&lt;br /&gt;well, wadduya know. EXAM IS OVER! not really over actually. the last paper is on monday.&lt;br /&gt;guess what paper it is... PSK. lame huh -.-&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why we have to sit for it. it's not like its coming out during spm or sth.&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, i still gotta study. for that paper. omg. i'll just read through without knowing what to study. grrr. it's psk for God's sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait till it's finally over!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-8222548157421112009?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/8222548157421112009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/8222548157421112009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/8222548157421112009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally.html' title='Finally'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-2512746960930783664</id><published>2009-05-21T16:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:47:09.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>till when?</title><content type='html'>omgosssshhh! i'm tired enough already! sheesh man! can't wait till SPM. then i can relax and free to do whatever and whenever! :(&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Literature. Huh -.- have to study for form 4 as well and form 5 till part one. Now it's not The Jungle of Hope. It's Holes. Literature In English. Not English Literature. My god. Help!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-2512746960930783664?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/2512746960930783664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/till-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/2512746960930783664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/2512746960930783664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/till-when.html' title='till when?'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-4823890514665574190</id><published>2009-05-17T20:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:57:01.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paradise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The days are getting closer and i just can't wait to set foot there :) Lucky for me i'm going right after exam's over! What a relieve. By then i won't have to listen to craps and acting i-don't-care in school. Lol&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/ShAHGNYO-kI/AAAAAAAAAII/6BN1-58SSqY/s1600-h/207235876_397d528cc1_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/ShAHGNYO-kI/AAAAAAAAAII/6BN1-58SSqY/s320/207235876_397d528cc1_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336773361685953090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my imagination of "paradise"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I imagined i would lean back and enjoy my relaxing holiday. Well, definitely i will be texting my girlfriends! Hye and Meera :D If i text Azreen, it would be a miracle if she reply my texts. Others, they just don't care. Hye and Meera are the ones who understand me best better than anyone excluding Farah. I cherish these people in life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will be meeting Sharmaine there of course cos i'm staying over at her house! Double duh! I just can't wait :D&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-4823890514665574190?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/4823890514665574190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/paradise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/4823890514665574190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/4823890514665574190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/paradise.html' title='paradise'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/ShAHGNYO-kI/AAAAAAAAAII/6BN1-58SSqY/s72-c/207235876_397d528cc1_m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-6103354115105094281</id><published>2009-05-15T23:19:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T23:51:42.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spare me</title><content type='html'>Phew. I finally have a spare hour to go blogging. I know I shouldn't be doing this since exam isn't over yet. But hey. Every student should have their spare time. There's 2 more days till exam so... Heck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/Sg2Jp28vs0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/bF8t6pvVbto/s1600-h/b661d0a99f64484e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/Sg2Jp28vs0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/bF8t6pvVbto/s320/b661d0a99f64484e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336072485721846594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exam started on Monday, 11th May. BM being the first followed by English and then it was Sejarah! I was leaning Sejarah and I've gone through the notes several times and i went blank during the exam. But i don't think I failed. Hope so. Today was agama and some chapters in Form 4 came out and what a relieved i could answer every question except for the tajweed part. Lol. Yeay me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a tiring day for me. And i was all stressed out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had exam in school and it was agama. Read all over again before the exam (just so i can remember the important points). It ended 12 sharp and went back to Aunty's house. Mum isn't in Kuching to pick me up so my beloved most dearful Aunty helped by doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I freshen up, ate whatever was there and i studied my english novel for the next upcoming exam. Not in school. In tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Jungle of "HOPE"-we only managed to study it till part 2. The other classes was done with their novels and poems from last year. We were still faraway behind. Slow huh? =.='&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My tuition exam was easy of course but i didn't manage to answer the literature component part. The question was :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"What is the title of the novel u study? Is it a good title?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terrified. I answered whatever i could. the girl sitting next to me wrote one whole page. =.= i wrote till--only quarter of the page. Fuhh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spare me people, will ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-6103354115105094281?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6103354115105094281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/spare-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/6103354115105094281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/6103354115105094281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/spare-me.html' title='spare me'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/Sg2Jp28vs0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/bF8t6pvVbto/s72-c/b661d0a99f64484e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-6289271005876629123</id><published>2009-05-09T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T22:40:25.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOES</title><content type='html'>Those people are really starting to piss me off! Seriously -.-&lt;br /&gt;Do they really think they're perfect? Hah. Idts. Dahlah gai! Nganok org gai! HELLO! Speak for yourself OKAY?! I think I can be a really good actress. I act well in your face and you fell for every lie I've said. STUPID! Shithead! Errrggghhh! I may not have the look or whatsoever but hey! I've got the brain to think logically! Do you? Let me answer that answer for you. NO, YOU DON'T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pathetic little pshyched machine! GET A LIFE BIATCH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-6289271005876629123?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/6289271005876629123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/6289271005876629123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/6289271005876629123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/05/hoes.html' title='HOES'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-5615740053783881883</id><published>2009-04-27T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T14:06:29.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Lundu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SfVKWPgvPWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rBMmUF9dO4Q/s1600-h/DSC01898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SfVKWPgvPWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rBMmUF9dO4Q/s320/DSC01898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329247480044272994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been months since i went to Lundu. I miss that place :) It's got this fun people to hang out with. Cool place. Comfy. :) me like it there. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the oceans blue green. the breeze is cool. the sun is steaming HOT in the afternoon--definitely! ahaha. that's why people created sunblock aint that right? gahaaaa. i recommend everyone to got there. "LUNDU"--doesnt mean its this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kampung &lt;/span&gt;place people dont wanna go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retreat @ Siar own by the SBEU is not far from Gunung Gading and right before Sematan. :) Go there and have fun! Trust me. :)) You'll love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-5615740053783881883?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5615740053783881883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip-to-lundu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/5615740053783881883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/5615740053783881883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/trip-to-lundu.html' title='Trip to Lundu'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SfVKWPgvPWI/AAAAAAAAAB0/rBMmUF9dO4Q/s72-c/DSC01898.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-5969916018489679419</id><published>2009-04-24T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:07:34.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day</title><content type='html'>it's friday. okayy. so i have my tuition class in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.35 pm :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me by surprise when i saw Cik Eno in front of the sch lot. obviously he was picking me up after sch. Mum told me she was busy with her meetings so yeah, i understand that. I asked my uncle whether he was sending me to my tuition class and he gave me the blurrrrr look. and from there i get it. it wasnt him who's gonna send me. it's mum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home and it was like 1pm. Massive jam occur everyday at -- where else -- Sugarbun, Satok road, bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took shower and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was 2pm when i called mum. she answered then she hung up. i was like, wtf! lol&lt;br /&gt;she called me back in the nick of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me : mak, tak cne?&lt;br /&gt;mum : mak maseh kat ___ tok. baruk abis meeting.&lt;br /&gt;me : ohh. klah.&lt;br /&gt;mum : kk&lt;br /&gt;me : mmaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hung up -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent even finish talking! but yeah. that's mum. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wanting to ask her who was sending me. i text her -- no reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was almost 2.30 and she's not back yet! i didnt mind if i didnt attend the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i suddenly remembered -- &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAVE AN EXAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; ghees.&lt;br /&gt;and now im not gonna get any grade for my mid term exam. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-5969916018489679419?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5969916018489679419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/5969916018489679419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/5969916018489679419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-day.html' title='what a day'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-7424463276851455243</id><published>2009-04-24T17:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T17:32:47.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONTHSSS!</title><content type='html'>okay. it's been months since i last updated my blog. grrr. *UPDATING*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-7424463276851455243?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/7424463276851455243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/monthsss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/7424463276851455243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/7424463276851455243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/04/monthsss.html' title='MONTHSSS!'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-5085219216064123747</id><published>2009-02-16T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:00:10.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hey darlingssss. So yeah. Everyone's going to Sabah this coming holiday except me. Mum's bz with work. What do i do? Lingering around like a fool? Fuhh. -.- Nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-5085219216064123747?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/5085219216064123747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-darlingssss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/5085219216064123747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/5085219216064123747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-darlingssss.html' title=''/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2760761745799512405.post-1556410020776861147</id><published>2009-01-02T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T13:24:12.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009 - New Blog.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hello hello people. So yeah. 2009 has arrived. Knocked on our door.  New dreams, new desire.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been updating my last blog. I forgot what my password was. LOL so hello 2009, and this i present u, my new blog. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lame -.- New year was fun. Celebrated it with family. Played Risk-and i lost. Grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; thing about new year-chicken pox! ERGGHHHHH!!! Chicken pox for my new year?! Okay. That's not the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;best &lt;/span&gt;part&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; School's about to start and here i am stuck at home. With these itchy2 stuff. HELP!! I need HELP!! It really hurts and it's killing me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm GRADUATING this year-hard to believe, I know. SPM SPM SPM! Wish me luckk!! :DD&lt;br /&gt;So....busy for like, EVERYDAY! ERGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was not like what i expected. Worst each day. Lost in the game Risk, chiken pox for my new year, busy with tuition class like everyday, and yeah, SPM this year. I wonder what's waiting for me next. Fuh -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here from me soon, xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2760761745799512405-1556410020776861147?l=bringmethebitch.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/feeds/1556410020776861147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-new-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/1556410020776861147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2760761745799512405/posts/default/1556410020776861147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bringmethebitch.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009-new-blog.html' title='2009 - New Blog.'/><author><name>hana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13738270734537526302</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NsY8cx-9nPo/SglMykbni3I/AAAAAAAAAE4/LLuoKDgUkxY/S220/DSC03059-001.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
