<?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-12454837</id><updated>2011-08-16T01:58:50.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hark when The Princess Speaks.</title><subtitle type='html'>Sugar, Spice and everything nice.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>75</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-117067844842882487</id><published>2007-02-05T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T20:27:28.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;omg. i suddenly really really really really miss the crescent people. the ones i was closest to. read some pj classmates' blogs. and they alh had fake reunions alr. arghh. i promise to update tmr. a long entry. ive got tests tmr so i shld prob study. yeah, tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-117067844842882487?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/117067844842882487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=117067844842882487' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/117067844842882487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/117067844842882487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-116767403892299362</id><published>2007-01-02T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T01:53:58.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey there people. its a new year. so, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hope 2007, which is actually a new beginning for the people reading my blog[if anyone does ie], is gr8 and blessed for everyone!! everyone says that they dont make resolutions cos they know they wont be sticking to it. i know that too. bue wtv, here are my new year resolutions&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) pray more! cos when you pray, Allah's happy and grants you your wishes. and He  really does&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) study harder, and from the start of the year so that i dont end up screwing up all my tests.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) be nicer to my parents and sulk lesser. okay, so this one's a 2-in-1 resolution&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)  lose weight&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) try to stop biting my nails&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the five proper resolutions. my wonderful friends and bestie, pls help me stick to these 5 stuff. 2006 flew past. yes i know everyone says that. but it really did. guess its cos it was the year of OLevels and therefore porte porte the year literally flew by. yeah right. somehow, i still think i didnt study too much for olevels. i think i shldve studied more. oh well. the results will tell. but prelims were screwed. i made a terrible mistake of not switching to combined before prelims. i thought it wld hurt our maan-shonman and all. stupid stupid me. trust me to think that doing well, or at least better than how horribly i did for prelims= hurting our pride. oh well. regret kore no use&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so 2006. was a great year despite the no of downs. thank you Allah, for letting the year go by as well as it did and "saving" amader ke from all our shomosshas. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sinda left. for houston, texas. its really quite sad. the best 4 years of my life, over. and i didnt even realise how taratari they went by. she wrote notes for all of us. and i cried when i read the part where she said that we wont be having any more study sessions tog. so sad. our study sessions were really fun. and sighh. stuff are gonna change. lets hope its for the better. the train-ing gang's all over the world now. and then from pj, tri and i go diff ways. and even if we do get into SA, Inshallah after the results, we'd still be going diff ways. so its time to make new friends. yup. and thats gotta start from tmr! di told me to be friendly and not bitchy. and to be confient. shall be. dont wanna have people hating me in JC. enough of them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;theres a lot to blog about actually. but im really lazy to go into the details. hah! and i thought todays entry's gonna be longggg. the next one shall be about the first day of my junior college life Inshallah. wow. im a big girl ((: and mona's gonna become a crescentian. smthg she really didnt want towards the end of the year. hmm. oh well. jai. better chat properly with everyone. last night of staying online till so late and waking up even later. if thats possible. byee!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;where the **** is the picture? i just uploaded one. its nice! ayesha edited us. its of us- me, sinds, bean, tri and ayesha- posing retardly. my bright idea of how to pose btw. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-116767403892299362?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/116767403892299362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=116767403892299362' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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new year. except me. im still the fat neglected cow. yeah, cow. the newest form of me. im pretty much convinced i resemble a cow. i know my ugly friends will make witty comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;ugly sindhuja is so bothered about the dedications. and therefore i shant write any yet. its so hard to write dedications without any "inspirations". and im sure all of them know im not one who lies. yeah right! i cant fakely compliment people. precisely why i didnt compliment vijay and her ugly pictures and why im not too eager on going to her party tmr. i was itching to tell her how un-hot she looked in her tube top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;ugly right eye's twitching. one of the muscles are are smthg. bhaiya told us. forgot. duh! they have weird names for the simplest stuff. the last week of 2006. im growing old. gonna be 17 in about 10 months time. damn. its about time i start thinking abt which career path[thik na? ami jani na what its called] i wanna take. arghh. mum says since i like maths and physics now ill end up becoming an engineer. eeeeeeee. but i dont mind if its something like maemi's stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;vanessa's song! dont talk, dont tell ur friendsa about us. stupid girl. shes such a praba and sindhuja in hsm and such a fake s*** in real life. never underestimate a girl isnt half as bad though. im so random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;oh sindhuja, it wasnt only that that made me happy that day. that day went by really fine. thats why i was so happy. im not that much of a loser. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;once again, i look damn shitty in my eid clothes. ill be the ugly duckling AGAIN. so sick of being the ugliest one of the girls. mane, amar, shayoni-r, novera-r, di and imi apu r moddhe. uhmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;i threw away a lot of my books today. i felt really bad when doing so. i really wanted to keep my just du it and the emath fat yellow booklet. i wldve kept the emath one, but i realised i prob wont hv time in jc. hey! im a jc student. im beaming. no im not. im still annoyed. time for some eye candy. mark dennis gonzalez hoffman today. not kaka. however, that does not mean ive forgotten who ricardo izecson dos santos leite is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#663366;"&gt;stupid blogger. obviously mark gonzalez is too cute for them to upload.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;WHY THE HELL AM I LISTENING TO MALAY SONGS?! haha. i was typing and so engrossed in this and bangla typing that i didnt realise i was listening to malay songs. rofl. dont ask me how i got malay songs here. i  really dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;dhoom again and ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;dhoom songs are nice. and hrithik looks really good in dil laga na. 6 pac! that pac is spelt without a k right? i dunno. i always thought so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;now im pretty angry. everyone thinks im something. that i get angry and jealous at the slightest things. when im angry, i sulk and dont talk to people. and when im jealous, i announce it that i am jealous. shant go into the details. might create a misunderstanding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;dammit. my fingers and neck hurts. i have been online practically the whole day. and its only 10.59. and i would be online till 3 plus today. cos io wasnt online at night for the past 23480 days. if ive lived that long. lemme calculate. 23480 divided by 365 equals to 64.32. oh no. im only 16 plus. as if only! im a buri. old fart!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;maybe i should go now. im feeling so pathetic i just listened to the as-adorable-as-my-ass zac efron sing. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-116705921372546149?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/116705921372546149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=116705921372546149' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116705921372546149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116705921372546149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-blogger-has-new-look-cool-and-then.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-116603348519715273</id><published>2006-12-14T01:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T02:11:25.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;since no one actually comes to my blog, i can post smthg. which im qt happy abt. and no one can judge me cos no one really reads. while chatting with one of my friends online yesterday, *it* actually said im a really good friend. okay. i came here only to say this. cheapp right? now sinds n beans wil say dry. if they come here, ie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-116603348519715273?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/116603348519715273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=116603348519715273' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116603348519715273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116603348519715273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/12/since-no-one-actually-comes-to-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-116577018591460200</id><published>2006-12-11T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:03:05.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9966;"&gt;ignore the previous post. sorry. kanchana just told me she insisted on seeing them. sorry di.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-116577018591460200?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/116577018591460200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=116577018591460200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116577018591460200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116577018591460200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/12/ignore-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-116577010566833329</id><published>2006-12-11T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T01:01:45.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;im so pissed. really. i thought i'd write a dedication now, but im too angry to. di already showed my stupid pic to her friend. doesnt matter who, but she knew i was not happy about how the pics turned out and how i looked yesterday. [yesterday was shayoni's bday celebrations. di n i both wore saris. and i looked like a freak. and i mean it. triangular hair. and also a bad hair day. sumo-wrestler sized body. shitty face. correction, horse-shit like face. u need more reasons?] and et she showed it. i think i told her to delete my pics and cut me out from the pics of us tog so she can put hers up somewhere. but she didnt. oh well. Allah gave me an ugly face. at least i have a proper face with no defects. but there are more defects in me actually. im thankful for all that. but im still extremely angry. really. onek onek onek angry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-116577010566833329?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/116577010566833329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=116577010566833329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116577010566833329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116577010566833329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-so-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-116551655992310833</id><published>2006-12-08T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T02:35:59.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;pieces of shit! i feel like listening to din gelo and the pos computer refuses to read the first song of the cd. what nonsense. no special reason for wanting to listen to din gelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;so, its shayoni's seventh birthday today. she's growing up so fast. poor her. the psle and olevel n all other hellish stuff are coming. shuvo and dip arrived today. shuvo's already getting on my nerves. not a good thing cos i alr snapped at him twice today. ruch left for india today. for good. im gonna miss seeing that ugly chicken around in school. haha. bhaiya's exams end tmr. im so glad it does. he deserves a break. doctors have to be the most unselfish people arnd. i wont wanna spend like dunno how many years of my life studying medicine. seriously! i look at bhaiya's books and wonder how he rmbs the stuff and names of dunno whats. they dont even look like english. this word-hrfnenkanlero- prob does mean smthg in the medical word. ugh. wtv. sinds wants to study medicine. all i have to say is, good luck. ull need it. di's got 2 job interviews today. co sool! i hope she gets the one she wants. uhm, duh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i got 60 from dad, and mums nets card. money from dad to buy a gift for mum on behalf of him. card from mum to buy a wallet for dad on behalf of mum, for their 23rd anniversary. tts tmr,9th. co sool. gonna buy a cake too. im so excited. i feel so responsible and old. oh. my parents do not know[i think, and seriously hope] tt i took money from them oof. u know what i mean. n if u dont, its okay, cos no one reads the entries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;you know kaka. like duh u know kaka. if u dont, u ought to be kicked and whipped. anyway, how did he become SO goodlooking? i dont understand. actually, i dont need to understand. Allah made some really good eye candy and so i should thank Him and just enjoy the eye candy. and yes, i am enjoying it. oooh! kaka's so sweet[not literally]!! he wrote a song for carol on their wedding. and he even recorded himself singing it. n the church choir sang the song on their wedding. lucky carol. hmph. some people just have ALL the luck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i miss bd so much!! i need to sleep, but dont feel like sleeping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;last night was really fun. friends came over, and we made each other up. me, sinds, tri and ayesha. beans n praba left earlier on. okay. every window is being a piece of really bad stinky diarrhoea shit now. so ill publish this and go do smthg abt the shit. byeee. and goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-116551655992310833?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/116551655992310833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=116551655992310833' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116551655992310833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/116551655992310833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/12/pieces-of-shit-i-feel-like-listening.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115935996388360678</id><published>2006-09-27T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T20:26:03.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;ahem!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;11 days&lt;/em&gt; to the most imp birthday of the year. yes, it's obviously mine. and if you can't count properly, it's on the &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;9th of october&lt;/span&gt;. i will be turning 16. not like anyone actually cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and to the sindhujas and whoever sitting for os who actually bother reading this total pos blog, 34 days to Os. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im qt happy abt tt. Os. there's nothing else to study. only practice. and the ques are pretty easy too. unlike the prelim ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;guess what my horoscope says? "If you have been looking for a time when things got easier, that day is here!" HAH! as of now, i shall stop believing horoscopes. total piece of you know what cos today has been a horrible day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;gtg now. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115935996388360678?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115935996388360678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115935996388360678' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115935996388360678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115935996388360678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/09/ahem-11-days-to-most-imp-birthday-of.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115806010551749855</id><published>2006-09-12T19:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T19:21:45.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;hello hello hello to nobody in particular cos OBVIOUSLY no one reads this stagnant blog. lalalalla. prelims going on, which i strongly prefer NOT to talk about. but then again, tts how all my exams go. im such a  hopeless case at times. fine, most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;but then again [me and my random-ness. ugly paragraphs] i have decided what im gonna do in future- write a book about my life after i retire from being a bus driver. so right. okay i have no idea where this ugly post is headed towards. i took 9 mins to type out these 6 lines!!! omg. i forgot how to type. 12sept 06, the day ridi forgot how to type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;ANYWAY, 16 nov sometime after 10.20 pm[thats when ill come home on that day], the comp will FINALLY be shifted to my room cos bhaiyas got his laptop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;queens online. now i feel like eationg queenie eggs. i didnt eat them on  his bday. eh di. queen just asked if imi apu got married. dont think ull ever read this. like i said, its a dead blog. dead dead dead. ok shaddup. im scaring myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;queens online. now i feel like eationg queenie eggs. i didnt eat them on  his bday. eh di. queen just asked if imi apu got married. dont think ull ever read this. like i said, its a dead blog. dead dead dead. ok shaddup. im scaring myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#330033;"&gt;time to go. bye bye bye bye bye to nobody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115806010551749855?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115806010551749855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115806010551749855' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115806010551749855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115806010551749855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-hello-hello-to-nobody-in.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115621703213286459</id><published>2006-08-22T11:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T11:23:52.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;hello. it has really been eons since i last updated. lot has happened, but im in no mood to blog abt everything. basically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;a cat shitted outside our house everyday. the shit was the fe2+ ppt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;we found out who the cat belongs to, so theyre gonna clean it up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;our kitchen has been hacked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;the tiles have been laid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;the cabinet will be laid. lets hope its sometime soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;mum left for BD, but im totally fine with that cos nanu's better. allahumdulillah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;i still miss my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;flunked bangla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;my bestie really did forget me. maybe not forget but whoever is a total enchanting figure who makes her forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;my phone was screwed up, but its okay now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;okay. thats all. came back from sch at like 8 plus today cos i had a stomach upset. it still hurts. slept after coming home [tts the only way it goes]. but it still hurts. next wed. prelim. eng. and im olnline. bravo ridi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;HEYYYYYYYY! i found the anger management song!!! dling it now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115621703213286459?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115621703213286459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115621703213286459' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115621703213286459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115621703213286459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115354981581944532</id><published>2006-07-22T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T14:30:15.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really do not understand what everyone's problem is. seriously. okay, maybe not everyone, but my family. yes, only my family. starting from last morning, everything's been really badly messed up. grrrrr. ugh. and i thought bhaiya would be nice and understanding. i was so totally looking forward to him coming home. and now that hes home, ugh! grrrrr. im really, no more than really angry. not angry. a stronger word to describe angry. ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I FEEL LIKE KICKING EVERYONE. NOT EVERYONE. BUT THE UGHH. WTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115354981581944532?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115354981581944532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115354981581944532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115354981581944532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115354981581944532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-really-do-not-understand-what.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115304781371521261</id><published>2006-07-16T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T19:03:33.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;ruchs blog. read the entry on the bd worker being abused. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#666600;"&gt;www.diamondsanddust-.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115304781371521261?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115304781371521261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115304781371521261' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115304781371521261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115304781371521261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/07/ruchs-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115293738618386828</id><published>2006-07-15T12:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T12:26:40.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/kaka-.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/kaka2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/Football_KakaHair.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/320/Football_KakaHair.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know even a hot and sweaty kaka is hot. ill prove it. wait . there. actually i think okay nvm what i think. tho he isnt sweating too much. so cute! and he's wearing gloves cos its too cold and he needs to wear gloves. awww. im upset tt the wc is over. btw, italy won. qt a surprise. i feel bad for zidane act, the head butting thing. but wtv. rules of the game. my kaka, however, nvr did anything to hurt anyone. instead, people pushed him down. just cos he's a kid. but hes strong, so he didnt get hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;speaking of kids. u know, my frens, that sinds and beans think im a b***. ya! i know! how could they. even bhaiya. ohhh. bhaiya sent me a really sweet msg. i was really touched. and hence i saved tt msg. but still, he called me a b***. tt word ought to be censored. no one shld be called a baby. its such an insult. n sinds totally has a smaller nose than me. so shes the baby. n beans too. shes uhm. whuny. such a baby! my friends are such kids. and i hang out w them! tts cos i need to make them mature. so their parents are relying on me to make them mature. im so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ohhh! i ate faster than sindhuja on thurs and friday. yayy! i eat fast! so i shld stick my toungue out at sinds cos shes a slow eater. YAYY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;what else? stress. this weel. mon- ss and emath test. tues- emath ppr 1 mock exam. fri-phys ppr 2 mock exam. with like all the radiation shit. and we r still not doneyet w like the previous chaps. GRRRR. but i have bhaiya and abbu!! whatever bhaiya explained in &gt;30mins abt cro-s, i understood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;pinky is so fucking annoying. he thinks hes so lovable. my ass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115293738618386828?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115293738618386828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115293738618386828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115293738618386828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115293738618386828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-know-even-hot-and-sweaty-kaka-is.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115270155708710601</id><published>2006-07-12T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T18:52:37.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;hey! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;back here after such a long time. no mood to update. actually im just lazy. and online. well, i think its the time when i can say that im sick of coming online. woooo hoo! im almost proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay. that was so fake. im so not feeling any !! feelings. im disappointed and annoyed. people can be really disappointing at times. obv i can be too but i am the kind of person who overlooks my faults. whatever. let's refer back to some entries back where i used a stupid bangla idiom. but then the "antagonist" of the story is different. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;acca shoo! i cant be bothered about that whoever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and the stupid net n google is being total shit. we're supposed to find out the meanings of 50 idioms and obv i dont know them. so since its 6plus now,the time im not supposed to study, i decided to come online and so realised i might as well do smthg "productive" while being online. and anyway, i came home at what. 5.30? but then the net and google and all decide to be such &lt;s&gt;bitches&lt;/s&gt; cos they arent giving me proper websites or meaning. pos. okay i wanna go. i just get angrier every moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;and sindhuja and beans. i am not a you-know- what. hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#33ff33;"&gt;heck cares brazil lost. wait. they didnt! who can even beat them? n since ballack boasted germany's gonna do so, theyre out. anyway, green for brazil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115270155708710601?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115270155708710601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115270155708710601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115270155708710601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115270155708710601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-back-here-after-such-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115158026841863787</id><published>2006-06-29T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T19:24:28.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/KaKa_(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/320/KaKa_%281%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Kaka and Celico, who will live in Italy, have been together since meeting nearly three years ago in Brazil, when the bride was 16. Celico finished high school this year, and plans to earn a business degree at a university in Milan. Celico wore a Christian Dior dress, while Kaka -- whose real name is Ricardo Izecson Santos Leite -- was in a Giorgio Armani suit. The couple will honeymoon at an undisclosed location outside Brazil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;im in love with this guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;is he adorable or what????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115158026841863787?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115158026841863787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115158026841863787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115158026841863787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115158026841863787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/kaka-and-celico-who-will-live-in-italy.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115114921656160969</id><published>2006-06-24T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T19:40:16.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i forgot smthg extremely imp!!! this website- &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.msn.com.hk/adidassg/Default.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.msn.com.hk/adidassg/Default.asp&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;. i have to 'put' it somewhere safe so i can keep on watching it after wc ends too. hope it nvr does and tt kaka plays in every match. btw, tts the adidas ad website. its at the bottom of msn chat windows. and i know sindhuja's gonna be at tt website all the time. oh. kakas the one in yellow. the best looking one. lampards the hot one.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and yellow on behalf of brazil, which is also =s to KAKA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115114921656160969?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115114921656160969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115114921656160969' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115114921656160969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115114921656160969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-forgot-smthg-extremely-imp-this.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115114551061879351</id><published>2006-06-24T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T18:38:30.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/kaka_training.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/320/kaka_training.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/001r_119.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/320/001r_119.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dhurr. fucked up blogger stole 2 photos of kaka!!! yes. kaka. this entrys all abt kaka. well nt exactly. lemme post some kaka first so the entr looks better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wowwww. now it looks a hell lot better. i dont feel like blogging anymore.just wanna stare. ehh. ill blog another time. kakas too hot. and im excited [di!! our version?] cos i put qt a few of kakas pics in my phone. n got new songs in them too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch starts on mon. and im excited. cos once it starts, its a hell lot more stress, tears, hatred, scoldings and late night calls!! and the dreaded os wld end soon. Inshallah. And 16th nov06 wld be one day ill rmb ((: ill leave w one more pic cos one aint enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ehhhh. how come tt photo went to the top? nvm. anyway, tts a few in one. yayyy. okay, im out!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue for kaka and lampard. ((: lampard looks hot in red!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115114551061879351?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115114551061879351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115114551061879351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115114551061879351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115114551061879351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/dhurr.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115088072587503205</id><published>2006-06-21T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T17:05:25.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;me and me pettiness. but then again, &lt;em&gt;ek haat e tali baaje na&lt;/em&gt;. so obv the other party was at fault too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;what happened was tt, we were standing at the bus stop outside sch. n i dunno what we were observing n i made my usual jokes and beans went "sarah, maybe u shldnt talk". and i replied back "then u guys wont be laughing half as much". and then they said tt in fact, they laughed even more when i left the library yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;im so petty and immature. but sometimes, some stuff might not be meant in an entirely serious way but obv does hv some meaning in them and they do hurt. and well yest, one of them also said its hard tosympathize w me cos im kinda big. i think tt was really mean and offensive. and i do admit im petty, but tt nvm. jani na. so im sure those people are having loads of fun without me arnd. laughing their asses off. good for them. and the only time they requested me to tag along was when they realized tt they wont be able to eat at pizza hut. hmm. wtv. &lt;em&gt;ami khali khali ulta palta janish kori ar boli&lt;/em&gt;. but its true. &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;ok. so hem accepted my request. he was online on sunday. awesome. i was on cloud 47 when i realized.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;and i kinda take back wtv i wrote in my previous entry. so glad i didnt go for the chalet. no 1- chalet doesnt even look like a chalet. it looks like some rundown house. no 2- its beside the haunted old changi hospital. the chalet pple visited it in the daytime n it was freaky then even. ugh. n the tois were gross. or so i heard. ok, gtg study. how fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;abdulbijur&lt;/s&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;ur di says in this pic you look like the aashique banaya girl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;and because of that, i had the weirdest dream./ but it was nice ((:  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;bbq this sat again. and bhaiyas bday party the next. dress-up&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115088072587503205?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115088072587503205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115088072587503205' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115088072587503205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115088072587503205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-and-me-pettiness.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115080452554717698</id><published>2006-06-20T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T19:55:25.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;"&gt;i seriously need to update my blog. hell lotta things to say! cant do so now tho cos mums telling me to go hv dinner now so i can start studying at eight. when i only returned from sch at what, 1830. but i guess i dont mind. very satisfied n pleased w today. i like physics!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115080452554717698?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115080452554717698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115080452554717698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115080452554717698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115080452554717698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-seriously-need-to-update-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115053452189076143</id><published>2006-06-17T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T16:55:21.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i kinda realised how childish and immature and petty i can be at times. okay. i take back childish and immature. but petty, yes, that i am. ughh. i disgust myself sometimes. okkay. gtg study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115053452189076143?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115053452189076143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115053452189076143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115053452189076143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115053452189076143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-kinda-realised-how-childish-and.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115051978311624866</id><published>2006-06-17T12:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:49:43.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry about my previous post. it started off on a really bitchy note, but thats how ive been since wedesday. when im pissed with someone, i tend to take it out on everyone. which is a realld bad thing i admit. which is why i concluded that i hv to marry a guy who's an only child/has no sisters. eee. no choices left. tho someone fits this "qualities" perfectly ((: okkkay. something actually made me smile. i havent cried so much in 2 days for a long time and it feels good and bad as well to cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alrite, let me go back to that original form. theyre all having fun. really. bbq tonite, and obv thats fun. whether it bbqing or eating, its just fun when the fun people are there. which is prob why they decided not to bother when i didnt go. shaheen mama called. and i didnt even bother saying hello. i dont want to. piece of shit. this sucks. dysfunctional family. family supposedly stands for 'father and mother i love u'. MY ASS! then my spelling of family is actually fomihu. im so pissed. other normal people, even who do badly and hv concerned parents, dont get this kind of treatment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it all started cos i went out one bloody day during the whole of the fucked up june hols. i went out one day! and its not like i didnt study at all. wednesday-3am was the brazil match. so i stayed up till 3 doing physics-moments. then i watched the match. slept/smsed during half time. then i watched the second half. match ended at abt 5 if im not wrong. anyway, i stayed up another 40 mins doing emath. then i cldnt take it any longer and fell asleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;woke up at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;0915. bathed. had breakfast while studying. then i completed emath and did some geog n chem before i actually started getting ready to go out. so i left at 1245[15 mins after the actual time i was supposed to leave] and came back at 1745. 5 hours aint a lot when 3/2 hours or so was spent on travelling. then i came back and studied again okay. for an hour. went to shayonis place for dinner after maghrib. and came back n studied. and the bastard was fucking pissed. screw eveyrone. and now shes shouting again. FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115051978311624866?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115051978311624866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115051978311624866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115051978311624866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115051978311624866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-about-my-previous-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115051976893341214</id><published>2006-06-17T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T12:49:28.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sorry about my previous post. it started off on a really bitchy note, but thats how ive been since wedesday. when im pissed with someone, i tend to take it out on everyone. which is a realld bad thing i admit. which is why i concluded that i hv to marry a guy who's an only child/has no sisters. eee. no choices left. tho someone fits this "qualities" perfectly ((: okkkay. something actually made me smile. i havent cried so much in 2 days for a long time and it feels good and bad as well to cry.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alrite, let me go back to that original form. theyre all having fun. really. bbq tonite, and obv thats fun. whether it bbqing or eating, its just fun when the fun people are there. which is prob why they decided not to bother when i didnt go. shaheen mama called. and i didnt even bother saying hello. i dont want to. piece of shit. this sucks. dysfunctional family. family supposedly stands for 'father and mother i love u'. MY ASS! then my spelling of family is actually fomihu. im so pissed. other normal people, even who do badly and hv concerned parents, dont get this kind of treatment.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; it all started cos i went out one bloody day during the whole of the fucked up june hols. i went out one day! and its not like i didnt study at all. wednesday-3am was the brazil match. so i stayed up till 3 doing physics-moments. then i watched the match. slept/smsed during half time. then i watched the second half. match ended at abt 5 if im not wrong. anyway, i stayed up another 40 mins doing emath. then i cldnt take it any longer and fell asleep.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;woke up at&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;0915. bathed. had breakfast while studying. then i completed emath and did some geog n chem before i actually started getting ready to go out. so i left at 1245[15 mins after the actual time i was supposed to leave] and came back at 1745. 5 hours aint a lot when 3/2 hours or so was spent on travelling. then i came back and studied again okay. for an hour. went to shayonis place for dinner after maghrib. and came back n studied. and the bastard was fucking pissed. screw eveyrone. and now shes shouting again. FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115051976893341214?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115051976893341214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115051976893341214' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115051976893341214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115051976893341214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-about-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115044612181484324</id><published>2006-06-16T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T16:22:01.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;screw the whatever i had planned to write about. im REALLY pissed now. extremely. my uncles and aunties and whoever might claim they care about me. but if they really did, they wldnt have taken/hired the chalet this year when theyve been planning it for the past 2 years and not talked about it at all this year. disappointed. screwed up, really. everyone is going, except me mum and dad. which just simply means this weekends gonna be seriously fucked up. cos neither of us are on talking terms since the one day in the whole of june hols that i went out. fuck. mum and i talk, but its minimal. and when they talk, its basically screaming. im sick of this. i really really hate myself. i was pretty smart in primary sch and i just get dumber day by day. dad also said that last yr. that people get smarter day by day, when they learn newer things. and i am just a hopeless case. piece of turd. and cos of me, my mum also cant go. ughhhhhh. can some stupid drunk driver come knock me down while im on the road. shall jaywalk more often. but then again, i havent done enough good deeds to get me into heaven. dhurr. life can be such a beach and bitch. di said she has a feeling ill do really well for olevels. thank you. Allah jeno tumar feeling ke shotti kore. but no, it wont happen. i know it. i screw up majopr exams. except tt after comign to sec3, i mess up everything. major exams are no exception. once again, piece of u know what. enough whining! thats the only thing im good at. and being mean. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;england. finally won. 2-0. yayy. against trinindad and tobego. finally they scored their own goals. the commentator was saying that too. i realised lampard looks lke he's got no eyes. theyre too dug inside, you know. but he's still goodlooking. but KAKA reigns. kaka is cute! boyish good, no great, looks! saved a couple of pics of him. i hope to find more. in addition, he's the one who led brazil to their 1-0 win against uhm croatia. yeah. so i want a kaka jersey. fake! a shirt for 75 plus is way too much. but obv football fanatics wont think that way. i shant go into that cos it might spark off another misunderstandings and over the past 2 days, there has already been a no of them and i really dont fancy more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dono samjhe nahin thi, woh jo hone lagaa tha. random line, from pyaar ki ek kahani. krrish is out in theatres alr. is it kkrish of krrish? dunno. same thing. ughhhhh. im still angry [refer to my first paragraph]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love orkut! even tho hem hasnt scrapped.okay, i know no one believes its hem. frankly, i wont either if any of my friends told me they know hem thru a friend community. cos anyone can create an account n blah blah. u know. but. ooof. i dont feel like explaining. my visions blurred again.  yeah, guess.&lt;/strong&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/12454837-115044612181484324?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115044612181484324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115044612181484324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115044612181484324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115044612181484324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/screw-whatever-i-had-planned-to-write.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-115022133241222583</id><published>2006-06-14T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T01:55:32.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;lalala. i wanted to blog or update. okay, blog but now my moods totally spoilt. nvm, ill uhm, point kore lekhi what i gotta say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;hem! number 1 on the list&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;uhm, kaka? he's cute. thanks prabs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;oh. we'll go bowling tmr so abt tt [hopefully the catiness subsides by then]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;the lit seminar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;ai yah. im sure theres lots more. okay, gtg mug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;"&gt;gosh. catiness. lalala. we can be such &lt;s&gt; bitches &lt;/s&gt; and then the bestest of friends or long lost sisters in 2 mins time. wtv. tts what makes the relationship so special. goodnight didds. cos i suppose u'll read it some night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-115022133241222583?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/115022133241222583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=115022133241222583' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115022133241222583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/115022133241222583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/lalala.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114995526694918922</id><published>2006-06-10T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:01:06.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;i found him! i found him. i really did. and i cant type now n i cant sit and omg. omgomgomg. i cant believe it.i really did find him. how amzing is it. i need to scream. i hv to!!!!! i found hem. no ones gonna believe it except di. but findg hem is kinda really unbelieveable. spelling wrong. wtv. hem hemhem he. raat e ghum ashbe na. hem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114995526694918922?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114995526694918922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114995526694918922' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114995526694918922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114995526694918922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-found-him-i-found-him.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114934229215687838</id><published>2006-06-03T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T21:44:52.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;chahe tum kuch na kaho, maine sun liya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;ke saathi pyaar ka, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;mujhe chun liya, chun liya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;maine sun liya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nice lyrics. sharib and his partner sang that song yesterday. listening to laDki kyon [sindhuja,d]. so. yesterday. thats what im here to blog about. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;school- was pretty fun. yup. geog was draggy but with friends i guess it was fun. sinds and i were trying very hard to pay attention at first [c'mon. industries. HOW interesting] anyway, sinds is SUCH a kid. she actually fought with me over her pen. i wanted to use the cheapskate pen and then she started fighting. what a kid. and highlighter &lt;em&gt;niye o shei maramari koreche. &lt;/em&gt;and she claims she's not a kid. yeah right. so yeah. wtv. dead man's land. ROFL. we were playing hangman n instead of no mans land, she made blanks for no mans land. then i wrote laRki kyon. not D. so we laughed a lot again. and then tri. hahahahahhahahaa. hers is the funniest. she thought it was dead man sailing, instead of dead man walking. rofl. such a triveni. oh no!!! tribeni. stupid bowling woman was SERIOUSLY deaf. tarpor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;okay. bhuva and me. we're nutcases anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;went to macs for lunch. tanglin mall. omg. the babies, every single one we saw were ADORABLE. super cute. u get it right? &lt;em&gt;ato shundor bacha&lt;/em&gt;. mashallah. i wish those were my kids. couple of kalo chamras too. who supposedly. nvm, they didnt do anything. they were like really big. yeah. but im not scared of them. &lt;em&gt;koto shahosh.&lt;/em&gt; di and shuvo shld totally read tt part. im brave okay. its only cats. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;we decided to walk back from tanglin cos we felt bad abt eating so much. i had a big mac mean. felt huge after tt. so, we walked. some crescentians laughed at us from the bus. it was tt dumbass girl who wailed. anyway, we were walking right. yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;oof. im lazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;and then we uhm, walked into that realy quiet and fucking rich elaka and started making a lotta noise. the gates of the first house, no, mansion, were open. there was a beef bag inside. which implies that the guy who lives there is hot! i was really interested in that mansion. moving on. omg. the guards. i rather call them policemen. 2 of them. actually, its them that interested boovs n me to go tt to elaka. the mansion they were guarding was WOW! we just gaped. we really did. impressive. and the houses and cars just kept getting better as we moved on. i was/am jealous! oh! one of those mansions prob belonged to indians. mustafa bags. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#6666cc;"&gt;im coming back later to blog. i think my parents are back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114934229215687838?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114934229215687838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114934229215687838' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114934229215687838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114934229215687838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/06/chahe-tum-kuch-na-kaho-maine-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114889472101779942</id><published>2006-05-29T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:25:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;this is in my stagnant space as well, but as i said, its stagnant and i bet NO ONE ever read it. and it is pretty funny. sorry to my indian friends and everyone else who finds it offending. u guys know bd isnt any better either. and if u dont know it alr, tell me. ill give u an insight. anyway, here it is-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"Good morning, Ladies and Gentlemen. This is your captain PATEL (Boniface) Welcoming both seated and standing passengers on board of Air India".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"We apologize for the four-day delay in taking off, it was due to bad weather and some overtime I had to put in at the bakery.This is flight 717 to Mumbai. Landing there is not guaranteed, but we will end up somewhere in India . And, if luck is in our favor, we may even be landing on your village!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"Air India has an excellent safety-record. In fact, our safety standards are so high, that even terrorists are afraid to fly with us! It is with pleasure; I announce that, starting this year, over 30% of our passengers have reached their destination. That is a record and we hope to bring it up to 50% now".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"If our engines are too noisy for you, on passenger request, we can arrange to turn them off! To make your free fall to earth pleasant and memorable, we serve complimentary DARU and Wada Pav. For our not-so-religious passengers, we are the only airline who can help you find out if there really is a God!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"We regret to inform you, that today's in-flight movie will not be shown as we forgot to record it from the television. However, for our movie buffs, we will be flying right next to Emirates Airline, where their movie will be visible from the right side of the cabin window".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"There is no smoking allowed in this airplane. Any smoke you see inthe cabin is only the early warning system on the engines telling us to slow down!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"In order to catch important landmarks, we try to fly as close as possible for the best view. If however, we go a little too close, do let us know. Our enthusiastic co-pilot sometimes flies right through the landmark!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"Kindly be seated, keep your seat in an upright position for take-offand fasten your seat-belt. For those of you who can't find a seat-belt, kindly fasten your own belt to the arm of your seat. And, for those of you who can't find a seat, do not hesitate to get in touch with astewardess who will explain how to fasten yourself to your suitcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;"ENJOY AIR INDIA"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"&gt;can you really imagine a pilot saying that? i think it wld be pretty funny but i still wldnt wanna be in that plane. alrite. im out. gotta go do GEOGRAPHY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114889472101779942?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114889472101779942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114889472101779942' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114889472101779942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114889472101779942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-in-my-stagnant-space-as-well.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114889341963768694</id><published>2006-05-29T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T17:03:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;YUCK. the way i used to type when i was in p6 and sec1, all those years. disgusting. like animore, veri, iz, hu, dae, haf, tataz and sorrwie. bleagh. oh. and saaqi.blogspot.com is khallas-ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yay! sind-dhu-ja is online.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt; ohh. HEM, the the. i dunno how to describe him. wtv. anyway, hem is coming to saregamapa this friday!! YAY-ness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114889341963768694?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114889341963768694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114889341963768694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114889341963768694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114889341963768694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/yuck.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114887898827604024</id><published>2006-05-29T13:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T13:03:08.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;okay. this is so weird. i changed the add but its the same thing at saaqi.blogspot.com. how come? can anyone help?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114887898827604024?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114887898827604024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114887898827604024' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114887898827604024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114887898827604024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114848646150838404</id><published>2006-05-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T00:01:01.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAY THE JUNE HOLIDAYS NEVER BEGIN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114848646150838404?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114848646150838404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114848646150838404' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114848646150838404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114848646150838404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/may-june-holidays-never-begin.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114847831068116712</id><published>2006-05-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T21:45:10.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;firstly. UGH. i wont bother explaining. and secondly. YAYYY! I will bother explaining. i met hems sister!!!! yes. and shes real. yayy. hem hem hem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114847831068116712?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114847831068116712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114847831068116712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114847831068116712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114847831068116712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/firstly.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114836688219834724</id><published>2006-05-23T14:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T14:48:02.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;bhaiya:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;if you ever read this that is. i wasnt being "daft" today. its true. u wldve known if u also did this badly everytime. ive been working for the midyrs ever since exams ended last yr and my results really dont reflect how much i studied. its annoying. it almost wants to make me give up hoping and praying that maybe someday i might do well and surprise everyone. im sick and tired of trying so hard and then seeing my horrible marks and hearing everyone say "shob thik hoye jabe". like kobe? since the start of sec 3 ive been like this. and u have ur life too and once u start studying its gonna be a LONG time till u get a break. now's the time for u to enjoy and my super &lt;s&gt;screwed up&lt;/s&gt; marks are preventing u from doing tt too. and furthermore, i thought this time round, the papers were pretty easy and i even said i wld be glad if olevels were like tt. and thats how well i do. i said im sick and tired of trying, but tt doesnt mean im gonna give up trying. maybe just tt ill try lesser. tts smthg ultra stupid, esp cos prelims are 4 months away, and olevels are 5 or so.  but someone who doesnt as badly as me all the time cant be any smarter than this. ugh. i hv to go now. my specs and vision are blurred from my ugly tears. everything nvm.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114836688219834724?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114836688219834724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114836688219834724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114836688219834724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114836688219834724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/bhaiya-if-you-ever-read-this-that-is.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114809729311503586</id><published>2006-05-20T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T11:54:53.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;im so sick and tired of it all. grr. i wanna give up but i cant. okay. im out. too angry and disgusted and disappointed to blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114809729311503586?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114795099311101498</id><published>2006-05-18T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T19:16:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i am too disappointed in myself to actually say anything. maybe i shld pray more. and study harder and make sure its effective. k. ill stick to praying more. and i shld do tt right now cos its &lt;em&gt;maghrib-er shomoi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114795099311101498?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114795099311101498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114795099311101498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114795099311101498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114795099311101498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-am-too-disappointed-in-myself-to.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114785507926852766</id><published>2006-05-17T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T16:37:59.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;amazing what a haircut can do. i wont elaborate on it cos ill rmb it. hehhh. &lt;em&gt;jai goshol e. fake. gaan shuntesi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114785507926852766?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114785507926852766/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;the proud owner of a sony ericsson w550i. ill blog later. &lt;em&gt;pet betha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114767838959657112?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114767838959657112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=114767838959657112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114767838959657112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/114767838959657112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/05/proud-owner-of-sony-ericsson-w550i.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114741714950310884</id><published>2006-05-12T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T14:59:09.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i have no idea what the stupid boro boro song is abt. but whatever. it makes me dance and tts good enough. lala. oh meter down down down down down. john dancing. tt dude. he wld make anyone dance! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#9999ff;"&gt;hmm. exams over, but it doesnt feel any different cos i dont think i really studied tt hard this time round. but surprsingly i cld do most of the questions the very first time. yeah. okay. exam &lt;em&gt;er kotha baad dei.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ar ki asE? watched taxi 9211. obv its a good movie cos its a john movie. my gosh. this entry is so boring. its like random&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;ohhh! i was listening to mdk songs and &lt;em&gt;sharara &lt;/em&gt;while doing bangla today. i miss bd so so much. i was like dancing like how we did in bd. and then we got scolded by the &lt;em&gt;bororas&lt;/em&gt; cos we didnt wanna take the&lt;em&gt; shuvos&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;shayonis&lt;/em&gt;. haha. wtv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;then i was smiling thinking abt the time i ran up after having lunch to go brush my teeth. n then&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;dui tala&lt;/em&gt; enter &lt;em&gt;korar age&lt;/em&gt; i checked if third was at his balcony and he was. okay, tts  outta the point. actually it isnt. then i ran to the verandah to brush my teeth. then. then a lotta things happened. ill rmb it. thid incidents. thid?! i meant. i know what i meant.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dhurr&lt;/em&gt;. im talking crap. ee. can u imagine? like shit coming outta ur mouth. how come this cool song is from tom dick and harry? loserish movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#9999ff;"&gt;i "but" my hair. in terms of the dictionary mode on my phone. speaking of which, i think im gonna change it this weekend. &lt;em&gt;beshi na boli. jokhon jokhon beshi beshi boli, tokhon kora hoi na. accha, eibar jai. bhaiya&lt;/em&gt; might wanna come online. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114620882392117249</id><published>2006-04-28T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T15:23:17.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/P101005412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/320/P101005412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7845/220/1600/ridi18.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;amar bhooture blog-e amar nijer akta bhooture chobi dilam. which helps to make it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;more bhooture. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;english mid yrs were today. paper one was good. paper 2 sucked! okay. shant talk abt it anymore cos its over and theres nth i can do abt it. i shall have to work a lot harder for the other subjects. which i hope im doing, but i know im not. grr. the vp just sorta told us abt the dsa thing today. oh my. 15 points and below. i really really hope i can do it. ami onek kore sajc te jete chai. and i am gg into the arts stream. i do not care. mum was so, uhm, hesitant?, when i said so. so annoying. so i said tt sajc te gele bengali ther chokhe niche pore jabo tai na? stupid bangla community. its b***ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i had a joke to tell, but i prob told everyone. ok. i think i shld go off now. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;i just did&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;THE SARAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114620882392117249?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-114597385274793236</id><published>2006-04-25T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T22:04:12.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#66ff99;"&gt;this week has been really good fo sar. haha.  i did well for my amath test, bangla exam was REALLY good and i got married!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114597385274793236?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114597385274793236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i saw a storm brewing. and then i apologised and so it went off. haha. okay, change topic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here after so long. i came at the start of this yr. wtv. tts cos suddenly i feel like updating and writing abt everything single thing tt happened since then. e course, all the msgs [ahem ahem] and uhm, all our lame ass jokes made up in school. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lets do THE SINDHUJA. haha. all we gotta do is tug our shirts and pull it to the front. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tt was dumb. and our stupid graphs. i am proud to say tt i hv the tallest graph for neatness and motherliness. and some other stuff. i dont care. im better than those 2 pple. and im princess belle!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm. and uhm. im alr smiling even before ive started. &lt;s&gt;third's&lt;/s&gt; messages. dammit. maybe i shldnt. haha. nvm. ill note down the date anyway. uhm. ki jani. 16th&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;april. yup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dhurr.  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;poila boishak this yr was damn fun. famn dun. gadhami. di and i wanted to wore sari at home. fo sun! then we took photos. duh. we always do. such fakers. novera and shayon wore too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;crescent's 50th anniversary. hence the funfair on 8th april. uncle ringo. the ride. haha. i wont forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;4g1 is now beside 4s1. means we shifted. finally. so we're with normal pple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ayesha's brownies. yummy!!! fudge brownies and normal ones. ahhhh. ami chai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;actually, my class is qt nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;amar ghar betha. akhon jai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;this entry = shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-114544315998793985?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/114544315998793985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;alrite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2006. a new year. grrr. why must it be a new year??? this yrs gonna be one hectic yr. olevels prelims mock tests scoldings failures [hopefully nt] bhaiyas starting uni imi apus wedding shayoni started p1. i really dont wanna think abt what this yr has in store for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay i shld shut up. this yr will nt be as bad as im imagining it to be. amar ailshami lagtese. im wish &lt;s&gt;kk&lt;/s&gt; came online now. i just finished more of my hw and im bored. i shld study. but study what. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! life sucks. no, this yr sucks. my matha aolaigese. i hv no idea what im typing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-113629631143088567?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/113629631143088567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=113629631143088567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/113629631143088567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/113629631143088567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2006/01/alrite.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-113177448589416042</id><published>2005-11-12T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T13:48:05.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;grr. i hate this. everythings turning out the wrong way. not the way i want it to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt; i dunno whats wrong, but im being accused of dunno what shit and she claims she's got proof of dunno what. tt i lied abt a lotta things and ami manush na. &lt;s&gt;fuck&lt;/s&gt;. i have no idea whats gg on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-113144371974161371</id><published>2005-11-08T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T17:55:19.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's fortune: Your luck has been completely changed today. yeah, tts what it says on orkut. and well. i guess so. just got some wonderful news. not just, quite long ago, but its nice to think of it again and again. and again and again. but i wanna hear it myself. the exact words &lt;s&gt;he&lt;/s&gt; said. hehh. well, just another 23 days or so. maybe this time round ill be up the whole night again. hahah. btw, im not sure if my brother's reading this. but well. bhaiya, mum found out smthg. but someone i likED. yeah. she found out, but i pulled it off. and the other thing im so so so happy abt is uhm. smthg to do with BD. hahaha. ull hear it when we're with imi apu. and btw, thanks for like &lt;s&gt;lying&lt;/s&gt; when we went out on thurs and sunday. ill really miss u a lot. and i mean it. but its all for ur bhalo. so uhm, yeah. k la. tts all. i tend to get emotional at times. bubyee! im off to smile some more!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-113144371974161371?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/113144371974161371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=113144371974161371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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told me to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;call her.  i did. and the first thing she said, "&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; you're such a &lt;s&gt;bastard&lt;/s&gt;. you're like the biggest &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt; on the face of earth." like wow. thanks la. and uhm. some other stuff are gg on too. like, regarding porashona [=studying] i really dunno what to do. i want di to be here and help me. im glad she replied to my mail, but i cant tell her all these mail e. grrr. anyways, eid's coming. means gg to BD's sooner. supposed to be getting contacts tmr.anyways. im off for now. bb!&lt;/strong&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/12454837-113050526822465086?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/113050526822465086/comments/default' title='Post 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;didds, i realised i nvr really did write you tt dedication i was so excited abt nor did i do up that bottle with the fanciful ribbons and gobstoppers inside n the choc bar. im sorry.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;ask me why i havent written the dedication. i dunno. or maybe cos like there isnt a time when i can sit down and think of all the things uve done for me or anything. it might sound cheesey but really. everytime i think im excited and ill finally write u the overdue dedication, my mind goes blank. youve really done qt a lotta stuff without maybe realising it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;every single person in my life does make a difference. even if i hate them. without my enemies, id hv no one to bitch abt and laugh abt it. its strange. sometimes u just sit down n you can go on smiling for hours[k, maybe not hours. just sometime] thinking abt stuff tt happened to you before. sometimes memories are worth more than pictures. tt so doesnt sound like me. it sounds like im gg all emotional and shit. wtv&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;was watching my super sweet 16. ughhh. the girls are so lucky. screw them. lucky bitches. so many pple turned up at their party, they had this magician guy and they made this really cool entrance. u see, there was a stage, and the magician was up there. there were cardboard figures of the girls and like the magician put them in a box and 'abracadabra'ed and the real girls came out. so cool. and they came down frm the stage after posing for photos etc. thn their frens wished them n hugged them etc. and then each of them had the spotlight on them at a time. one sand with a band up on stage, one did a tango and the other wore this uhm... weird costume. it was cool. and their dad surprised them by hiring sugarcult. yeah. he paid 40,000 for tt! but unlike the episode tt bhaiya watched, the girls were normal. not super bitches. they just complained a lot. each of them had nicknames -wet blanket, the jealous one n the cocky one. cool. i wld like a bday like that. it wld be fun! but im contented enuff with my life ((: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;didds wld be gg to bd soon. will be alone again. imi apu wld be busier now. nvm. ill manage. the net plus orkut plus studies shld keep me very busy. my frens are always there rite?? hope so. but u know whatt. you know what?! you know what. ai yahhh. i cant tell you. i can, but not here. im off. bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-112953490909372475</id><published>2005-10-17T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:41:49.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;all rite. attention all the libra women, the rawkers of the world. this is some forwarded mail, and im publishing it here cos im too lazy to uhm forward. some of the things the mail has really applies to me. quite amazing eh? ill colour them so pple reading this will get to know me better. like they wld want to... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Women And Their Zodiac Characteristics                                                                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LIBRA - WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;If you were born between September 23rd and October 23rd, you are a Libra - Woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physical Appearance:&lt;br /&gt;Of all the signs, Libra has the maximum share of beautiful women. You are &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;tall &lt;/span&gt;with a proportional body. Your limbs are slender but strong. You are attractive, graceful and courteous.&lt;br /&gt;Mental Attitude :&lt;br /&gt;You are a levelheaded person. With your &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;fruitful imagination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[acc to sindhuja, its overactive imagination]&lt;/span&gt; and intellectual capacity you successfully win over the hearts&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[when???]&lt;/span&gt;. On the negative side, you are a nagger. You may have negative thoughts and often &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this may leads to strong depressions&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;General Nature :&lt;br /&gt;You posses some &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;supreme power[i nvr knew. thanks for informing me ((:]&lt;/span&gt; in yourself. Use it for some constructive purpose.&lt;br /&gt;Libran's have a spiritual bent of mind. Quite close to peace and harmony. Evade getting into unnecessary troubles. &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Never intend to hurt the feelings[really? i do the opp. heh]&lt;/span&gt; of others and therefore, is famous in the group.&lt;br /&gt;Trading is the natural vocation for you. You will earn lots of money and fame &amp; will play in profits.&lt;br /&gt;You are &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;quite lazy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[typo error. they meant extremely lazy]&lt;/span&gt; in your life and believe in one sided relationship, where you become a &lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;loser [vioelnt objections!]&lt;/span&gt; and people at the next door gains.&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;Libran females do not have a well-developed immunity system. Infectious of various kinds will trouble you through out the life. Kidneys, lever and uterus are some of the weak areas for Libra born.&lt;br /&gt;Money :&lt;br /&gt;Due to very good business sense you will play in profits. Your needs will also be substantially more than ordinary females. So you will earn and spend it as well. Will be able to make some valuable assets in your life time.&lt;br /&gt;Romance and &lt;s&gt;Sex&lt;/s&gt; Life:&lt;br /&gt;You are of a &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;cheerful and adjustable nature &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[guess so].&lt;/span&gt; You will &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;dress very well&lt;/span&gt; [thanks!] and will give a lot of the heed to perfumes you use and the surroundings you are in. This makes you very attractive to the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;Libra women are &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;experts in conversation and you like to talk a lot &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[very true!]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;. You can talk effectively about anything under the sun. The idea of romance in your mind includes a lot of talking.&lt;br /&gt;You have a very&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;strong need of company of the opposite sex &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[ i would like saying that its the other way round] &lt;/span&gt;. Hence, you will be prepared to be a bit out of way to get the man which pleases your eye.&lt;br /&gt;You are full of romantic blues therefore, fail to see the real qualities initially and may repent later on.&lt;br /&gt;Either you are a sincere lover who will marry the same guy whom you have liked too or your parents might have chosen. Or you are&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt; fun loving changeable lover &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[its boring to stick to one!]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;-who will try to trap every male that suits your eye. As it is very difficult for males to resist you, you may have &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;number of short affairs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[as long as it includes pappy, im fine]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Small of the back and buttocks are the hot spots for you. [kayyy]&lt;br /&gt;Marriage:&lt;br /&gt;Your deep desire for companionship may lead in early marriage&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt; [ i dont want tt!].&lt;/span&gt; In your home life, you will tend to be very &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;nice and peace loving &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[tts enough! i cant tolerate so much flattering]&lt;/span&gt;. You can create a home which is glamorous and at the same time comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;You are tactful, thus, you wont let any inter-personnal tension in your family. You are always successful in keeping your surroundings happy and cheerful.&lt;br /&gt;You can plan the finances of your house in such a manner that all have enough and you can save too, especially for short trips to beautiful places.&lt;br /&gt;Ideal Match:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Leo, Gemini and Aquarius &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[okay! oh no!!! virgo??!]&lt;/span&gt; born are best suitable for you.&lt;br /&gt;Caution:&lt;br /&gt;You spend beyond from your means on luxuries things and thus, may face financial problems later on. You cherish pleasure in your life, and this may also &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ruin&lt;/span&gt; [thanks ah] you in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;You may develop an attitude where you covet other's to go out of their ways and help you. While you are never prepared to take any pains. This can lead to problems with all whom you deal with and may cause frustration and depressions to you.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Days, Numbers And Colors :&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, Monday, Wednesday &amp; &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Saturday &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;[used to be a good day. note the use of past tense]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; are lucky days for you. Your lucky numbers are:- &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;1, 2, 4 and 7&lt;/span&gt;. And lucky color's are:- &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;White, Red &amp;amp; Orange.&lt;/span&gt; [thanks]&lt;br /&gt;Recommended Gemstones:&lt;br /&gt;Blue Sapphire and&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; Diamond&lt;/span&gt; [wonderful! but i like rubies better. nvm, diamond isnt bad] are the lucky gemstones for you. The gem that you wear should have a vibrant aura and should never been used before. The weight of the gemstone shall be decided as per your body weight and age.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/12454837-112953490909372475?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/112953490909372475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=112953490909372475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112953490909372475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112953490909372475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='.'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-112857280672810006</id><published>2005-10-06T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T12:51:46.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my chio red wallet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i dunno why i put tt as the title of my entry, but heck.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways, updates:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bhaiya's coming back!!! YAYYYY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had geography paper today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive been using the computer so much tt ive got a bruise on my wrist cos of holding onto the mouse for too long&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;346 scraps on orkut as of the time im typing this!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;roja has begun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;we are gg to bd after all! woo hoooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ive got a really nice red kameez, which is my bday present but im using it for eid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;ive got physics n geog 1 the day after my bday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and most important of all!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY BIRTHDAY'S IN 3 DAYS!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;yayy! im so excited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;lets talk abt my geog paper. i swear i was so screwed. only last nite i realised i suck at rivers. so i thought id memorise plate tectonics and other stuff first and leave rivers for the later on. cos usually i stay up so i thought id memorise rivers then. mistake no 2. stupid me. i kept sleeping n waking up every hour n thn sitting on my bed scratching my mosquito bites and feeling my forehead. btw, i think ive got dengue, hv got thousands of mosquito bites n my forehead feels really warm most of the time. wtv. but anyway, i thank bean for the crash course. i went to sch n ordered her to give me a crash course of alluvial flood wtv n leevees. and they asked us to draw a diagram on tt! so i cld. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;sheesh. i dont think ive ever written so untidily n so much in 2 hours. 8pages, 16 sides. handwriting was usual sized, just messier. friggin idiots. so many diagrams to draw, so little time. arghhh. and some inconsiderate seniors were making so much noise. annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;hmmm. bhaiya had gone to brunei. nt to hv fun. but for ns. but it is quite fun. nt at time when ure doing those activities but when u come back n think abt it. like, really, obs was fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i wldnt mind gg again. carrying tt ugly smelly backpack, nt bathing after waking dunno how many km. canoeing n finding fish in our canoes. getting fibreglass on my thighs. thn tt stupid place where we stayed the second day. so dark n really creepy. n i was so stupid, actually smart too, to a certain extent. i took the place at the opening side of the tent. so like i kept thinking a dog wld come sniff me. oh ya!! my rotting wild boar! hehhh. the last day, when we were all rejoicing abt gg home. n the barnacles. eeee! and the super dirty water bottles. and the 'A' "engraved" on the cap of my bottle. stupid chicken boasted so much tt she'd make a story outta it. she cldnt. nanny nanny poo poo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;amar na kalke chem paper ase. and ami akhon online. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;damn sleepy lehhh. eee! tt so singaporean. so many unfair issues ase ei gadha marka desh e. kintu shoitan desh like ultapalta law set kore rakhse. kisu korle shoitan ra sue kore. gadha desh. kono din e bhalo hobe na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;i think this is enough for a day. i shall go off now n learn the uses of metals. ta da pple[with a slight scottish(thanks ruch!) accent tho i cant imitate. u know, the art attack guy]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;WELCOME BACK BHAIYA! -if ure reading this :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-112857280672810006?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/112857280672810006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=112857280672810006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112857280672810006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112857280672810006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-chio-red-wallet.html' title='my chio red wallet'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-112762492703981296</id><published>2005-09-25T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T13:08:47.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT WANT NEXT YR TO COME! I DONT WANT BHAIYA TO GO AWAY AND I DONT WANT TO FACE THE PRESSURE OF OLEVELS!!! IM SCARED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-112762492703981296?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/112762492703981296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=112762492703981296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112762492703981296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112762492703981296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-dont-want-next-yr-to-come-i-dont.html' 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thanks to soya bean] no one wld be there. cos bhaiya wld be in usa and di in BD. os are in mid-nov, and she def/most prob wont be here then. but i hv to learn to be "Strong" and not always dependant on someone. but i hate it when my frens ask if i wanna go overseas and study and i say 'yeah. but my parents hv to come along'. they laugh their donkeys off. i dont get whats so funny. im nt close to my parents, but i also wont know how to do anything if theyre nt there. shish. i feel like a little kid[hopefully didiii doesnt comment on this] and since i feel like a little kid, and i dont like feeling like one, ill change the topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i nvr wrote abt obs. but tts olld story. n i nvr wrote abt national day either. but these kinda stuff, dont need any writings whatsoever. theyre just memories. really. like obs. i hated it when iwas there[except the last day] but then when i came back, i missed/miss it. i wish i cld go again. i wldve signed up for the sabah one if at tt time my parents had already told me tt i cant go BD this yr. but thn again, the sabah pple will prob think im unfit n nt allow me to join. my stamina increased!!! and im so glad. ran 4 rounds arnd the canal. not stopping for even 5 mins in total. yayy. and then next period we had pe. n the woman told us one round arnd the school compound[which included 2 uphill slopes n one downhill] so i was like okay.np. n when we finished the first round, she said most of us are jogging slowly. so she said go another time. we did. but she wanted one more last round. completed before many of the other people. considering how phat i am and tt i just ran arnd the canal before tt, i thought i was pretty gd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else? well. my birthdays in 18days, exams in 13. shishhhh. so damntensed. after writing this entry, im sitting on the bed and studying. i need to. i think im so dumb. i am. bhaiya had told me nt to become like him somewhere, but really. i "idolise" him. hes gd in every single thing n EVERYONE likes him. and i mean everyone. almost everything he does is perfect. so y cant i become like him/? one thing i dont get: why am i so diff from him? i like dont belong to my family. theyre all diff. no. i am. i just dont fit in. none of my character traits are like any member of my family.am i just a hopeless case?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhh! my fake is here in SG now. actually, i think i qt like her. nt cos they say i look like her, but cos she really acts well[mostly as a witch with a b], she's got a nice low voice and she's qt pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very mean. i wish i cld stop myself from saying mean stuff. like, sometimes saying all those stuff to ayesha during mt is not nice, but then it just spurts out[no it doesnt literally spurt out. but u get the pt] i shld learn to control my tongue/mouth.pun intended. wowww. its late. shld i go off now and like do some work? what im gonna do now :&lt;br /&gt;1) complete tt emath past yr ppr&lt;br /&gt;2) read up tt phys chp 14 i think&lt;br /&gt;3) chem-chp 12. the one on metals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shld be these few only. im so scaredd. i used to be gd in chem n had confidence. after doing so badly in the last commn test, i hate chem n lost confidence. pretty soon ill hate all subjects. oof. i complain so much. i shld stop complaining and whining and get my donkey outta this chair and onto the bed to study. haha. ill get my donkey only. nt my body. dont mind me, im just a little off. cos the coffee bottles right beside me, and im nt drinking it. acca thik hai. byee. tutu[the msn emoticon] nite pple who read this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-112724255463555636?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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he wont tell me cos i cant do anything anyway. but still. hmm. and just now i was comign up the staircase, and we met. he didnt even acknowledge me! hmph! i need to bathe. its getting late. but my eye hurts so much. one eye, my left one, is closed cos its hurting. and i cut my hair! nothing else. exams coming up in 4 weeks. really realy scared. acca. ei bar shai! tutu[the msn emoticon]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-112660809188132984?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/112660809188132984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=112660809188132984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;HAPPY 15th BIRTHDAY TISHA!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;h&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;/span&gt;40th &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;i&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;t&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;y s&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;n&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;o&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;e!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okayy. so lets see, the last time i updated this place was on... i dunno. no idea. whatever. anyways, this entry is once again for bhaiya. cos i dun think he knows my msn space add and thats the one i  update more often. anyways, i shall just describe in a nutshell how the dawat was. well. i didnt quite like it la. cos like everyone was loud. or maybe cos im just rude/ unfriendly, like what di 'said". i dunno. upol bhaiya sakib bhaiya n meenhaj bhaiya was there. it was damn funny. they were like cracking jokes. really funny ones. but i didnt laugh much cos i think im funnier. kumuzu bhaiya like killed a few million brain cells cos he was so worked up trying to prove his point right to all of us. it was hilarous. wish you were there. i was really bored. hey! ndp today! ill be dancing. well, so will you! hahaha. oh! ar ki??? nothing else la. ill go update my msn space now. btw, the address is &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/saaqi09/"&gt;http://spaces.msn.com/members/saaqi09/&lt;/a&gt; . you told me to tell you everything about me, but i obviously wont. so you can just go read my blogs. k then. tts all. off to the other saaqi to update. bye!!! take care!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-112352773750157227?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-112004352133050857</id><published>2005-06-29T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T19:13:41.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>special!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okay. this is a special entry. just for bhaiya. it's his birthday tomorrow and i dun think i can come online tmr cos ive got choir n relatives are coming over at night. so im doing this now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;well. happy 20th birthday!!! all the best in life and may Allah grant you all your wishes and give you a long healthy life ahead. oh! and tt u become a great bodybuilder. and win a lifetimes supply of creatine(?) and green tea and entry to any gym.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;thanks for basically everything tt you've done for me. like all your help and encouragement and support. for "bailing" me out of trouble a lotta times, esp since sec 1. i really appreciate all that you've done for me this yr, during tt time when there was a misunderstanding. and also the time in secondary 1, when i got into trouble with my bangla sch classmate. you've been gr8, and i know you'd continue getting better with each passing day. and for being such a good role model. brains, looks, attitude and all [though sometimes all your perfect stuff annoys me cos pple tend to compare me to you. you know who they are, but dunno who they exactly are] really admire you for like the talent you've got. you're like so perfect at times. you got like accepted into like thousands of colleges, got an extremely prestigious scholarship, even got into like (wont say. smthg in sg tt mum wants u to study). and like, you're good in everything!!! sports too. and you're also popular. prom king of rj. it feels so good t boast abt you to my frens, cos I know my brother is extra-ordinary. well, i think so even if no one does. what else? you've done a lot of things but right now i dun rmb anyting else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and well, its gonna be really different when you leave for ur studies next year. soemtimes i wishh you'd go [yes. sry for the hurtful truth] but sometimes i really wish you;d just stay and study here. but you know better, and i guess it wld indeed be better for you to go there and study. more convenient ;D. gonna really really miss ya. but another yr for tt, so we shld cherish the time with u now. what else??? i s-uck at writing these kinda stuff. its the best i cld manage. sorry. take care!! and happy birthday. have a gr8 day ahead!!! go out and partyy. sad tt ns screwed up the day for u. love ya!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i know this entry seems cheesy. sorry abt tt. but i mean everything i say and im glad i wrote it all. hope bhaiya reads this. k then. to my msn space now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-112004352133050857?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/112004352133050857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=112004352133050857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112004352133050857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/112004352133050857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/06/special.html' title='special!'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111946573820168642</id><published>2005-06-23T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T02:42:18.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyyy there</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heyyyyyyy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;k sry. i know ive been neglecting this blog for qt some time. but like nowadays, my computer behaves like &lt;s&gt;moshoor&lt;/s&gt; and also cos i like my space better. ill only add additional info here, those tt i dun write in my space. but now theres nth i dun write in my space. ive even declared tt i dun like anyone. so just bound over to my space. the link can be found on the previous entry in saaqi. sorry kay? im sleepy and tired. and i wanna mug a little b4 sleeping cos i might be gg out tmr. luv ya pple! bye!!! tc!! *hUgz*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111946573820168642?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111946573820168642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111946573820168642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111946573820168642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;back here after a long time huh? cos i got an MSN Space and i update that more frequently than this. but i've been neglecting that for quite some time too. i've got the time[i think] but sometimes i dont feel like updating or there's nothing to write abt! as if! i've got so much to say! i never run out of things to say. maybe i do,once in a while. but tts only sometimes. like when i totally zonk out. like after the first ccr. wow! i seem to like ndp reharsals a lot huh? yup! i cant wait for the 18th. at the padang! wonder how its gonna be like. btw, whats the exact spelling of reharsal? i always like,get it wrong or smthg. and i cant be bothered to check the dictionary. what a lazy pig. hmm. go check out my MSN Space at &lt;a href="http://spaces.msn.com/members/saaqi09/"&gt;http://spaces.msn.com/members/saaqi09/&lt;/a&gt;. yup. i dunno if its interesting. maybe only if you know who im talking abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;oh!im supposed to practise paragraphing my entries. gebss told me to. cos i wrote one whole big chunk of junk. hey! tt sounded nice. chunk of junk. but it reminds me of tune. like "chunks in olive oil" or whatever la. hmm. what else? i seem like to the "name" saaqi a lot. wonder why. ahaha. woh sharabi kya sharabi jo nashe mein na raahe. speaking of which, i was at di's house yesterday, and we tried choreographing steps for dhoom and saaqi to dance at imi apu's wedding. but we gave up cos the song's like abt sharab and it's a muislim wedding and we'd also have to wear clothes which we're not comfy in. so we settled for dola re dola cos the steps are choreographed. and im paro and di's chondromukhi. yeah. so ill just hv to learnt he steps. so far so good la. i like it. at least its the kind we'd nomally dance to. but the song is like, two women fighting for the same guy. argh!! i wont want di ever casting any nazar on &lt;s&gt;kk&lt;/s&gt; or &lt;s&gt;third&lt;/s&gt; or any guy  i like. and she cant! cos theyre younger! muahahahahah! okkok. enough for now. ill go bathe.sigh. life really sucks. like it sthe hols and i cant go out. how miserable. and im growing more and more "rebellious" day by day. ahh heck la. not l;ike anyone cares. ok. i stink now. better go bathe. tc! and yeah. keep on tagging all those nonsense you "anonymous" person. at least it'll keep this place alive. and go get a tagboard in ur fake clog too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111855620521744697?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111787142188393502</id><published>2005-06-04T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T15:50:21.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aloo there</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;heyy.i dun feel bad abt not updating cos ive not been lazy.just tt i dun have time.ill spare u guys the cheap stuff abt how the ndp things turned out to be screwed up.ill try to blog abt the rehersals another time k?like summarise all into one.and i hope i can really get into ndp.now i realise i wanna be in it badly n i dun mind the long hours and missing blls and all.seriously.in fact,i WANT to skip blls.yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hmm.arent there some times when u really feel like seeing someone and u kind of "ache"  to see someone?those times really suck,especially when the person's nt close to you and u know its not easy to contact the person or see him/her.hmmm.and im staring at the persons photo now.haha.keep on guessing who it is.di wld def know.actually she wont.cos she'd think it's like &lt;s&gt;kk&lt;/s&gt; or someone.nope.clue:its a girl.one of our wonderful cousins.k im gg off now.bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111787142188393502?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111787142188393502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111787142188393502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111787142188393502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111787142188393502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/06/aloo-there.html' title='aloo there'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111721618878237758</id><published>2005-05-28T01:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T01:49:48.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm.i know i shld be updating my blog but i cant really be bothered to.i shall nt write abt obs now.if u wanna read,i recomment ruch's blog.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;sighhh.im nt gonna whone abt my results cos what's done has been done n i cannot do anything abt what has been done.but i can surely do smthg abt what cld be done.shall really mug more than &lt;s&gt;Arid&lt;/s&gt; and do well.or try to.but i dunno how im gonna manage my ugly time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sighhh.from now till 9aug,i have 41choir practises in total.as in the ndp ones n school ones.want to see the timing and days?wait.ill go get the ugly schedule.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;28thmay-choir in sch-0800 to 1230&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;30thmay-choir in sch-0800 to 1730&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;31stmay-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300[shld be]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2ndjune-choir reharsal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;6thjune-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;8thjune-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;9thjune-choir in sch-1000 to 1630&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;10th june-choir in sch-1000 to 1630&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;13th june-choir in sch-0900 to 1200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;14th june-choir in sch-0900 to 1200&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;18th june-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;25th june-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;2nd july-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;9th july-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;16th july-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;25th july-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;30th july-ndp preview-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;6th aug-choir reharsal-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;9th aug-ndp-1000 to 2300&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;k.there's only 19 here.but choir sessions in sch starts when school reopens in the &lt;s&gt;THIRD&lt;/s&gt; term.yup.and so we r practising on saturdays.and ill get to miss bangla school.yayyy!yes,YAY!i remember one month ago,when i saw tt ndp reharsals might be on saturdays n i might hv to miss blls,i was disappointed.really sad.cos yeah.u know why.but now i dun give a dman anymore.and im serious.really serious.cos i dun care abt him anymore.its nt tt i gave up or smthg.i just cant be bothered abt stuff/people who turn out to be such a disappointment and so dud.dud as in.dud check.like.nvm.forget it.oh ya.blls is closed for one whole month!yayyyy!how fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and today,or rather,yesterday had been a good day.two of my "favourite" people went off to different countries.good riddance.peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;you know i shld be sleepign early.but sometime i find di more interesting and fun than sleep.but when i wake up in the morning,i regret.anyways,im gonna rejuvenate my other blog,so check tt out too.just as soon as i put a tagboard in,thn ill advertise my blog to my frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i had a kinder bueno today.feel so guilty but i really wanted some chocolate.oh well.jibone ki ar ase?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and im sad to say tt &lt;s&gt;kk&lt;/s&gt;'s birthday did not go well for me nor di.but nvm.as long as it was fine for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and &lt;s&gt;third&lt;/s&gt; sent some jokes.actually,only two la.but i think his jokes are funny.well,everyone did laugh when i told them the joke.and don't worry.im nt diverting back to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the first joke:i saw you walking down the street.you were looking so divine.your confident poise and attractive face caught my attention.i just simply stared at you,and a song came into my mind: who let the dogs out?[well.by right,it shld be who let the dog out.no.who let the &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt; out?but i still think its nice.to understand the next joke,you need to know bangla.anyways,ill translate it in case some non bengali person stumbles upon my blog]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;recall our first meeting?i was on the train.seated at a seat beside the window.the window was open n i was just looking arnd.u just came up to me all of a sudden.our eyes met n i looked deeply into yours.but you said "Allah was-te dui ta taka den".[well.the last part means,like respect Allah and give me 2takas(bangladesh currency).so its like the joke implies tt ure a beggar la.pretty cool huh?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i guess what di said is right.tt &lt;s&gt;third&lt;/s&gt;'s the kind who'd always keep me happy.nvm.its &lt;s&gt;kk&lt;/s&gt;,and tts final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;k la.guess i better go to sleep or chat properly with di at least.nitez peeps.see ya later alligator.picked tt up frm bean.pretty cute.k la.the end.byeee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111721618878237758?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111721618878237758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111721618878237758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111721618878237758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111721618878237758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111695954241701298</id><published>2005-05-25T02:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T02:32:22.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before i type anything else,here's a big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who's turning 15 today!many many happy returns of the day!hope ur day/life goes along smoothly and may Allah give you all tt u wish for[unless if its nt me]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ok.wrote the main thing tt i wanted to write so im more at ease now.doesnt matter whether i write the rest or not.ok.so my obs story.ill try to include every single detail for my di and brother.they've already heard enough abt my obs stories but i wanna put it down here so tt i can recall everything when im older n turn back to my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;basically all the admin crap.like they introduced our instructors to us,then took a ferry to camp 2[camp 1 is the main obs place.where the leadership pple stayed]thn in camp 2,we took on different roles in out watch[team]i was a day i/c.like thruur he 5 days,there'd be a new day i/c each day.this person wld suck up to the instructor for the day.so i was the day i/c for day 2.more abt tt later.so after selectiong roles,we distributed our dry rations which were supposed to be our breakfast and lunch for the nest 5 days.thn we stuffed them into the obs backpacks which they gave[which smelt worse than some fat ass's BO]so its like the bread tt they gave became&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111695954241701298?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111695954241701298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111695954241701298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111695954241701298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111695954241701298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/before-i-type-anything-elseheres-big.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111695991286572866</id><published>2005-05-25T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T02:38:32.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before i type anything else,here's a big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the one who's turning 15 today!many many happy returns of the day!hope ur day/life goes along smoothly and may Allah give you all tt u wish for[unless if its nt me]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ok.wrote the main thing tt i wanted to write so im more at ease now.doesnt matter whether i write the rest or not.ok.so my obs story.ill try to include every single detail for my di and brother.they've already heard enough abt my obs stories but i wanna put it down here so  tt i can recall everything when im older n turn back to my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;day 1:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;basically all the admin crap.like they introduced our instructors to us,then took a ferry to camp 2[camp 1 is the main obs place.where the leadership pple stayed]thn in camp 2,we took on different roles in out watch[team]i was a day i/c.like thruur he 5 days,there'd be a new day i/c each day.this person wld suck up to the instructor for the day.so i was the day i/c for day 2.more abt tt later.so after selectiong roles,we distributed our dry rations which were supposed to be our breakfast and lunch for the nest 5 days.thn we stuffed them into the obs backpacks which they gave[which smelt worse than some fat ass's BO]so its like the bread tt they gave became squashed then already.wld u like to imagine the state of it in another 4 days or so?yup.so we sorted out all these.we did only onen activity on day 1.belay drill.it was a height activity,where u're simply supposed to climb a pole.it wasnt even scary at all.the main purpose of tt activity was to see whether we cld belay.i felt bad for aisyah[she belayed me]anyways,for belaying,we had to wear a harness n it looked damn gross cos like.k nvm.some things r better left unsaid.oooo.i sound so i dunno.different?ok.besides tt,we learnt how to pitch a tent.a real tent,mind u.where uve got to use the cotton twine/nylon string.its damn annoying to pitch tents cos u only use it for the night then uve got to pack it again n all.n we cooked by the seashore.cld watch the sunset.damn nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;hmm.then we ate n all and had loads of leftover which we had to bury in the sand.so its like at night,when we were sleeping[or trying to] a lot of dogs and bitches[as in the dogs,nt us crescentians] were fighting over the buried food.n poor &lt;s&gt;yohanna&lt;/s&gt; had to get out of the tent then cos her nose was runny and all.so scary.both of us were the only awake ones in our tent.i thought tt i shld follow her,but was too scared.sorry.so tts  the end of day 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;day 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the kayaking day.woke up early.folded our tents n met ju[our instructor] and practised our rowing n all.on land and sea.then b4 we set off for camp 1,it was like cat1.so we had to sit in the shelter.for an hr or so.n it was past lunch time n i didnt hv breakfast either.so i was really starving.so we got one watch to give us a packet of biscuits.one one biscuit for lunch tt day.anyways,after cat 1 cleared off,we set off for camp1.btw,&lt;s&gt;ruch&lt;/s&gt; was in my watch.so we were on the same kayak.had fun la.k.nt exactly.she was really trying to take control.i wanted to tell her to shut up,but decided i shld just follow cos i got into a lot of trouble b4.n i dun think i need any more bitching.and all these cos they thought i spammed.my ass la!anyways,back to obs.so while we were kayaking,a fish got into our kayak.at the front.and we kept kayaking off course.so annoying.ugh!then after we reached camp1,i realised i had trouble walking.cos i got fibreglass in my arms n legs n they hurt alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyways,then we bathed[yes,bathed!i did bathe.piece of info to everyone who believed the person who said i didnt bathe!]n got ready for rockclimbing.climbed till 9 metres.thn was too tired and also cos i cldnt find any other knob to hold onto.so i gave up and requested to be brought down.and was.then ju had to leave n my buddy grp instructor,iskander,took over.he's damn nice.funny and like cool.so we followed him n he kept ordering me to do this and tt.who cares.nt like i  did them all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;the staying place for tt night was the scariest.im nt gonna tell u abt it now cos im freaking out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;[but di and i are chatting abt kk.so i guess i,feeling good.and i also opened kks picture.ahaha.this day is dedicated to him]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;trekking.one word to describe it.HORRIBLE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyways,im gonna continue my obs stories another day k?illc ome back to the prresent now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;got backmarks.doing so horrible.in fact,i dun even wanna talk abt it.anyways,wehn we reached the mrt station,there was little boy with his parents.omg!he was HANDSOME!if this guy was my age,i swear i wld've fallen for him.so handsome.and hes only abt 4 or smthg.brown hair,clear grey eyes and he was dressed so coolly.ughhhh.handsomeee!he's gonna hv so many admirers.god.seriously running out of better-than-average looking guys n sg.dun u think so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;so i was reading xiaxue's blog.very interestng u know.but too bad i dun hv too much time or i wldve read every thing.[in honour of kk,di n i are putting kks pic as our dps.ahaha.nt like i dun hv it every other day.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;acca,i think i wanna go off now.sry.and bye.and nitez.and liverpool will win the match,dun wry.nitezzzzoff to dreamland where i dream of .....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111695991286572866?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111695991286572866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111695991286572866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111695991286572866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111695991286572866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/happy-birthday.html' title='happy birthday!!!!'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111664989073257153</id><published>2005-05-21T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T12:31:30.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heyy there</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im back from obs.and i promise to put every single detail abt obs in here.but not today.extremely tired.but i wld update la.just had to edit something abt my last post.i really realised i wanted to n so i did.took out something.which i now realise tt i wanted to take out since a long time cos i do nt give a damn abt &lt;s&gt;it&lt;/s&gt; anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;*p.s[to di]: stil feel smthg when i hear o o jaane jaana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111664989073257153?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111664989073257153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111664989073257153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111664989073257153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111664989073257153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/heyy-there.html' title='heyy there'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111600662018857100</id><published>2005-05-14T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T12:33:38.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>interesting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heyy.thought this might be interesting.something from kabalarians.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description of Your First Name of: Ridi&lt;br /&gt;Although the name Ridi creates idealism and the urge to help others, we emphasize that it limits your versatility and scope, tuning you to technical details. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the nervous system, and elimination system.&lt;br /&gt;Your name of Ridi creates a desire to be of service to others, but its practicality and attention to detail restrict spontaneity. This name creates much frustration, nervous tension, and personal unhappiness because you are not able to realize your ambitions and ideals. You desire your life to be orderly and systematized and you keep your surroundings neat and tidy, but others often see you as fussy over little things. You are a patient person and you will work hard one step at a time to accomplish your endeavours. You tend to be thorough in building a solid foundation of fact and logic, but are not inclined to pursue inspirational or creative expression as in music or the arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description of Your First Name of: &lt;s&gt;Rihab&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the name &lt;s&gt;Rihab&lt;/s&gt; creates the urge to be creative and original, we emphasize that it causes procrastination, lack of confidence, and the inability to realize your goals and ambitions. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the fluid systems, and tension or accidents to the head.&lt;br /&gt;Your name of &lt;s&gt;Rihab&lt;/s&gt; gives you the ability to be creative along practical lines of endeavour. Your ideas can be very original and inventive. You enjoy being with people in a social environment. Your personal appearance is important to you, for you desire to make a good impression on others. Your pleasant manner attracts people to you with their problems and you are capable of offering practical advice, though you would probably not follow such advice yourself. This name causes you to be somewhat too concerned with the personalities, problems, and activities of other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Description of Your First Name of: &lt;s&gt;Shoaib&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Although the name &lt;s&gt;Shoaib&lt;/s&gt; creates an interest in the deeper aspects of life, we emphasize that it causes an emotional intensity that is hard to control. This name, when combined with the last name, can frustrate happiness, contentment, and success, as well as cause health weaknesses in the heart, lungs, bronchial area, and nervous system.&lt;br /&gt;Your first name of &lt;s&gt;Shoaib&lt;/s&gt; has given you a clever, deep mind and the talent to excel in highly inspirational lines of endeavour as a dramatist, musician, writer, or artist. You can be lifted by beauty in all forms and you are at the most creative when inspired. Your expressive, affectionate nature responds very quickly through your feelings, but you must guard against being possessive and jealous. You feel and sense much that you do not fully understand and cannot express. Your delight in mystery could draw you into occult studies or religions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;tts abt it i guess.im sry to the pple whose names i looked for.but i had a reason.luckily they wnt ever find out.and even if they do,what cld they do to me?eat me up?horrible cannibals.wanted to update my blog.but i think i wld rather ogle at john now.sry.feeling lazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111600662018857100?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111600662018857100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111600662018857100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111600662018857100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111600662018857100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/interesting.html' title='interesting'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111583314705822027</id><published>2005-05-12T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T01:39:07.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i promised i wld be back and i am.i wld write abt the other stuff i mentioned in my previous entry before gg on to write about my feelings towards some stuff which i heard today.and abt other random stuff.i.e,if i dont doze off by then.ok.the things which i gotta write abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;2nd thing:bus trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha.was fun.my true identity exposed!!we took 61 back from buggs cos i was supposed to goo to di's house[yes.my date]thn like ok la.got on the bus then we plugged in our &lt;s&gt;dicks&lt;/s&gt;man into our ears and were just looking outside for hot guys.ohhh!!!rewind back.i was trying to get into the bus cool-ly.thn my shoelace was untied.so its like i stumbled into the ugly bus and there was this cute guy at the front and he saw me stumbling in.but the guy wasnt exactly cute.too goody-two-shoes for me.like di said,'i like messy guys.'as in nt the goody-two-shoes,but messily cute.forgot he terms.ok.so press the forward button again.so we were looking outside for gdlooking guys.saw a couple.thn we arrived at the busstop behind queensway shopping centre.hmmm...3 guys frm &lt;s&gt;bhavans intl&lt;/s&gt; boarded.when they were boarding,i asked didi,"how do they look?" and she said "nt so good.like &lt;s&gt;pinky&lt;/s&gt;".ok la.so they boarded.typical indian at first.tts what i thought.thn since it was a bendy bus,they came to tt circular place to stand.muaahaha!!! thn the tallest guy suddenly caughtmy attention.he was cute la.like typical chehra.but i dunno.maybe cos he reminded me of the bangladeshi guys.thn they went in front to sit down.since there were 3 of them,2 of the better looking ones sat on those seats tt faced the back,and the other one on the normal seat.yup.so convenient for me right?those pple were also crooks.iccha kore,cos they knew they were being checked out.poor di didnt exactly hv a gd time cos they were too young for her.but dun wry,i didnt flirt or anything.just looked.thn got caught red-handed checking them out qt a few times.nvm.nt like they cld do anything.nth else besides tt la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;on to the THIRD thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;meeting &lt;s&gt;ankon&lt;/s&gt; online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha.as those pple who read my blog know,my display picture on msn is &lt;s&gt;ankon&lt;/s&gt;'s picture.so anyways,on monday,me di and z were chatting.and all of a sudden,di msgs on msn saying he's onlineeee!wahhh!the "hurahuri"!!!i had to likequickly change my dp and all n msn happened to screw up just then.anyways,managed to change it in time in the end.just before he msged.so yup.duh i was happy to see him online.after ages.then got many photos of him now.so happy.and his baby pictures too!!!woo hoo!and he's handsome now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wld prob divert back to him,but i'm nt gonna let &lt;s&gt;arid&lt;/s&gt; think im a loser or something.but someone's really nice.like he was so friendly the very first time we met online,and he didnt even hv any idea of who i was.thought he'd be pissed when i add him,but instead he was super nice.&lt;s&gt;arid&lt;/s&gt;,on the other hand,seemed like a sarcastic idiot or smthg.like he already knows who i am,as in,he didnt know my emailadd,btu he knows im z's fren.nvm.im not gg back to him.YET.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;4th fake thing: the surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i can't exactly remember what the fake surprise was supposed to be about.sry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyways,di told me smthg tt one of my own relatives had to say abt me.and it really did hurt a lot.at first i didnt gice a damn.but thn at home,when i thought abt it,i started crying.like.fine.i know im a slacker and all.BUT HELLO?ARE YOU GUYS BLIND???!PROB ARE.i agree tt i did slack a lot when these pple stayed with me last yr,but c'mon.if u do seem to fakely care so much abt me[and i mean FAKELY]thn why didnt u object when i said i dun wanna go to school on tt day?u had the power to do tt.but u didnt.thn what abt u guys being responsible for me wakig up in the morning?instead,ill wake up on my own at 5.15,thn do all the shit myself.and u only brought me to the freaking bus-stop for 10days.after tt i always wenton my own.and u thought u did a huge favour for me by taking care of me.im nt sure as to what i gotta say abt this,but i think it wldve preety much been the same if i was alone at home.so difference.oh!!!difference:nvm.cant say it here.ill appear too much of a &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt;.i think i shld stop here abt these pple cos yeah.im already crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;lets look on the brighter side.ive got my cousin and my brother behind me al the time,unless i do smthg horribly wrong.just happened to pop into my brother's blog again.n i re-read one of his entries which i really like.abt him thrashing up the spammer on said all those awful stuff abt me on &lt;s&gt;sharmeen&lt;/s&gt;'s blog.i know who u are,but you do not know tt i know.try anything funny,and ure so dead.obv tt person wont be reading this.but before she tries another one of her stupid pranks,she shld think twice.no.more than tt.but &lt;s&gt;prasanthi&lt;/s&gt; is nice to me face-to-face,but so mean behind my back.what does she have against me?i didnt see any reason why she had to say those stuff abt me,cos i didnt do anything to her.i just hate &lt;s&gt;adnaan&lt;/s&gt;,but tt doesnt give her any reason to be so mean.and bhaiyas also very nice.like he knows all,but behaves as though he's so innocent and blur.i dunno if he reads this.he says he knows a lot abt me.he prob does.i mean,yeah.he wld.but there's some stuff i wanna tell him but like dunno how to.im not sure whether he knows abt all these,so i wanna inform him cos i hope he doesnt get into trouble.and &lt;s&gt;she's&lt;/s&gt; VERY PRETTY.when i compliment someone,it is a real compliment.cos its rare tt i ever compliment someone.so anyways,my brother and i communicate thru di.how cheap right.so ill prob tell di to tell him to delet those stuff or put them in a seperdate folder,away from dad's reach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;wanted to write abt some other things too.but i guess this is long enough for the time being.yup.some other time.besides,i need sleep.getting headaches too often now,and panadols are harmful if taken everyday.they do damage to ur kidneys.but its just tension headaches,no need to worry.nitez pple.tc!!!will try to update tmr if i can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;john abraham is &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;EXTREMELY&lt;/span&gt; hot&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;.just too good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;didi and i were drooling over him at wont-tell-you time of the night.di wasnt drooling much,but i was absolutely lost in him!!!yucks.sounds not right.but u know what i mean.john's hotness redefined!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;okok.the end for todayyy!bye.nitez,decided not to waste my time n energy writing abt tt loserish freak/jerk who added me on friendster.nitezzzzz~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111583314705822027?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111583314705822027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111583314705822027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111583314705822027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111583314705822027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-promised-i-wld-be-back-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111582469415109534</id><published>2005-05-11T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T23:18:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahahaha!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i feel good!at least i dont feel guilty abt being online.exams are over!!!but somehow i dont feel good.leke pehla pehla pyaar**k.stop singing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i said ill hv a longggggg entry right?ok.ill try.lemme list out the things i wanna write abt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;buggs and how fun it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;and yes!the bus trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;meeting &lt;s&gt;ankon&lt;/s&gt; online!!![and our reactions]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;a surprise.not exactly.but yeah.just read on k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;first thing:buggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;translated:bugis.cos when u type out bugis in smses,it comesout as buggs.so anyways,met my date on the train frm blue valley bus station[redhill mrt station.try to make sense of the attempted joke]so frm then on,ur lameness n laughing for no reason began.we hv so much fun together,and today's date was very fun.and we havent gone out for ages,so todays date felt gr8!didn't it?haha.thn we ate at seoul garden.it was like damn cheap.cos we arrived at buggs at what ten plus,and the dokan pats werent open yet.so we had to fakely look at those cart-like shops which sell earrings.thn had this ice cream.the gelatin icecream or whatever its called.qt nice.though we had a bad combo.ferrero and vanilla.but the ferrero was like badami.as in the taste.like nutty taste.get it?so after having icecream,we walked arnd more,in an attempt to mke more space.but its like we were already feeling tired[yes.just shows how unfit we are]anyways,at 1140,we gave up and went to taiwan plateau[seoul garden].we thought we'd be the first customers but luckily there was this ugly guy who was there before us.he was alone!poor guy.anyways,my date and i ended up getting the table beside him.thn we were thinking abt how pple can like eat alone outside.like besides it being loserish,its like ....i dunno how to explain.anyways,stupid idiotic lame-ass jokes when we were eating.but i dun think i wanna share them here,cos some are pretty &lt;s&gt;sick&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;acca ok.i wanan end off here for now.dun wry.ill be coming online later and updating.yup.ill try to.if im not too busy chatting.&lt;s&gt;sighhh.thought ankon might be coming online.shit.am i reverting back?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111582469415109534?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111582469415109534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111582469415109534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111582469415109534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111582469415109534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/muahahaha.html' title='muahahaha!!!'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111555039368562333</id><published>2005-05-08T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T19:06:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'>matha gandha</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;my frequency of headaches has increased.and so has the number of panadols i take.dunno how many i take a day cos of the horrible headaches.i've become a drug addict.get it?cos panadol's a drug.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;ahaha.cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;let me proclaim some stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;i love di and my brother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;they can be such nice sweet caring pple.and theyre so nice.im nt good with adjectives so i really hv no idea how to explain it.just popped into bhaiya's blog.hahaha.he thoughti read his blog.nope i dont.i pop into it like once a month oor so but half the time dun understand what he writes abt.tts the problem.his english is too good for me.like,he's the english pro[and also in all other subjects] and im like...i guess you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyways,im damn pissed.stupid &lt;s&gt;moshoor&lt;/s&gt; er mother.she's a &lt;s&gt;bitch&lt;/s&gt;.hasnt learnt her lesson.her stupid son shle be kicked out of blls.u know what she said abt me?she called up my bangla teacher and was like, "kabir bhai er meye kibhabe 3rd highest pai ar amar chele ato kharap korse?" thn she demanded to know who marked the paper and all.so stupid.like screw her.obv i did better cos i worked hard n also hv wonderful braincells inherited frm my parents.with parents like u guys,ur son wld nvr do well.im sry.tt was bad.but really.look at their mentality!hmph!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;anyways,i know my blog a longgggg entry after exams.do not wry.after all the papers,i wld write a longgggg entry,with details of what happened every day last wk.btw,important discovery.analyse the word "saaqi' carefully. CAREFULLY.ok.a clue. SAaQI.look at s and a.or rather,a and s.then q and i.or,i and q.get it?keep on thinking!hahahaa.damn funkAy.nvr realised tt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111555039368562333?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111555039368562333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111555039368562333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111555039368562333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111555039368562333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/matha-gandha.html' title='matha gandha'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111527954312910316</id><published>2005-05-05T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-05T15:52:23.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saddd</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;im sad.why?just cos my cousin who leaves in bd didnt leave offliners for me in yahoo though she came online yesterday.a 'kemon acho' wld do too.oh well.i can't do anything if they choose nt to remember me.i get so emotional by the slightest thing.but sometimes some stuff really do hurt.but i can't say it here.bye.gotta study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111527954312910316?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111527954312910316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111527954312910316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111527954312910316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111527954312910316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/saddd.html' title='saddd'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111520440373023756</id><published>2005-05-04T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T19:00:03.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;yup.once again im bored.so another quiz.no idea why some words are in all caps.k thn.the long-awaited quiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you BELIEVE IN LOVE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;guess so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you have a gf/bf? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's for me to know and for you to guess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you want one? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;maybe.yup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you SMOKE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you ever TRIED SMOKING? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you DRINK? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;duh i drink.a saaqi after all&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WHAT/WHERE/WHEN DO YOU DRINK? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;why do you need to know so much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you CUT (SELF MUTILATION)? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no!i may be a nutcase but i'm not insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;WHAT/WHERE/WHEN DO YOU CUT? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;saw the answer to the previous ques?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you DO WELL IN YOUR STUDIES? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;can i choose not to answer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;do you like your PARENTS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yup.no.i LOVE them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you ever FAILED A SUBJECT? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;heh.yup.this yr only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you ever KISSED ON THE FIRST DATE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;"don't kiss and tell" -one of the rules for dating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you GONE BUNJEE JUMPING? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nope. no guts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you been to a ROCK CONCERT? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;does the michael jackson one count?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you ever SPENT MORE THEN 100DOLLARS ON SOMEONE ELSE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;not tt generous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;have you GOTTEN INTO SERIOUS TROUBLE INSCHOOL? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;define serious pls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;are you a GEEK OR ONE OF THE POPULARKIND? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;popular!!!haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;are you ANTI-SOCIAL OR A SOCIAL BUTTERFLY? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;anti-social!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;are you INTO FOLLOWING THE LATESTTRENDS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i set the trends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;are you SERIOUS or FUNNY? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;funny most of the times.act,its more of LAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what SONG did you last listen to? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sun suniyo,frm musafir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what was the LAST THING YOU ATE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;doritos chips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what was the LAST WEBSITE YOU WENT TO? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the wheel of fortune site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what was the LAST SMS YOU RECEIVED? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the one where di said "im nt imi appu".cos i sent her the wrong msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what was the LAST THING YOU WROTE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;'msg.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what was your LAST ANNOYANCE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;rather nt disclose it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;what do you THINK OF THIS SURVEY? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;pretty cool.better than yesterdays.no.boths ok.i need to waste time anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;k.tts abt it.anyways,i hv things to write abt.but after exams.btw,mum n khalamoni gg to bd.sighhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111520440373023756?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111520440373023756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111520440373023756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111520440373023756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111520440373023756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/another-quiz.html' title='another quiz'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111514479090809187</id><published>2005-05-04T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T02:26:30.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ugly cheap quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i have no idea whatsoever why i pasted this whole junk here.maybe im bored.oh well.nvm.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. WHAT IS YOUR FULL NAME? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sarah bte. kabir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. WHAT COLOR PANTS ARE YOU WEARING? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i'm wearing a blue skirt.so yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. WHAT ARE YOU LISTENING TO RIGHT NOW? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;nothing.was listening to songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. WHAT ARE THE LAST 4 DIGITS OF YOUR PHONE NUMBER?  &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;7312[you can just ask directly if you need my number =p]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE/DRANK ? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.IF YOU WERE A CRAYON, WHAT COLOR WOULD YOU BE? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;blue.or maybe black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. HOW IS THE WEATHER RIGHT NOW? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;it's an unearthly hour so i can't see the freakin' weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. LAST PERSON YOU TALKED To? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;my mom.chatting with di now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. THE FIRST THING YOU NOTICE ABOUT THE OPPOSITE SEX&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;?i don't notice only one thing.but the first wld be looks or smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. DO YOU LIKE THE PERSON WHO SENT YOU THIS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. HOW ARE YOU TODAY? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;kinda depressed actually.and def stressed!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. FAVORITE DRINK NON ALCOHOLIC? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;cock&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. FAVORITE DRINK, ALCOHOLIC? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i have tried one.but won't call it my fav.so no ans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. FAVORITE SPORTS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;cricket!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. HAIR Color? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;black with purple highlights...what do u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;16. EYE COLOR? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. DO YOU WEAR CONTACTS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. SIBLINGS AND THEIR AGES? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;1 bro, 19+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19. FAVORITE FOODS? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;too many&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20. WHO WOULD YOU SAY IS YOUR HERO ? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;er.in what way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;21. LAST MOVIE YOU WATCHED? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;black.excellent movie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22.FAVOURITE DAY? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;friday and saturday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23. ARE YOU TOO SHY TO ASK SOMEONE OUT? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;yes.but it isnt as though pple wld wanna go out with me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24.SCARY MOVIES OR COMEDY? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25. HAPPY ENDINGS OR SAD ? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;somewhere in the middle.happy endings are too fake.n hindi movies nvr have sad endings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26. SUMMER OR WINTER? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;winter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27. HUGS OR KISSES? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;i don't think i mind getting both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28. RELATIONSHIPS OR ONE NIGHT STANDS ? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;relationships&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29. CHOCOLATE OR VANILLA? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;choco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[30-32:irrelevant]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33. WHAT BOOKS ARE YOU READING ? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;a retarded one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. WHAT'S ON YOUR MOUSE PAD ? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;some sg telecom shit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35. FAVORITE BOARD GAME? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;u&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mean bored game&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;?i dont play board games anywa&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"&gt;y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;36.&lt;/span&gt; WHAT DID YOU DO LAST NIGHT? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;danced and some other shitty stuff.stayed awake.admired someone'sm picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;37. FAVORITE SMELL? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the stuff you hate + some nice smelling perfumes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. WHAT IS THE FIRST THING YOU THINK OF WHEN YOU WAKE UP IN THE MORNING ?&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ahaha.can i nt reveal tt here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39. FAVORITE T.V. SHOW ?&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt; show?nt cartoon?hmm.laguna beach is damn funaky.i like stephen!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40. WHO DID U GET THIS FROM?? &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;the shit in the toilet.what do you think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;aahahahaa.k.tts all bye pple.nt gg to school again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111514479090809187?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111514479090809187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111514479090809187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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you and i failed so many subs in the last common tests.ugh.im really really pissed.in fact,after i heard it,i cld almost cry.in fact,i did cry a little.i know im nt as gd as you and what nt.but you know these kinda stuff will eventually get to me,and think abt how i might feel when i hear it.i might be stupid-er.but ive got feelings too right?im nt gonna say tt ill prove you guys wrong by doing well cos sekali i cant do well thn its gonna be worse cos everyone will be like,"what do u do when you study?dont u concentrate?".and they wld also go on to say more hurtful things which really do hurt.ugh.im very very pissed.im looked down upon.and ...nvm.some stuff are still nt apprpriate to be said here.the end.i just wanted to say this and im done.so tts all.bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111511619463401285?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111496562855380679</id><published>2005-05-02T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T00:40:28.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>physicssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;alooohaaaa!!yupyup.im happy.why?just studied physics.i didnt think i wld ever say this.but physics rawks!really.physis is damn interesting.it's almost as gd as geography.so i guess chem is the least interesting.but i hv most interest in chem.screwed.n i do badly in phy.nvm.frm now on,i shall focus slightly more on physics so i can do well in it too.there are so many things u  can know by learnign phy.how n why of things.really cool.now i wld recommend all juniors to take physics.eeee.i sound like a nerd.gg on and on abt phy.anyways,now i hv &lt;s&gt;third's&lt;/s&gt; hp number,&lt;s&gt;kangkong's&lt;/s&gt; picture and also &lt;s&gt;arid's&lt;/s&gt; picture in sssh.can't tell.but i have them!!!haha.u shld see the personal msg of mt msn nick.such a ****.no.im sweet.just confused[as quoted by didi].&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bhaiya's nt home yet.i wonder if ....he shld.hes nt badlooking.i suspect cos he's been gg out a lot lately n comes back really late at night.n he looks very happy n satisfied when he returns.oh well.im happy for him if he's happy.midyrs officially start this wk.yay!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;there are so many things i wanna write abt.today i was smiling away during tuition.there are some things/moments which ull always remember n suddenly smile cos its just special in some way  right?yeah well.i was thinking abt all those.like &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when &lt;s&gt;arid&lt;/s&gt;suddenly entered the scene at the iebv function&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i felt when i saw &lt;s&gt;third&lt;/s&gt; in bd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i first saw &lt;s&gt;kangkong&lt;/s&gt; online n we chatted&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i used to come online last yr when didi tells me either &lt;s&gt;third&lt;/s&gt; or &lt;s&gt;kangkong&lt;/s&gt; was online&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;how i grin like an idiot when someone passes by my class in blls&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what else ah?i know there's a lot but can't think of anything right nw.then there's also the thing on how tisha n i used to spy on p.squared's gang from the 4-tala chaad when we used to go there so didi cld.ok.shaddup.ahaha.its 0031hrs now.bangla school picnic tmr.as in today.im gg.u may say its a waste of time.but its not as though i wld be waking up at 8 to study.so i might as well go.thn i can enjoy myself a little b4 coming home n mugging like mad.n i prob wld be more awake after returning.yup.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday i went to blls.such a waste ot time yesterday.but later on was damn funny in class.when teacher had to leave for a while and the ugly guys started their jokes.damn funny.but MEAN.n when i say mean.u know what i mean.ahaha.mean and mean.get it?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyways,ive decided to introduce a new section into my blog.its like something new everyday.like some extra info.shit la.i had thought of a perfect "name" for the section but i forgot now.anyways,its really late and i gotta go.and also bhaiya's back.so.the end for today.bye.nitezzzz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111496562855380679?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111496562855380679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111496562855380679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111496562855380679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111496562855380679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/2005/05/physicssss.html' title='physicssss'/><author><name>meme</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12454837.post-111485775588086116</id><published>2005-04-30T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T18:42:35.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;someone tell me how funky my new blog is.dont u think this blog is way cooler than the other one?i think its cos of the way it colour fades away or smthg.nth much to say.in fact i wanna go offline but my blog looks damn stale so i decided i shld post another entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;was forced to go to bangla sch today.nth much happened.was damn boring.3 girls,7 guys.ugh!sat alone cos soumi didnt go.then &lt;s&gt;someone&lt;/s&gt; didnt go either so i felt blls was even more of a waste of time.y was i forced to go?teacher didnt even go thru our papers in detail.she read out my compo to the whole class.so malu-ating.like obv it was all fake and the guys started laughing when teacher read out tt i wanna become a good respectable person when i grow up cos it was so fake.then at one point teacher went out of the class.thn the screwedup guys of my class started their jokes.no.act they were making fun of the other guys.damn funny.even i was laughing.ok.645 now.shall go off n get smthg to eat.bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111485775588086116?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111485775588086116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ms;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ehh.i wanted to update this blog but i forgot what i wanted to say.and tts why didi called me choti.ok la.tts all.exams coming.damn stressed.im gg off nowww...bye!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111476591767990057?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com/feeds/111476591767990057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12454837&amp;postID=111476591767990057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111476591767990057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12454837/posts/default/111476591767990057'/><link 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MS;color:#999999;"&gt;yup.so i needed a new blog cos of some reason which i cant say.so here it is.and only my best fren will know this.tts enough.i dont need anyone else.i do.and i hv them.so what else?no way am i exposing my name and etc.so this is all for today.gotta get some sleep or ill look worse than a zombie.nitez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#999999;"&gt;ps:&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;a big hug and thank you to my bestest fren who has helped me with my blog!love ya loads!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12454837-111453801007766873?l=more-of-sarahk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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