<?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-5616022350485155151</id><updated>2012-01-21T18:15:32.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>❤FASSY; me❤</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-8114378181954265367</id><published>2011-01-01T22:02:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T22:23:19.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/1/11 ❤</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Farewell to 2010 &amp;amp; hello 2011 . Today is 1/1/11 , which is the first day of January &amp;amp; welcome to the start of everything new . New memories , new mistakes , new people , new heartaches , new tears , new laughs &amp;amp; new year . So , whatever had happened in 2010 , stays in 2010 . It is the past &amp;amp; now , it is the present . 2011 , bring it on ! 2010 was an amazing time although i had went through many ups &amp;amp; downs . However , this is life . Imperfectly perfect . I would want to give a big thank you to those who loved me , cared &amp;amp; worried for me . You were the sunshine to make me smile &amp;amp; i realized how concerned you people were . As for those who had left me , you showed me that everything cannot last forever . Anyways , im moving on &amp;amp; living my life . Yesterday , the end of 2010 , i had a great time . I went to woodlands &amp;amp; planned to meet up with Amira Ashby . But , she got out a little late &amp;amp; asked me to go ahead . Met up with Fiq Zahari instead at woodlands before heading to yishun as he waited for his friend . Then , he sent me to yishun while he headed else where . Met up with Palat &amp;amp; the rest of Sinmiedo . Made friends with Dolly Nia . Soon , Amira &amp;amp; her friend , Nichole came . Took the train &amp;amp; went to City Hall . It was so crowded &amp;amp; Ree Osbourne tagged along too . Ate at Long John Silver &amp;amp; went to Esplanade . Met up with Aini Kaysiow , Nadirah , Celak Boncet , Mira Kateq , Mankidd &amp;amp; Fiie Astronic . Went off with Dolly Nia , Palat , Mimie , Nadirah &amp;amp; Celak Boncet . Wanted to go home &amp;amp; suddenly got call from mama . Did not go home but instead went to eat at Swensens . Ate fried fish with apricot mayo &amp;amp; banana crumble . Got home about 11pm &amp;amp; watched countdown on&amp;nbsp;television&amp;nbsp;. There were fireworks near my place . Somehow , it was further than my place . It was such a beautiful sight from my window . 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font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;it's been rather quite long ever since i update my blog . well , latest updates is my grandma just passed away on sunday . i cannot believe she left already on that fateful day . my maid wanted to wake her up &amp;amp; shower her but she realized my grandma didnt move or neither breathing . therefore , she panicked &amp;amp; cried &amp;amp; woke all of us up . i tried not to cry . my mama went to call our family doctor to check on my grandma . the saddest day as she was pronounced dead . soon , the doctor left &amp;amp; my family called our relatives to tell the bad news . i went to take a shower &amp;amp; spent time crying in the toilet non-stop . relatives came &amp;amp; police officers came to ensure it wasnt a murder &amp;amp; in order for us to get a death&amp;nbsp;certificate&amp;nbsp;for my grandma . it was such a busy day too . some had to go down to the police station , some had to photocopy the death certificate and some had to buy flowers . i was at home beside my grandma &amp;amp; praying in the room . i tried to stop crying but when other relatives came , they cried &amp;amp; i soon began to cry . i didnt want my grandma to leave yet . i wanted her to try all those delicious foods before she passed away &amp;amp; i want her to see the outside world . also , i want her to know that im very sorry for being naughty when i was younger . i still remembered that she made for me a drink but i was angry at her so i threw the drink infront of her face &amp;amp; she still made for me another cup of drink . i feel so rude &amp;amp; i feel as if im a burden . im sorry if i made you suffer &amp;amp; giving you pain . on the other hand , i wanted to bathe for my grandma but my grandaunt do not allow me as she is afraid i might cry when showering her . i want it to be the first &amp;amp; last time to shower her but i didnt get to&amp;nbsp;fulfill my wish &amp;amp; was quite&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;with myself .&amp;nbsp;soon , all the close family members had to put flowers around her &amp;amp; kiss her . i wanted to cry again but this time i did manage . i just kissed her forehead . she was soon tied up &amp;amp; we went to the&amp;nbsp;cemetery&amp;nbsp;to bury her . said some prayers &amp;amp; put flowers at her grave . i hope God will give her blessings &amp;amp; i want her to be happy in the afterlife .&amp;nbsp;&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/5616022350485155151-7231038774386131588?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/7231038774386131588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=7231038774386131588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/7231038774386131588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/7231038774386131588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-love-my-grandma-so-much.html' title='i love my grandma so much'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-4614942392185081318</id><published>2010-10-24T15:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T15:31:36.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with the sinmiedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;yesterday , went to woodlands to celebrate ira's birthday . went to met up with amira first . so nice of her to treat me an ice cream . she is so sweet &amp;amp; then , frodo came to woodlands too . since palat &amp;amp; his sinmiedo came quite late , we slacked at causeway point . planned to go town with amelynna &amp;amp; amyliaa but palat &amp;amp; his sinmiedo came quite late so i told amelynna &amp;amp; amyliaa to go ahead but at least , i get to meet them real life . went to toilet &amp;amp; saw luci jepon kia .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;amira: FAS , NI LUCI .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;luci: EYH AKU WEBCAM NGN BDK NI .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;fas: *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;luci: AKU TAK TAWUK DHER LAGY TINGGI DARY AKU .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;then , we talked &amp;amp; went out from toilet . at last , palat &amp;amp; his sinmiedo reached &amp;amp; we took the cakes &amp;amp; bought stuffs at cold storage . took bus &amp;amp; slacked under one block at woodlands . amira was quite pissed cos of something . end up , she was alright . i was pissed too but i never look pissed like what frodo said . palat &amp;amp; ira so sweet cut the cake together . haha ! went off around 6pm &amp;amp; took pictures with ahkai , amira &amp;amp; frodo . went to causeway point to eat cos i was so hungry ! i ate quite long . it is so difficult for me to finish fish &amp;amp; chips very fast . frodo just swallow the food . he never chew properly . went home around 9pm &amp;amp; frodo sent me back home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-4614942392185081318?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/4614942392185081318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=4614942392185081318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4614942392185081318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4614942392185081318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/10/yesterday-went-to-woodlands-to.html' title='with the sinmiedo'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TMPbgJYb-fI/AAAAAAAAAJs/KmfzhCYxO-c/s72-c/sinmeido+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-882517301734057400</id><published>2010-10-22T23:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:54:37.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss them</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;im beginning to miss my best friend so much . how i wish she came to school . she did not come to school for one week but she did call me yesterday . high chance she is changing school . oh my god . i cannot believe that this is happening . to dearest fatin , please dont change school ! remember that time i wanted to change school so badly due to the incident ? i promised i didnt change school so , you musnt ! i know you dont want it to happen but sigh ! well , i still love you &amp;amp; im missing you . talking about yesterday , i was so stress . we had talk about the streaming for next year . im taking art , english , malay , emaths , combines chemistry &amp;amp; biology , combined social studies &amp;amp; geography &amp;amp; literature as my first choice . i hope i could get in . after school , met up with frodo &amp;amp; slacked with him &amp;amp; shafiqah . miss him too . at last , get to meet &amp;amp; he sent me home . was thinking of going home first &amp;amp; go hougang mall with him but due to the haze , my mama dont allow me go out . seriously , he looked very different without his geek specs &amp;amp; he doesnt smoke anymore . so happy for him ! as for today , i was drawing my eyebrow &amp;amp; suddenly , the fire alarm turned on . everyone had to assemble at the church . what the hell ... then , i was quite scared as we had interclass floorball match . many people never come . so sad ! before that , everyone panicked . me &amp;amp; shaf was like OMG ! but had a fun game . during the game mr khalis&amp;nbsp;disturbed&amp;nbsp;me .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;mr khalis: EYH KAO LEH GERAK TAK ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;me: TAKOT &amp;amp; TAK TAWUK MAIN . WADEVA LUH .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;mr khalis: WADEVA , WADEVA ... EYH KENING STOP IT ! *laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;me: HAHA , MERAH HOT . *then, continue with the game*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;after the game ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;mr khalis: TAK GUNE UH DYNI .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;me: *show the fucked up face* CHIBAI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;shaf: KURANG AJAR SIA !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;mr khalis: KORANG TAK TAWUK BALEK KEPE ? *referring&amp;nbsp;to me &amp;amp; shafiqa for not going home*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;me: NANTY UH !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;afterwards , went to rivervale mall to eat with dewi &amp;amp; natalie . saw haziqah working at macdonalds . her face shy already . saw afifa in her working uniform for the first time too . went home with amirah &amp;amp; she showed me pictures of yuva taking pictures with mr khalis . sat beside shira as i saw her . she went to slack at sengkang with ajay &amp;amp; the rest . i miss her alot &amp;amp; talked about our interesting life &amp;amp; stuff . yet , today was very tiring even though i did not play well in today's match . well , here are the very not glamorous pictures . mr khalis with his STOP IT FACE &amp;amp; at least my eyebrow nicer !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TMGo0JvxWSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3-FWWdbHx7I/s1600/71673_1556489205392_1630097892_1306270_1295824_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TMGo0JvxWSI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/3-FWWdbHx7I/s320/71673_1556489205392_1630097892_1306270_1295824_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;no school as it was o-levels marking paper . went out around 5pm to waited for my cousin , kyn at cit hall mrt station . when i was waiting for her at city hall , a lady called sandra stopped me . asked me to become a model . at last , kyn reached &amp;amp; she was in trouble cos her slipper tore . first , went to charles &amp;amp; keith . next , robinsons . at last , ripples . bought a summer slipper &amp;amp; met my aunty . afterwards , got this royca potato &amp;nbsp;chips with caramel &amp;amp; ate at burger king . the aunty that took our order was like a bitch . she totally didnt show us respect . well , like excuse me she purposely acts dumb by adding two cheese in kyn's burger . trying to cheat us &amp;amp; stuffs . after eating , walked to marina square &amp;amp; esplanade . watched some cambodian dance that also got to do with anuman . my aunty &amp;amp; kyn got kinda freaked out when watching it . watched halfway &amp;amp; went to marina bay sands &amp;amp; took some pictures . i cannot afford the things there as it was branded goods . at about 11pm , we took a cab to sent kyn back home .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TLmP0gcPAyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BuYAib5V2RI/s1600/pretty+face.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TLmP0gcPAyI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BuYAib5V2RI/s320/pretty+face.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TLmQNiLr_SI/AAAAAAAAAJI/tRPG7hzSUgU/s1600/SAM_1803.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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my blog went dead too cos i was dead . but , im alive again . well , i had been quite busy with my life . basically, the main reason was because i was lazy to update . at last , i have the "exam over" feeling . hoping to get to sec 3 NA next year . last paper was today which was home economics &amp;amp; i feel like every paper i sat for was difficult . i had headaches and so , i slept during some paper . why should i crack my brains &amp;amp; end up getting wrong answers without marks ? fyi , exams are not a problem . the results are ! latest updates , handphone currently with my mama . she confiscated it cos i got home late . what the fuck ! some guys just dont believe that my handphone got confiscated &amp;amp; they are pissing me off . its like these guys dont understand this sentence " MY HANDPHONE IS CONFISCATED . SORRY ! I CANNOT CONTACT YOU " or should i repeat myself until they understand or are they just morons ? mama even scold me cos there was a guy that called me at 2am &amp;amp; i heard my mama saying " HI . COULD YOU PLEASE DONT DISTURB MY DAUGHTER . SHE NEEDS TO GO TO SCHOOL TOMORROW . GUESS WHAT ? ITS ALREADY 2AM IN THE MORNING . STOP CALLING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT " hangs up &amp;amp; say "STUPID BOYS CALLING . NEVER GO SCHOOL etc ...vulgar , vulgar &amp;amp; more vulgar" gosh . i almost laughed . i wonder who that freak was . i was angry too cos she had to woke me up cos of that call &amp;amp; she scold me . but thank you to those that understand that sentence ! at least some people understand &amp;amp; im happy with that . so , please dont call or message my handphone . there is facebook if you have to tell me&amp;nbsp;important&amp;nbsp;stuffs . im always online . i know you guys have been sending me messages but the handphone isnt with me . how am i suppose to text you back ? i know you feel stupid to wait &amp;amp; that if i didnt reply back youre messages .&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/5616022350485155151-2387925721549071479?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/2387925721549071479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=2387925721549071479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/2387925721549071479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/2387925721549071479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/10/that-lady-is-back.html' title='that lady is back'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-5696019179758470592</id><published>2010-07-24T15:59:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T23:00:02.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>racial harmony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqel2WrAOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EHm4uoM2ZK8/s1600/38127_1227858596391_1826875593_468914_4859142_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqel2WrAOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EHm4uoM2ZK8/s320/38127_1227858596391_1826875593_468914_4859142_n.jpg" width="163" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqeoN_vhmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/au_ZNDELc_I/s1600/35358_1227921997976_1826875593_469012_2429770_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqeoN_vhmI/AAAAAAAAAHo/au_ZNDELc_I/s320/35358_1227921997976_1826875593_469012_2429770_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqesowIPmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rInhmhdpWQA/s1600/35358_1227921877973_1826875593_469009_7419407_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqesowIPmI/AAAAAAAAAH4/rInhmhdpWQA/s320/35358_1227921877973_1826875593_469009_7419407_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqevT0p1UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cN5CryOL2KM/s1600/35108_1227863356510_1826875593_468928_3795296_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqevT0p1UI/AAAAAAAAAIA/cN5CryOL2KM/s320/35108_1227863356510_1826875593_468928_3795296_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"&gt;"pictures were taken when we skipped class"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;it has been a long time eversince i updated this blog . it seems like it is going to die soon . well , the latest happening was on racial harmony day . that day was so fun ! showered &amp;amp; ate my pancakes for breakfast . then , went to put on some makeup because i feel ugly when im not wearing makeup with baju kebaya . i was at the bus stop and some malay guys were disturbing me . so annoying man but obviously i was ignoring them when they asked number . i called wendy to take the bus with me on that day .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;when taking the bus , i felt so&amp;nbsp;embarrassed&amp;nbsp;wearing my baju kebaya . oh my god ! so many people were looking at me . i hope i wasnt the only one that was wearing racial harmony costume . then , i saw wendy &amp;amp; sat &amp;nbsp;beside her . luckily , i wasnt the only one wearing racial harmony costume . anna &amp;amp; izza wore too but mine was way to obvious as it was pink . reached school &amp;amp; went in with my indian friends . sadly , fatin , lily &amp;amp; shafiqa did not come to school . i was looking forward to what fatin was wearing . end up , she did not come . first period was malay language . followed dewi to change into her chinese costume . went into class , ahtiqha was wearing indian costume . shafiqah told me to wear indian costume next year &amp;amp; i agreed to it .during english lesson , i used for poonham eye liner &amp;amp; for regina . many of us skipped class without the teacher knowing . we finished all the stuffs that our teacher gave . i went to escaping with regina . some girls from 2B1 also escaped class . we also cam whore in the toilet . stupid ! i forget to bring my camera . used lavanya's camera . then , i helped regina clean her eyeliner which wasnt a good brand . it was so difficult to clean . i have no idea which brand that poonham bought . when going back to the classroom , there was a teacher that walked passed us . we thought she want to scold us for skipping class . in the end , she said that i looked pretty . i panicked . afterwards , it was recess . i spent time with cheryl &amp;amp; natalie . we cam whored at the canteen . tania &amp;amp; sheena took pictures of me too &amp;amp; invited some of my friends that wore racial harmony costume . recess ended &amp;amp; it was science . sat with shafiqah . it was so uncomfortable for me to sit down properly . i didnt care &amp;amp; i crossed my legs . shafiqah saw my legs even though i was wearing songket . at last , i get to sit comfortably . ae time we went to computer lab &amp;amp; it was so fun . i wasnt doing my work . for one hour , i went facebook . chat with natalie &amp;amp; cheryl althought they were beside me . maths time was ridiculous . shafiqah was crying &amp;amp; i wanted to tell her to relaxs . suddenly , miss nadia told me to give her some space . i was like what the hell . i was just telling her to tell me what happened . shafiqah was telling me a few things &amp;amp; miss nadia asked me to go back to my place . shafiqah is my friend . when i wanted to go toilet , i asked miss nadia for permission . randomly , she told me to empty my pockets . i didnt even have pockets in my baju kebaya . its like she doesnt trust me . i got so pissed during maths . at last , maths was over &amp;amp; it was pe . luckily , mr ng never come &amp;amp; i didnt bring my pe attire . imagine if i bought my pe attire &amp;amp; he didnt come . well , there comes bitch from hell ! because i was too lazy to change &amp;amp; lazy to bring . so didnt bother about pe . we waited so long for mr ng as we thought he came at first . followed poonham to the hall &amp;amp; asked mr khalis where mr ng was . haha ! mr khalis was wearing baju kurung with his songket around him &amp;amp; teaching pe . i was like wow ! i was staring at his pimple at the side of his head . poonham was talking to him &amp;amp; he was facing me instead of poonham it was like his talking to me . well , i just then realized that i was staring at his pimple not at him . so i turned &amp;amp; looked at cheryl which was at the downstairs . so sweet of her to show me her heart sign &amp;lt;3 mr khalis said asked us to do anything we want &amp;amp; acted like we never see him . that means we dont need to do pe . how fun is that ! again , cam whored with natalie &amp;amp; cheryl . it was 2.10pm &amp;amp; school ends . however , i had cca &amp;amp; met dashima at the piano area . we went to rivervale mall . i swear my legs do hurt as i was wearing high heels for long hours . i went for cca late &amp;amp; i gave excuse that i went for maths remedial . i was chilling out with dashima . my legs were so painful to even climb the stairs to the second floor . i just didnt bother to go for maths . i almost slept at the canteen . around 3.30pm i went to the fourth floor for cca . i almost fainted . i climbed the stairs bare footed . went into the computer lab . when cca was about to end , i slept for awhile &amp;amp; my saliva dripped on the table . felt disgusted though . got home &amp;amp; laid on the sofa . i felt like a champion when i reached home ! what a miracle . got at my bus stop at 6.05pm &amp;amp; reached home at about 6.25pm . what the hell . i cannot believe my legs were so hurt . poor legs .&lt;span style="color: pink;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&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/5616022350485155151-5696019179758470592?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/5696019179758470592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=5696019179758470592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/5696019179758470592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/5696019179758470592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/07/racial-harmony.html' title='racial harmony'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TEqel2WrAOI/AAAAAAAAAHg/EHm4uoM2ZK8/s72-c/38127_1227858596391_1826875593_468914_4859142_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-1189333785728814096</id><published>2010-06-08T14:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:36:54.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to me !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;at last , i turned 14 years old already . birthday was on 7 june . yesterday , celebrated my birthday with my darling , hakim &amp;amp; my lovable friends , jeszmin , dashima &amp;amp; rosz . i was happy that i have this people in my lives . i miss jeszmin so much &amp;amp; she looks so different . so sweet of jeszmin &amp;amp; dashima . they gave me one big lollipop . then , we ate at long john silver . vivo never change . after that , we took alot of pictures . we were cam whoring . when we were having fun at the vivo top , got this two dudes tried to carry a girl which is so fat . damn funny ! they cannot carry . they acted seriously like kids . soon , went to fetch hakim &amp;amp; he gave me present . i was wondering what he gave me . we went to watch shrek forever after . puss &amp;amp; the babies are so cute ! i laughed quite loud in the cinema . haha ! damn funny but abit sad too . then , sent jeszmin &amp;amp; dashima to the mrt . me &amp;amp; hakim walked around vivo &amp;amp; left at about 6pm . we went to bugis . spent time at bugis &amp;amp; at 7pm , we went to eat at banquet . i didnt finished my food because i was so full . suddenly , hakim asked me what was my reaction when he asked me for stead . i swear i was quite speechless . also , he asked why i accepted him to become my&amp;nbsp;boyfriend&amp;nbsp;. i didnt answer that question but i say not to worry because it is all good reasons . i was too shy to tell him anything . i walked infront of him &amp;amp; kept smiling . haha ! after we went to bugis street , we sat somewhere at bugis there &amp;amp; one aunty came towards us &amp;amp; asking us for money . not just that , she was complaining about a girl &amp;amp; she kept asking me &amp;amp; hakim were couple or what . i just answered he is my cousin . if say couple confirm damn havoc . me &amp;amp; hakim laughed like non stop . pity that aunty . mama called me &amp;amp; i went to met her up at hougang mall . we ate at macdonalds &amp;amp; i saw khai . at the counter , i always wanted to say hi to him but mama was there . then , he mumbled to me something but i cannot hear &amp;amp; i laughed . around , 10pm i went home &amp;amp; checked emails . it was flooded but thanks guys &amp;amp; girls for wishing me ! (: anyways , i also did&amp;nbsp;celebrate&amp;nbsp;my birthday on 5 june with fairuz , farah &amp;amp; mummy . it was like an advance . they treated me at swensens &amp;amp; they got me mudpie &amp;amp; we put candles on it . first time , i had mudpie for my birthday . it was rather quite interesting . after eating , we went to miss whatever &amp;amp; bought for me wallet &amp;amp; a school bag . it was&amp;nbsp;fabulous&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; i cannot wait to use it . we also ate at jalan kayu . i was so happy &amp;amp; had alot of fun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="0" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bT*xJmx*PTEyNzU4OTI*ODE2NjgmcHQ9MTI3NTg5MjQ4NTk*MSZwPTE4MzkwMSZkPWNoZXJyeWJhbS5jb2*mZz*xJm89NzljY2Uw/NTM4ZmZjNDUxYWIxZTY4OGJhYWIxYTYyNzE=.gif" style="height: 0px; 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lily . immediately after remedial , we went to anchorvale swimming complex . we were so excited &amp;amp; cannot wait to swim , it has been such a long time&amp;nbsp;ever since&amp;nbsp;we swim there . on the way there , we were so crazy . what do i say ? girls just want to have fun . anyways , we were misbehaving &amp;amp; dancing . immediately , we change into swimming costume when we reached &amp;amp; played in the pool . so fun ! suddenly , someone said this to shafiqa " eyh my friend like you" what the hell ! from there so havoc . haha ! cannot&amp;nbsp;believe&amp;nbsp;its elfie which is trisha's cousin . if trisha knows about it , bet more chaos . elfie told shafiqa she pretty . cute ! then , elfie act shy . funny like fuck . soon , we change . i took such a long time to bathe because got problem on the phone . so , i told them to meet me at macdonalds . when they went out , i use so many vulgars on the phone . the whole toilet can hear . like as if i care . was fucking pissed . ate at macdonalds &amp;amp; went to compass point to slack . shafiqa went off with elfie while me , lily , dashima &amp;amp; fatin went to orchard . first time i went to orchard with slippers , school pe attire &amp;amp; school bag .&amp;nbsp;unglamorous&amp;nbsp;. &amp;nbsp;many people there wear so appropriate but whatever . dashima lend me her headphones . damn cool man . thanks dashima (: we went home around 5pm . when i just reached home &amp;amp; finished bathing , i received a few miss calls &amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;messages&amp;nbsp;from fatin . she got kicked out . panic &amp;amp; i called her as soon as possible . met her at hougang interchange around 8pm . her mother called my phone too &amp;amp; she talked quite angry to me about fatin . i was quite speechless &amp;amp; her mother asked me where we went &amp;amp; stuffs . around 9pm , fatin went home from my house &amp;amp; i prayed that everything would be fine when she got home . my mother suspected many things like she &amp;amp; mother fight but i said her brother irritated her . at night , received message from her saying something like this "this would be the last time you going to see me . see you in heaven or hell . bye !" i told her not to do anything stupid &amp;amp; to come to school the next day . luckily , she turned up . god ! i thought no need to go for remedial for biology . only attended for chemistry . holidays got school ? what the hell ! then , went for cca &amp;amp; asked fatin to go home . soon , hakim waited for me at the&amp;nbsp;bus stop&amp;nbsp;quite long . we went to compass point . at last , got to meet him . i miss him so much . got home around 5pm .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&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/5616022350485155151-4137341680041248418?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/4137341680041248418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=4137341680041248418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4137341680041248418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4137341680041248418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/06/that-day-went-swimming-with-shafiqa.html' title=''/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-5607086608969821222</id><published>2010-06-02T22:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:06:28.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>310510`CHALET with cca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;havent blog about my outting with cca at chalet aloha loyang on 31 may 2010 . anyways , it was great . woke up around 9am because wanted to meet hakim . then , we didnt get to meet . i miss him ! afterwards , went to take bus 89 with cynthia . reach downtown east &amp;amp; ate at burger king . quite expensive but nice . then . walked at the park to the chalet . so tiring &amp;amp; far . i almost fainted halfway . on the way there , me &amp;amp; cynthia chat until we reached there . soon , we put our things at the chalet &amp;amp; played games . so fun &amp;amp; wet ! played water bomb . also ,&amp;nbsp;barbecued&amp;nbsp;there &amp;amp; ate alot . after the&amp;nbsp;barbeque&amp;nbsp;, went to play pinata &amp;amp; treasure hunt . during treasure hunt , i was the ghost . after the enjoyment , went home with phriya , anjana , shafiqah , lakshimi &amp;amp; miss lela . we passed the red house &amp;amp; the moon was full &amp;amp; yellow with dark clouds . after phriya &amp;amp; anjana left the bus , i was alone with the bus driver . quite scary . then , mama wait at interchange &amp;amp; reached home around 12am .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TAZwwHsAQCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ci-tgyXYK3o/s1600/SAM_0508.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="206" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/TAZwwHsAQCI/AAAAAAAAAF4/ci-tgyXYK3o/s320/SAM_0508.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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visibility: hidden; width: 0px;" width="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherrybam.com/" target="_blank" title="Friendship Quotes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherrybam.com/" target="_blank" title="Friendship Quotes"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cherrybam.com/" target="_blank" title="Friendship Quotes"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="77" src="http://i189.photobucket.com/albums/z209/cherrbam/graphics/quotes-friendship/friendship040.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;woke up early just now because promised hakim to meet up at hougang mall by 12.30pm but he came around 2pm as he cannot go out before 2pm . before he came , Z was there so we spent time together instead . we went to popular to&amp;nbsp;vandalize&amp;nbsp;our hands by using the markers there . then , went to 5th floor toilet many times &amp;amp; take pictures . we got nothing better to do &amp;amp; girls just want to have fun ! soon , Z had to go home &amp;amp; hakim was reaching . yay ! met up with him 3 days in a row . tomorrow cannot meet him because i need to attend for a wedding &amp;amp; birthday celebration . hope to meet up with him soon because im so going to miss him . we took bus 72 to tampines &amp;amp; meet his friends . bought movie tickets but there was a long&amp;nbsp;queue&amp;nbsp;. afterwards , went to KFC to eat . i was damn hungry &amp;amp; bought zinger meal as usual . its my&amp;nbsp;favorite&amp;nbsp;. then , go toilet to see mirror &amp;amp; do small business . want to do small business in toilet also long queue . soon , went to the cinema to watch Prince Of Persia . in the cinema , i slept mostly during the movie &amp;amp; hakim had to wake me up . so sleepy but the show was great . alot of violence . sometimes , i just wish i can beat up my enemy like in the movie but i wont do that because it will be such a&amp;nbsp;havoc&amp;nbsp;. after that , took the bus and sleep again . i just cannot stop sleeping . reached hougang around 6.30pm &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; hakim slacked at hougang mall playground . suddenly , Z messaged me . she said this " what you doing ? confirm make-out with him . kissing kissing . touch here , touch there . lick here . lick there . " what the hell ! then , cannot stop laughing because i was imagining some stuffs . hakim was begging me to tell him what Z messaged but i dont dare say anything . hakim took bus at my bustop &amp;amp; went home around 7.30pm . today , was so fun :D hakim is such a fun friend to spend time with .&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/5616022350485155151-9194259474240939232?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/9194259474240939232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=9194259474240939232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/9194259474240939232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/9194259474240939232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/05/woke-up-early-just-now-because-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-5846481076467161259</id><published>2010-05-27T19:58:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T20:50:54.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;at last , last day of school for semester 1 ! hmm ... but still going to boring as i wont get to meet up with my friends . today , school ended at 12.45pm but i was let off abit late because mr sharizan talked to me about something . then , reached home around 3pm &amp;amp; met up with hakim , harris &amp;amp; puteri at compass point . feel bad for reaching there late . also , met up with dashima &amp;amp; isabelle &amp;amp; followed me to slack for awhile at sengkang with them . we were so tired &amp;amp; when hakim was resting , got one boy went up to him &amp;amp; shake his hand . haha ! he dont even know that boy . what the hell . so many cute kids at sengkang area . damn adorable ! afterwards , we went to compass point &amp;amp; bought cookies . yummy (: saw geraldine with haripriyaa &amp;amp; gave me piercing needle . so , i gave her $2 to buy her poker cards at mini toons . so , took the train to hougang mall &amp;amp; bought drinks . so nice of hakim to help me carry plastic bag because i bring damn unglam . so aunty . he took bus at my bustop &amp;amp; went home . then , now im feeling so tired . haiz but today was great ! 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so happy ;D &amp;nbsp;i have been so stressed up for the past few days and&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;slept well . just now , was&amp;nbsp;Malay&amp;nbsp;oral &amp;amp; i was so nervous . fatin was like making weird voices when she was practicing oral . she was doing gay voice and stuffs . me &amp;amp; shafiqah wanted to laugh like hell but we try control ourselves . cikgu ain was looking at us &amp;amp; shafiqah turn to another side &amp;amp; did that serious face while i cannot take it as i needed to laugh so i went to close my whole face . soon , it was my turn .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: selamat pagi cikgu rahmat dan cikgu ain .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: fasihah ... awak sudah bersedia?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: sudah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: ok, awak boleh bermula sekarang .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: ( &lt;i&gt;started reading 10seconds later&lt;/i&gt; ) ...Malayshierrr . (&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;OMG THAT PART WAS LIKE SO WRONG ! i was so used of the way i usually say&amp;nbsp;Malaysia&amp;nbsp;like Malayshierrr . so slang man that part &amp;amp; i was like whatever &amp;amp; continued reading . cikgu rahmat &amp;amp; cikgu ain was staring at me . )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: okay... kami ke perbualan pula . pernahkah kamu ke rumah kawan anda ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: ...pernah waktu dia sakit blahblahblah . apabila adiknya sakit pun saya akan menjenguk adiknya .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: baik eyh awak melawat adik kawan kamu apabila dia sakit . HEHE .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: HAHA &lt;i&gt;( its oral for goodness sake . i know cikgu rahmat knows that it was a made up story cos our teacher always tell us we have to make up any story to gain more marks )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: selain pada ke rumah kawan kamu apabila dia sakit, adakah kamu ke rumah kawan kamu apabila dia tidak sakit ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: pernah. seperti uhms ..membuat kerja sekolah uhms ..blahblahblah .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: okay, apakah benda yang boleh dilakukan di rumah kawan anda dan benda yang tidak boleh dilakukan di rumah kawan anda ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: uhms ........ ( &lt;i&gt;looking some where else &amp;amp; i was freaking out . no idea what to say )&lt;/i&gt; di rumah kawan , uhms..kami boleh uhms..membuat kerja sekolah atau uhms..menonton cerita menarik blahblahblah ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: apa pula benda yang tidak boleh dilakukan ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: ( &lt;i&gt;i know, we cannot watch porn or do gross stuff &amp;amp; i almost wanted to say that ! &lt;/i&gt;) uhms ..kami tidak boleh ( &lt;i&gt;SILENCE&lt;/i&gt; ) aaaaah buat bising kerana akan mengganggu jiran-jiran yang lain dan sepatutnya bersopan-santun . ( &lt;i&gt;STARING at cikgu rahmat &amp;amp; cikgu ain &lt;/i&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cikgu rahmat: tu sahaja, fasihah ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;me: ah ah . tu sahaja yang saya boleh dikatakan . yaa ..tu sahaja ..ok ..TERIMA KASIH CIKGU . BYEBYE ! OMG . ( &lt;i&gt;both teachers looked at me &lt;/i&gt;)&amp;nbsp;i meant YA ALLAH ! ( &lt;i&gt;because have to speak in&amp;nbsp;Malay&amp;nbsp;language . take my bag &amp;amp; escape to the toilet &amp;amp; by myself since there was no one like crazy )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;after laughing alone , i went to the canteen &amp;amp; met up with my friends . we all talked about what happened during oral . HAHA ! all funny man their reaction . then , we went to compass point to celebrate our end of SA1 (: FUN ! went to KFC to eat &amp;amp; dashima saw us &amp;amp; joined us . when we were at LRT , we were cracking jokes like shafiqa was imitating the compassvale sec students their shuffle/jumpstyle dance . instead , shafiqa did some kicking dance &amp;amp; some craps . HAHA ! i was like lying down like some bangla construction worker on the floor &amp;amp; my face like not in the wrong because i was singing . so tired until i have to lie down . my singing sucks i guess &amp;amp; people looked . we were playing TRUTH/DARE . dashima had to smell shafiqa's socks &amp;amp; shafiqa was smelling &amp;amp; biting her socks saying it had a nice smell . fatin had to give me an aunty kiss . alot so funny the TRUTH/DARE game but mine was dammit . my dare was to walk around compass point with toilet roll on my ass until someone tells me there is toilet roll on my ass . it look more like a tail . shafiqa., dashima, lily &amp;amp; fatin was like laughing &amp;amp; dashima have the video of it . i was such a freak walking with toilet roll hanging from my skirt . we walked pass the police which wanted to screen us, secondary school students &amp;amp; people but none care . GOSH ! so&amp;nbsp;embarrassing&amp;nbsp;. when going up the escalator , one aunty went up to me and said this " girl ah , whats that ? got tissue " fyi , its not tissue . its called toilet roll . the rest was like laughing because at last someone saw it and told me straight&amp;nbsp;forward&amp;nbsp;. after that , walked around compass point &amp;amp; slacked with geraldine , haripriyaa and the rest at LRT again . i saw shasha kateq in the toliet but didnt call her because scared wrong person . i also slacked with my junior from my primary school , Evangeline &amp;amp; currently schooling at north vista sec . so pretty now &amp;amp; cannot believe she bought a CONDOM ! followed her to watsons . i was like WTF ! i saw my ex-boyfriend&amp;nbsp;. his friends were like " eyh Fas .. FAST &amp;amp; FURIOUS ! " fucker ..make fun of my name . ex-boyfriend&amp;nbsp;and his bunch of NO-PENIS friends were staring at me . then , rolled my eyes and turned away . around 4pm , all of us went home . reached home &amp;amp; iyqah told me that syahiran saw me at compass point . then , he never call me . i cannot recognize how he looks like . suddenly , someone told me irfan cheated during exam . OMG ! why he so stupid . he didnt want to admit ..haiz . now , talking about irfan&amp;nbsp;cheated&amp;nbsp;, my police case havent settle yet . the whole school knows about what happened to me &amp;amp; my friends . where to put my face ? so stressed ! now , i have to go counselling .&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/5616022350485155151-3160017946899663176?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/3160017946899663176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=3160017946899663176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3160017946899663176'/><link 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suffer at this moment ? why must people make me stressed ? i got no hope already and i wish there is always hope for me . is it time for me to leave this world ? i dont know but it seems like its time to go . its time for me to die . you are leaving me too . when i want to study , something always comes up from my mind . it really disturb me alot . i just want the burden to go away soon . it hurts me ! everyday, i go around with my swollen eyes because i cannot stop myself from crying . even when im sitting down and relaxing , my mind is never at ease . before i sleep , i think of what happen and i start crying again . i have feelings too . you dont know how much i suffered . i always believed that without a father, i can live . i know i can live . its alright . its always fine for me not having a father . i know i am weak at this moment and im losing myself . if i were to disappear now , nobody will care right ? i dont want anyone to see me in this condition . no matter what , i will try to be happy and put a smile on my face .&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-3477867693525048583?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/3477867693525048583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=3477867693525048583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3477867693525048583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3477867693525048583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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friend, student and being a human . sometimes , i wonder if i am a human being or a&amp;nbsp;Satan&amp;nbsp;. but i just got a feeling that i have to stop living . everyone's life would be much more better if i die . today , i was caught by the police for doing something bad .&amp;nbsp;something&amp;nbsp;unexpected . they contacted the school and i was in trouble . i&amp;nbsp;received&amp;nbsp;a booking form for&amp;nbsp;defiance and i had written a&amp;nbsp;report . what happened was so complicated . just like life . life is complicated so am i . i have lost my reputation . not just that , i have&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;my mother the most. 13years to 14 years . that was how long my mother have took care of me and she fed me . she made me live . however , this is the shit i am going to repay her . the satanism in me made me become this way . i am trying my best to change my&amp;nbsp;attitude&amp;nbsp;. how could i be this heartless ? i always tried to promise that i wont create anymore trouble or hurt anyone . i shamed my loved ones and i have made an innocent mother to get heartbroken .&amp;nbsp;i grew up as a good person but i realized that i have changed . my life have gone worst and everything in me is getting worse like my health and studies . i have no idea what is happening to me . i just want to say sorry to everyone especially to my mother . as to my father , i also want to owe an apology although i have never seen you before . i am sorry to my friends and other family members if i have did anything wrong . also, i am sorry if i destroyed the school's name too . i know it's hard to accept my apology but if you don't want to forgive me, it is alright . i can't even accept myself too as a person . i understand how it feels to have a person like me&amp;nbsp;related&amp;nbsp;to you . but i just want to say thank you if anyone out there have been very nice to me and anyone that can forgive me . maybe no one can forgive me . i am done now . just going end here . i might be&amp;nbsp;under&amp;nbsp;probation&amp;nbsp;. i have no idea what is going to happen next . i admit i was in the wrong for doing such a BIG mistake . bye bye&amp;nbsp;and&amp;nbsp;take care&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Yours sincerely ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Nurfasihah Binte Abdullah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;190410&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/5616022350485155151-3742787773204983088?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/3742787773204983088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=3742787773204983088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3742787773204983088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3742787773204983088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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made her a BIG birthday message board &amp;amp; me &amp;amp; shafiqa said it was last year's art work stuff . it was so crap when i was laughing&amp;nbsp;uncontrollably&amp;nbsp;. then , recess time we asked fatin to buy food first . we having trouble lighting up the candle on the birthday cake . suddenly , it was so hard for me &amp;amp; chantella to find for fatin when we wanted to call her . we went around the whole canteen finding for her . at last , we found her ! thank goodness . chantella carried the plates &amp;amp; i closed fatin's eyes . it was damn funny . many people stare at us . fatin was struggling to open her eyes . i was like bullying her . haha ! sorry darls if i also didnt get anything for you . we sang her a birthday song when she reached the table &amp;amp; she cut the cake . the cake was so freaking GORGEOUS . it was oreo cheese cake . shafiqah have to get well soon as she did'nt get to try the cake because she was kind of sick . after school , me &amp;amp; dashima went to compass point to eat . we ate at KFC . i met up with iqel &amp;amp; salehin for awhile . salehin so mature . his voice really changed and he grew taller . last time , he was so cute and small . now , so BIG already . as for iqel , he so tall . way up there . they went home while me &amp;amp; dashima went around compass point . we chit chat &amp;amp; went home around 4pm . reach home , read magazine &amp;amp; soon fell asleep . i woke up around 7pm &amp;amp; took a bath . was so tired &amp;amp; still have to do homework . anyways . got to go for now . i am so sleepy . GOOD NIGHT !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;" happy birthday , fatin ! 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yesterday , i went to chingay around 5pm with my cca mates and with two teachers, miss teh and mrs khoo . we&amp;nbsp;need to take pictures and videos for the BIG event . we went there by bus while miss teh went there by her car . we reached there around 6pm . the place was crowded . it was near the singapore flyer . afterwards , we went to the passion pasar . took pictures of cosplayers . not just that , i took pictures with them too . there was this chinese guy that look so hot and fierce and he dressed as one of the japanese anime . also , get to take picture with him . then , took picture with a chinese girl that also dressed in japanese anime costume . she was damn cute . tania used her camera to take the pictures . give many thanks to tania ! there were many interesting things there . there were people dressed as robots for the chingay and there were people walking on high sticks too . soon , we went to popeye to eat . i bought ice lemon tea only . the teachers and natasha gave me their chicken and fries . it was nice of&amp;nbsp;them . then , i wanted to go to the toilet but nobody followed me . i was like some lost kid . i did'nt know where the hell was the toilet . worse still , i almsot went to the guys toilet ! at last , found the ladies toilet . went to do business and met up with the rest after finishing . when we were heading to our location , there were people with pompoms cheering for the chingay and us . it was damn funny . they were like "GO PURPLE PEOPLE!" repeating when we passed them because our cca t-shirt is purple . soon , the chingay started . it was so noisy and crowded . i was halfway deaf . when they burst the fire crackers , me and me , zawani and shafiqah closed our ears and i was damn scared if i might die there . it was so loud that i cannot hear myself and my friends talking . after the fire crackers finished , got many perfomances happening . some were damn cute and funny . me and shirleen were spouting so many nonsense stuffs . haha ! then , i have no idea where was my friend , zai . he said he is going to dance . then , tried calling him after chingay and he did'nt answer . after chingay ended , we went to 7 eleven to buy drinks . we were so thirsty . bought ice lemon tea again . as you can see , i am addicted to ice lemon tea . this part is the best part . we saw taufiq batisah and i got 3 pictures of him with some other people . damn sad because i did'nt get to take picture with him as the security guard said he need to rush some where . like whatever ! i was damn happy that i get to see him in reality . after those fun , went to meet up with everyone outside popeye and we went to take group pictures too . like around 11pm we went home but not fun as we did'nt get to slack . my mama fetched me at mrt staion . then , ate with her at macdonalds and drink ice lemon tea again . my legs were really aching&amp;nbsp;and i will still remember the day when i saw taufiq batisah ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-3984442825534839791?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/3984442825534839791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=3984442825534839791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3984442825534839791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/3984442825534839791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/02/yesterday-i-went-to-chingay-around-5pm.html' title='chingay 2010'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-4953670107010812542</id><published>2010-02-15T17:26:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T22:13:44.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's day</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Emo Quotes" border="0" src="http://i660.photobucket.com/albums/uu325/missdollielove/dollielove/graphics/emoquotes/30.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;today , i cried like hell because of my ex . memories kept coming back . i just cannot stop myself from crying in the room and even in the toilet . i don't even know why am i crying for that fucker . i feel so pathetic . maybe i miss&amp;nbsp;those days&amp;nbsp;but my love cannot love him anymore because he broke it . i have given up on him . i also realize it was all for nothing . when i was holding on to him , he let go of me . tell me , how am i suppose to accept this ? how can i stop the pain ? i really want the pain to go away , but i don't know what else to do . i tried to forget about him but it is impossible to forget the one that pretended to love you and did'nt kept his promises . it has been months . this is when i say i had enough of it . life does not hurt until you had time to think abut have things have changed and who you lost along the way . just for the record , my world is falling apart . sometimes , i feel love is like falling down . in the end , im left hurt , scared and i have to take all the burdens . whatever it is , i still have to move on . he is just a chapter in the past . he cannot fix my heart anymore and i regret being with him . somehow i just try to live and breathe and try not to die but i died when he dumped me . everything i gave him has died , been lost or thrown away just like me . im so sick of all the tears and i wish that he can drown in my tears and im so sick of the sorrow . omg , so damn pissed with him . i just want to forget about the past and focus on tomorrow . whatever it is , this year's valentine's day sucks because of him .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-4953670107010812542?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/4953670107010812542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=4953670107010812542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4953670107010812542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4953670107010812542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines-day.html' title='valentine&apos;s day'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-5020027353483670638</id><published>2010-01-13T23:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T23:50:41.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my baby girls</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;today , immediately after school , i went to compass point with fatin , dewi , shafiqa , chantelle and lily . we wanted to eat at macdonalds but not enought seats so went to kfc and ate there . it was damn fun with them . actually , we were noisy but who cares and we were like insane . then , took pictures at kfc . soon , dewi went off early . afterwards&amp;nbsp;, the five of us went to&amp;nbsp;the lrt place . shafiqa went home early too and was crazy over someone . we called nas and talked cock with him . afterwards , we went to popular to buy files . wasting money ! i almost panic because not enough money to buy the files and finding for lily to pay . tomorrow , must pay her back lke $2 i think . we all went home because my mama called and screamed at me on the phone asking me to go home . took the bus and talked to firdaus . his voice changed suddenly . he sounded much more mature . haha ! then , on the phone with zai too . miss them so much . i reached home around 4pm and slack for awhile then did homework . now , i am so going to sleep . good nights and sweet dreams ! yay . tomorrow school starts later but haiz ... school ends late too .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; 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3days and 2nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;today , i just came back from camp at &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;jalan bahtera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; . so tired . on 6 january 2010 , reached school around 7am . mama sent me to school by taxi . the bag freaking heavy like made me want to fall down . i bought like 3 bags ; clothing bag , random stuffs bag and sleeping bag . met up with my friends and went to hall . i went downstairs to the canteen to find for patonah , erra and fahani&amp;nbsp;. i asked patonah about&amp;nbsp;her and my friend , ashraff . i thought they met up the day before and got into some relationship . soon , i went back to the hall and everyone was so excited . then , need go to the gym . teachers checked our bags and confiscated our stuffs . nothing was confiscated from me . i did'nt bring handphone or wallet . mama kept all my stuffs . teacher like don't believe . whatever . i just gave empty plastic bag with my name on it with -NOTHING- on it . at the gym , saw the camp instructors . so many of them . then , my group instructor was jacinda but call her&amp;nbsp;jac . her face sweet . when we reached the campsite , saw another school there . they stare at us like one kind . have no idea what school was that . put our freaking heavy bags at out hut and went to the canteen . the teachers , instructors&amp;nbsp;and chief lange talked to us about some rules and welcomed us . we also had some ice breaking game to get to know each other better . my group name was lhotse . some mountain name given by the teacher . got another instructor with us too , roman patrick . he damn funny . we ate lunch and the food was&amp;nbsp;okay . actually , all the meals for everyday was okay except for the milo . fatin forgot to bring her plate . she borrowed from swee tian . some w.i.t.c.h plate . mine was "the incredibles" . baby jack very cute , make me have the appetite to it . okay ... i am so lame . still bringing cartoon plates but it's okay what . i am still 14years old . my friends also bring snoopy plate . after eating , washed my utensils . so dirty and smelly my plate when i dipped it into the basin full of soap . i think it is because too many people used the basin then became so dirty and smelly . like very oily . i used wet tissue and cleaned my plate . soon , we listened to a briefing on safety helmets and gears for high elements&amp;nbsp;. the most shocking thing i heard was that everyone has to take part in the high element . i went down the abseil tower . i cried and was the first one to go down the abseil towel . got one guy talked to me . he said " fas , don't cry . i am here . look at me . you can do it " . i stopped crying but when i went down , leg started shivering and i cried again . my face&amp;nbsp;did'nt maintain . look like shit . he told me to calm down when going down the abseil tower . but i did got down the abseil tower safely . mr sharizan still can take my picture when i am crying . not glamarous ! i went to the zipline tower but i did'nt have the chance to try because did'nt have enough time . saw one of the twins screaming " aiyaya ! " damn funny man her reaction . soon , went to the challenge ropes course . i did'nt even want to try it . lucky , it rained . me , shafiqah , fatin , phoonam and mr sharizan ( extra ) shared one canvas . suddenly , i felt something on my&amp;nbsp;arm wrigling . i looked it was an insect .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;me : eeee ! what's on my hand ? insect !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;fatin : no luh .&amp;nbsp;grass luh !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : your head uh , it's moving . it's an insect . grass where can move ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;shafiqah and fatin : ( looked ) kill it !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : ( screamed )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;everyone : ( screamed non-stop )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;mr sharizan : eyh stop screaming luh . ( laughing )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : shafiqah , get that thing off me !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;shafiqah : ( slap my arm )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;everyone : (&amp;nbsp;silence )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;damn gross man ! it was green colour and it was wrigling . then , reached the mph .&amp;nbsp;played ice-breaking games like chain . my body was pain as i must stretch alot . got someone so extra and so annoying make me fed-up . when the rain stopped , we get to shower . but , the toilet not enough water . i was in the cubical with shafiqah . for your information , i am NOT a lesbian just because i showered with a girl . i don't care if i see any of her private parts . she saw mine too . like so ? damn panicked when there was no water when i wanted to rinse off the shampoo and soap . only abit of water came out . actually , there was some problem . fortunately , water came out in time and chief lange gave us more time . we ate and went for some sing-along prepartion at the mph .&amp;nbsp;the instructors there so funny&amp;nbsp;and cute .&amp;nbsp;got one of them look like gay . he dance like one . afterwards , went to eat for dinner , supper and showered . for supper we ate epok-epok . the potato dropped on my camp book and there was stain , smell&amp;nbsp;and the teacher is going to mark it . so whatever . it was an accident . i expected my camp book to be clean . around 11pm + , we went to sleep . before sleeping , we got scoldings as we can't keep quiet at night and was supposed to sleep . me and fatin went to the toilet and saw fafa and eyva in their hut . fafa warned us not to get caught but we were allowed to go toilet so not a&amp;nbsp;problem . 2nd day of camp , me and fatin woke up early in the morning . someone's alarm clock rang . damn irritating . straight away went to shower . before that , we saw the camp instructors sleeping under our hut . me and fatin was shocked . we thought dead body . in the toilet, there was a bird . got shocked again . luckily , it went out . then , reported to the canteen for breakfast after we showered . our class was the first one to reached because the teacher told us to be the first group to reach the canteen . after breakfast , we supposed to have water rafting but it rained . almost everyone in the class was emo-ing . instead of that , we went to do our camp preparation . not so organized and it was last minute work .&amp;nbsp;afterwards we went to the&amp;nbsp;challenge rope course . i can't escape and have to climb because we show attitude problem as we did'nt get the chance to try water rafting . i was damn blur when going up the challenge ropes course . i did'nt know what to say to the instructor because i did'nt really pay attention during the briefing . we supposed to say " am i on belay ? ... " i forgot again what to say . then , when i went up , i was scared until i did'nt knew which one was my left and right side . the another instructor asked me to pull the rope to the right . instead , i pushed it to the left side . when&amp;nbsp;i reached the top , my leg started to shiver and i was looking down . when i was trying to balance myself , i fell and i flew . my friends from below was laughing at me . embarrassing ! karleen said i looked like a flag coming down . rest for awhile and played with rocks . actually , we were not allowed to pick up the rocks . however , i am too stubborn to listen and the instructor caught me putting it on shafiqah's boobs . he laughed and asked me to put it down . another friend of mine with the name of shafiqa , threw rocks&amp;nbsp;at mr sharizan . fucking laughed . suddenly , shafiqah got fever . she must go to the sick bay and soon , she went home . my group went to the low elements place and we had to try some facilties there like involves teamwork . i find it easy . someone extra hold my hand and i hate that fucker . soon , we went to shower and went for dinner . soon , campfire was starting .&amp;nbsp;it was damn awesome . my group sang 2 songs ; fireflies and campfire song . we came out with some dance steps . so cute ! look like the bad romance by lady gaga dance . after campfire , we ate supper again . i ate some cake . most yummy thing i had in the camp . ate like many times . me , lily and shafiqa shared the cake . then , slept after shower . i woke up around 5am . so early because need to pack my bag . all my things were all over the place and i am very not organized person . so , i anyhow pack my stuffs . then , my shoe was so dirty and i have to bare with it . last meal , we ate nasi lemak . so full my stomach . my group must clean the toilet . luckily , we did'nt have to clean the toilet that has a pile of shit on the floor . damn gross when i saw it . very watery and brown mix yellow . okay i think i shoul'dnt describe anymore about it . my group was so disgusted when we saw the toilet that we have to clean . got alot of sand and hair . then , the rubbish we muxt pick it up with our bare hands . then , some of them must clear the rubbish bin . got sanitary pad drop on the floor . it was very euw ! after that , roman so disgusted when i hit the water to his leg . damn cute his face . then , he say the brush is not an electric guitar because i kind of did'nt handle it properly . then , slack for awhile .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : eyh , you .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : who ? me arh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ya luh .&lt;br /&gt;me : what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : help me fill up the water 1/3 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : okay . ( carried it and went to fill the pail with water until 1/2 )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ( came and looked at me ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : ( looking so blur ) what ? you say fill water right ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : you very cute lehh . i asked you fill 1/3 only luhh . you so strong meh can carry the pail ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : yeah . by the way , you also never say must fill the pail until 1/3 .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ( carry the pail ) got lorh .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;i was like really ? haha . then , i helped out so much that roman asked me to rest again . almost slept . freaking tired and i just realized that i have eye bags . i could be the sibling of a panda one day . afterwards , we wrote our reflections and got prize presentation . my group like did'nt win for the campfire . then , got some survey but before that , the chief lange declare that it was time to end the camp . i cried because i am going to miss camping and the camp instructors . rahel was like keep on asking me why i crying and she disturbed me . i lied to her say that my eye watery . damn fake . asked jac and roman to sign on my camp t-shirt and used rahel's gold marker . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : eyh , roman , help me sign on my camp shirt .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ok , write what ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : write your name .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ok , i write your name .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : oi , not write my name . write your&amp;nbsp;name .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman&amp;nbsp;: ya luh . write your name .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : eyh , write roman .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ok . i write&amp;nbsp;eyh roman .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;me : oi oi .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;roman : ( he really wrote -A ROMAN- ) why her pen like got algae ? very hard to write . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial;"&gt;like whatever . he is&amp;nbsp;joker and i got his attitude on my t-shirt .&amp;nbsp;then , took the bus and reached school . the camp instructors followed us . happy and sad moments because last day of us spending time together . then , the malay instructors kept looking at me like what the hell . before i went home , gave my friends hugs and smiled at the instructors . they also smiled at me . haha ! i will always remember them . then , my mama fetched me and took bus 119 to go home . last day to see those crazy and lovable instructors .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/S0g5vaqGwZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/q16XQBT44B4/s1600-h/camp.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/S0g5vaqGwZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/q16XQBT44B4/s320/camp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"camp looks like this and that is the abseil tower . scary right ?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-5348026185524396514?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/5348026185524396514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=5348026185524396514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/5348026185524396514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/5348026185524396514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/01/camping.html' title='camping ; 3days and 2nights'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/S0g5vaqGwZI/AAAAAAAAAEo/q16XQBT44B4/s72-c/camp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-4359482634147074047</id><published>2010-01-08T18:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T18:46:16.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #741b47; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;school has already started . first day of school , i was almost late because of traffic jam and it was raining heavily . suffered . reached school and first thing that happened was that i panicked as i don't know where is my class like i am some sort of blur gong . then , i saw mr sharizan and asked him which class i belonged to . he said secondary 2 benevolence 2 and he is my form teacher . my friends thought i was the only one going to sec 2b2 . all like so sad . they have'nt check the class with mr sharizan and he did'nt even bother to tell them the class they supposed to be going . good thing i panicked . haha . sat with lily and shafiqa . the class got lesser students compared to last year . saw the new sec one's . juniors came to sjc and anjuli transferred . yay ! afterwards , went to our teacher's homeroom at the 4th floor . tired walking up the stairs . when we reached homeroom , only less than 20 people in the homeroom . there is supposed to be many of us . a few mintues later , the other half of the class came . yay , my best friends is in my class ! so happy . mr sharizan talk until can sleep until recess . saw the new sec one's . my juniors very hard to recognize . some reborn hair and grew taller . then , school ends 2pm . me and my friends went to compass point for awhile . did'nt spent much time there and went home around 3.30pm .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-4359482634147074047?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/4359482634147074047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=4359482634147074047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4359482634147074047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4359482634147074047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2010/01/school-life.html' title='school life'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-1525255364471014591</id><published>2010-01-01T01:02:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T01:41:23.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR !</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #da0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;to my &lt;u&gt;loved&lt;/u&gt; ones . hope you will all have an awesome year {2010} ahead . it has been such a wonderful year 2009 . although i got into trouble and stuffs , i would like to thank those who had got me out from trouble and giving me support . those great people out there who had made me happy and comfort me when i&amp;nbsp;felt hopeless ,&amp;nbsp;i would want to thank you too . without those cheer ups , lend of shoulder and freaking funny jokes , i would not be smiling again . i would also want to thank those that spend time with me and make me enjoy my life . but for those that put me into trouble , betrayed me , dumped me , bitched about me and&amp;nbsp;treated me&amp;nbsp;bad , hate you man . fuck you like hell . because of you freaks , you ruined my happy life . but whatever ... that's just a fact . i have been happy and sad . i just want to lead a happy life and not some stupid tortured life . clear enough ? anyways , i love my mama , family , friends , teachers , cousellor and someone special . you really took good care of me and loved me . thank you so much for being there for me . i will try to be a really good girl and try to focus more in life .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; 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font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;today , i watched&amp;nbsp;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;SINGAPORE IDOL&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;with my family on television . and we are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;waiting for the results ... at last , the results came out . sezairi won ! hmm ... who should win ? sezairi or sylvia ? both are&amp;nbsp;good looking&amp;nbsp;and both can sing . but no matter what happens , both still got into the finals and got to perform on stage . but the best part is taufiq batisah damn hot . he can dance and sing . so&amp;nbsp;hot ! im addicted to him . haha ! i like his song, addicted . make me want &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;to&lt;/span&gt; get closer to him . eeeuw ! im so freaking gross . so many talented singers on the stage . anyways , me want to watch ghost movie , the death curse . some chinese movie on channel&amp;nbsp;8&amp;nbsp;.&amp;nbsp;byebye !&amp;nbsp;i will still support both of them , sezairi and sylvia&amp;nbsp;. they are great singers with amazing voice . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"OUR NEW SINGAPORE IDOL IS SEZAIRI SEZALI"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/Szd9IW0dvQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/y3bVkybP3QA/s1600-h/SI3+Top24_Sezairi+Sezali_collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/Szd9IW0dvQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/y3bVkybP3QA/s320/SI3+Top24_Sezairi+Sezali_collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/Szd9OMy_J1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cMHUfK9ozao/s1600-h/SI3Top24_SylviaRatonel_Collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/Szd9OMy_J1I/AAAAAAAAAEY/cMHUfK9ozao/s320/SI3Top24_SylviaRatonel_Collage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-6703549990320236727?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/6703549990320236727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=6703549990320236727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/6703549990320236727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/6703549990320236727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2009/12/today-i-watched-singapore-idol-with-my.html' title='singapore idol madness !'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/Szd9IW0dvQI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/y3bVkybP3QA/s72-c/SI3+Top24_Sezairi+Sezali_collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-4097076504843132596</id><published>2009-12-19T16:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T16:11:53.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bedok view secondary school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yesterday , went to bedok view secondary school . i went to follow ross to take her results .. bvss students damn hot . their school the students can dye hair . i want to dye my hair red . jealous ! haha . ross got into ITE . she pass many subjects . but kind of sad , the pupils there must graduate . confirm they will miss each other . i also miss them . they very enthusiastic when they got back their results . some that fail , also don't care . haha . berwin so funny . he like don't bother but still got into ITE . then , kaiyin like so freaking sad . she never talk . ross like talking to the wall . maybe kaiyin failed . soon , ross sent me to the mrt station . i wanted to go woodlands to meet up with fatin . i took the train , so slow . it felt like im not going to reach woodlands . almost fell asleep . then , battery low like annoying . dammit ! my phone is almost 3years old . dying soon . at last , reached woodlands . gave fatin something that i bought from kuala lumpur . she liked it but should get for her purple instead . then , she followed me to eat at banquet . ate fish and chips and shared it with fatin . afterwards , we walked around causeway point . also , went to take pictures near the lift area . got this guy , he coughed so loud at the escalator . i turned and looked at him . he smiled and i smiled&amp;nbsp;back . suddenly , me , fatin and him laughed .&amp;nbsp;so funny !&amp;nbsp;then , got two dwarfs want to flirt with us . so damn idiot ! then , got mat rep&amp;nbsp;also flirt with us . me and fatin just kept quiet and acted we did'nt hear anything . i just sent fatin to the bus interchange . after that , i took 161 and headed home . reached home , i slept . haha ! so tired .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-4097076504843132596?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/4097076504843132596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=4097076504843132596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4097076504843132596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4097076504843132596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2009/12/bedok-view-secondary-school.html' title='bedok view secondary school'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-7078934474969798285</id><published>2009-12-14T15:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T15:40:50.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #666666; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i just came back from&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: #666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KUALA LUMPUR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;. i really enjoyed myself from 11-13 December 2009 . however , i had to wake up early in the morning and get ready to take the bus&amp;nbsp;to kuala lumpur with my family . the whole bus was conquered by my family . there were like more than 20 of my family members . in the bus , we can watch movies . so that means i was not bored . when we reached the immigration at malaysia , i forgot to fill up my departure card . so many people was behind me and they had to wait .&amp;nbsp;embarassing . it's like im a blur gong .&amp;nbsp;afterwards , we took the bus and had a safe trip . in the bus , we had a surprise . my aunty and uncle made for the family something . everyone got a towel and our nickname on it based on our characteristics . mine was "miss fassy" because my name is fasihah but fassy means fussy . it's true that i am fussy . we also had a lucky draw . my number was 13 and my actual gift was a handphone strap but i exchanged it with my aunty . so i got a bracelet instead . soon , we reached the hotel nobel . it was quite comfortable but not that classy . somehow , it was clean . we left our stuffs in the hotel and went out for dinner at some nearby shop&amp;nbsp;. it was stuffy but there was air-con . suddenly , i cannot breathe and my family members said my face was red . so , i told my mama that i cannot breathe that well . everyone panicked but i was alright&amp;nbsp;. just&amp;nbsp;lost my breath only . mama brought me outside to take in fresh air . then , when back into the shop to eat . the food is quite yummy but spicy . soon , we went shopping and went back to hotel again to sleep . next day , we woke up early in the morning again . i took a bathe and the water is so cold . i was freezing . soon , we went upstairs to eat our breakfast . i ate baked beans , sausages and toasts . so&amp;nbsp;yummy ! after we ate , we went out to do some shopping . my family really did shopping spree . we bought so many things until we had to buy another luggage to fill our stuffs beacuse there were&amp;nbsp;so many things . then , it was already dark . we had our last dinner at kuala lumpur . malaysia have very nice foods there . i ate alot and maybe putting on weight . i gave my abang mamat his birthday present beacuse i owe him one . for my birthday , he treated me . my movie ticket and food . i bought for him a t-shirt . hope he love it . don't know what to buy for him . then , we board the bus to go back to singapore . i miss malaysia alot . the people there are nice but the guys there abit flirty . haha . food there are so freaking sedaaap ! reached singapore around 4am . so tired but really had fun !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; 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border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yersterday , went out with my friends . i met up with fatin , my girl at hougang . then , went to e-hub to meet shafiqah , ahtiqha and hidayati . we went to watch New Moon . taylor lautner and robert pattinson are so hot . *blushing*&amp;nbsp;the end part is edward asked bella for marriage . i so impatient . must wait for another twilight movie . zzz . so addicted to that movie . afterwards , went to eat at macdonalds because so damn hungry . after we ate , walked around downtown east and e-hub and went to walked to white sands mall . me , fatin and hidayati went to zone-x to play some games there . play basketball like shit . stage one excellent but stage two like can die . game over ! play car racing too . fucking lose . got last and second last . actually , i was very pissed off . after we went to arcade , me and fatin sent hidayati to her bustop . then , went to compass point to meet up with aqul . walked around compass point for awhile and sent fatin to her bustop . anyways , i supposed to reach home around 6.30pm but i went home late . i spend time with aqul for awhile . then , he sent me home . we walked home .and took bus near punggol park . he did'nt want me to go home . haha . but in the end , he let me go . aqul quite cool and sweet . he hug me and also hold my hand but me and him not in a relationship . haha .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-4367368546404750872?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/4367368546404750872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=4367368546404750872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4367368546404750872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/4367368546404750872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2009/12/yersterday-went-out-with-my-friends.html' title='girlfriends , aqul'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-5856214726333976965</id><published>2009-12-02T10:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T17:46:33.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that day with kak erra/emily</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yesterday, i went out. i was suffering from boredom at home. then, i went to bought some things at kovan. when i am going home, i saw kak erra. we went to hougang mall because she wanted to interview for a job. she became a waitress at a restaurant. her boss is kind of funny but he might be fierce too. it is good that kak erra is hardworking. however, i am the opposite of her. let's put it this way. i am very lazy. hardly&amp;nbsp;do work. soon, we went to fruit box as i wanted to buy orange juice.&amp;nbsp;that orange juice&amp;nbsp;was so cooling but sour. i was damn thirsty and the weather is so hot. then, went around hougang mall as kak erra wanted to look for a pair of shoes at madaboutshoes (M.A.D). she bought blue shoes that cost like $39.90 i guess . trendy and high-heeled. afterwards, went to eat long john silver. kak erra shared her food with me. she is very kind. i did'nt felt hungry already. at around 4pm, i went home. needed to settle some stuffs at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SxXRVQfWiLI/AAAAAAAAADM/YHfMpTpRrdI/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SxXRVQfWiLI/AAAAAAAAADM/YHfMpTpRrdI/s200/DSC00661.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SxXRQzPu2VI/AAAAAAAAADE/be-MMwyCZEA/s1600-h/emily.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SxXRQzPu2VI/AAAAAAAAADE/be-MMwyCZEA/s200/emily.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"that day with kak erra/emily at hougang"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-5856214726333976965?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/5856214726333976965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=5856214726333976965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/5856214726333976965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/5856214726333976965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-i-went-out.html' title='that day with kak erra/emily'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SxXRVQfWiLI/AAAAAAAAADM/YHfMpTpRrdI/s72-c/DSC00661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5616022350485155151.post-8079340299623108768</id><published>2009-11-15T22:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T18:28:23.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'>broken-hearted girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #8e7cc3; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;i used to believe in love but now that my heart is broken , it seem i can't believe in it any longer . let's put it this way ... broke up with my boyfriend on july . my heart was taken by him and broken by him . now , i am scared and hurt because the memory is still in my head . it is impossible to forget about him and what we were once were ;&amp;nbsp;good friends&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; couple&amp;nbsp;. now , we are like enemies . i hate him&amp;nbsp;and he hates me too . he have been lying to me and he&amp;nbsp;is also too much for&amp;nbsp;being a betrayer&amp;nbsp;. he really did broke my heart . he did tell me his secrets too like he hated&amp;nbsp;this girl&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp; said the girl is obsessed with him . kind of true . however , he&amp;nbsp;had a relationship&amp;nbsp;with her . he is such a pain in the ass . i don't understand him and i just got the feeling he does'nt understand himself . maybe he is just making use of her . it is very obvious . i wish i could help him out but he backstabs me on the back many times . he told me to forget about him and not to&amp;nbsp;contact him , trying to forget . he is insane . it is freaking hard to forget someone you used to love . i can bet you that he still has'nt forget about me yet&amp;nbsp;. everytime we coincidentally met each other , he looks at me and give me that idiot look . he does'nt think when he talks . no wonder he sounds stupid and mad . it sounds good because i have stopped messaging and calling&amp;nbsp;him . sometimes , he needs the attention . but now , he have too much of the fucking attention . he kind of stand out . he acts he is some kind of hot stuff , eeew ... it's a freaking misery . i thank him for the pain , guilt , regrets and the abuse , i love him&amp;nbsp;no more . dammit ! i don't mind fucking off from his life . im happy with it &amp;amp; i hope he is happy too . this is he wish &amp;amp; it is granted . i don't want him to get back to me anymore if he is ditched by that girlfriend of his . it's alright , im okay . i don't need him anymore . he does'nt love &amp;amp; care for me . so , why should i bother ? he is better off without me like he said he cannot survive if im still in his life .&amp;nbsp;im being nice so he won't suffer .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ea9999; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"you had me at hello , &lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &amp;quot;Helvetica Neue&amp;quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;you killed me at goodbye"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwASRERgfTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n0Myj_ewJ-I/s1600-h/broke.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwASRERgfTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n0Myj_ewJ-I/s320/broke.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5616022350485155151-8079340299623108768?l=fassy-happenings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/feeds/8079340299623108768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5616022350485155151&amp;postID=8079340299623108768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/8079340299623108768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5616022350485155151/posts/default/8079340299623108768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fassy-happenings.blogspot.com/2009/11/broken-hearted-girl.html' title='broken-hearted girl'/><author><name>sugar That {FASSY}</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15476533928318329450</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwEF81WTZKI/AAAAAAAAAA4/0CzE3yQprOw/S220/lets+drink.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L4sYY6tkBRY/SwASRERgfTI/AAAAAAAAAAw/n0Myj_ewJ-I/s72-c/broke.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
