<?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-35602789</id><updated>2011-08-16T11:01:35.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ANARCHAOS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5485662526063044678</id><published>2011-01-12T22:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T22:38:24.038-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x73/cookie_head515/Photography/photooography1-1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 375px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x73/cookie_head515/Photography/photooography1-1.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You animate my life :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5485662526063044678?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5485662526063044678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5485662526063044678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5485662526063044678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5485662526063044678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2011/01/you-animate-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i181.photobucket.com/albums/x73/cookie_head515/Photography/th_photooography1-1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-500420472410305165</id><published>2010-11-14T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T10:09:22.639-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#333333;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af168/kekito94/DSC01625.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00;color:#333333;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 333px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 203px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af168/kekito94/DSC01625.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;BEST FRIENDS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; label me a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;noob&lt;/span&gt; if you want. Jessi Slaughter, one of the most hot topic during June this year. Why is she a hot topic? She has been hunt down and beaten up by her haters due to her trashing some people who seems to hate her. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so many have decided to ignore her and move on. But here I am stuck in your grandmother's era and shall voice out my opinion about her. Here are the several factors that I want to cover on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Being too egoistic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; so she brags about how great is she. About her being beautiful without makeup on, having three boyfriends and being linked to a popular &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; band. We all hate braggers. Even the braggers themselves. Ironic much? But the irony of it is not something that I want to talk about. She should have think twice about what she is saying. Yes she did mention that she is 'brain dead' because she woke up at 12 am in the morning for I don't know what the reason is. So here is some piece of advice. You should at least have enough rest before doing a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vblog&lt;/span&gt;. Whatever you say or do in a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;vblog&lt;/span&gt; might affect an individual directly on indirectly. Make sure you are ready and consider on what you are about to say. If you are not that impromptu kind of person then DON'T DO A &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VBLOG&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Not a poser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Seriously speaking here. Do you even know what a poser is? In her video she mentioned that she is not a poser. She is not scene or &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt; and that she is just being herself. Don't be so sure about that. Raccoon tails and snakebites? The last time I checked raccoon tails and snakebites are what scene kids wear. Now you are telling people you are getting raccoon tails and snakebites? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, I think I have the right to say this, I bet almost all teenagers are posers. Count me in. I wear what other 'metal heads' wear. There are the punks, the hippie, the high class whores, the ghettos and so much more. If you are not a poser you would be wearing your underwear on your head and your shoes on your hand. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, not only teenagers almost all age groups. There is a reason why fashion magazines exist in the first place. Us being teenagers we are trying to find ourselves. We try on different styles until we find one that we are comfortable in. So don't say you are not a poser and start criticising others about being a poser! I am sure each and every one of you follow somebody you idolise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are being too mean!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;"If you can't stop hating, you know what? I'll pop a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;glock&lt;/span&gt; in your mouth and make a brain slushy." Talking about words of wisdom. I expected better from a 11 year old girl. But this is trash talking! My goodness. No wonder people are hunting you down. Have you ever heard of karma or retribution? I'm sure all of you do. That is why when you do something bad, retribution will get back at you. For every bad sentence that she said I bet she get a mouth full of fist for it. I have to say, as a troll, I once said bad things about people. And guess what? I got about four people trashing me. I'm just speaking from my own experience. No doubt, I regret doing it. But come to think of it, people do give a damn about all this minor and unimportant things as this. They give a damn about what little kids have to say. How amazing! The world do listen to kids! I thought they would really ignore childish deeds but no they don't. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Realising her mistakes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;But there is something positive I have to say about this girl. Really I do. Firstly, she does not have suicidal thoughts on what she is going through. If I were to be her, I would already be thinking about slashing. Another thing is that, she does realise her mistakes and her wrongdoings. Got to congrats her for that. Her being straight forward for an 11 year old girl is something that I have to be impressed of. When I was 11 years old all I would do is too keep quiet and criticise people in my diary. No kid, I would do that. Lastly is that she actually bears with all the criticism and goes with the flow by going to counselling. Kudos to you Jessi!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So that is all that I have to say. Sometimes no matter how bad that person or thing is, we should always see a good side of it. Be it a minor good thing. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder if you ever regard me as a best friend. It seems like our years of friendship seems to go to waste. I have always appreciate you but do you ever &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; me? I have done so many things for you and never ask anything in return. I do all those things for you because I know that I owe you a lot. I try so hard to impress you just so that you appreciate me like how I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; you. I have cried buckets of tears when you ignored me. I guess I don't deserve your friendship? Maybe you are better with your other group of friends? Or was it her who brainwashed you? I have to say that I had enough of this drama. I am sick and tired of you treating me like this. I guess I have no use in your life anymore. Its alright, any sooner I will get a new life and it does not involve you. Because all it matters to you is those friends of yours. I have nothing against you or your friends. It just me who &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; deserve your kindness. I guess this is a goodbye for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-500420472410305165?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/500420472410305165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=500420472410305165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/500420472410305165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/500420472410305165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/best-friends-ok-label-me-noob-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7474366193224712398</id><published>2010-11-06T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T21:41:37.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m152/Kayla4291/photography/z130293280.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m152/Kayla4291/photography/z130293280.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Although I may not have the chance to be in love with you again, could I at least spend time you? You presence have made me so happy. You have never failed to cheer me up even on worst days. With you around, my life doesn't get any better than this. So, will you be there when I need you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/35602789-7474366193224712398?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7474366193224712398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7474366193224712398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7474366193224712398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7474366193224712398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/although-i-may-not-have-chance-to-be-in.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i103.photobucket.com/albums/m152/Kayla4291/photography/th_z130293280.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7849258052186948175</id><published>2010-11-06T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T08:21:18.969-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i346.photobucket.com/albums/p437/podgurski/trolldoll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 329px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 206px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i346.photobucket.com/albums/p437/podgurski/trolldoll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And if you are wondering what kind of troll I am talking about, it is definitely not this troll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I am sure you guys come across the word 'troll' in my blog before or maybe some other websites. But do you ever wonder what it is? Well let me tell you what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; has to say about trolls. So &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; said; a troll is someone who post inflammatory, extraneous, or off topic messages in an online community, such as an online discussion, forum, chat room or blog with the primary intent of provoking other users into a desired emotional response or of otherwise disrupting normal on topic discussion. (And if you are wondering if all of that is true, it is. I approved to what &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/span&gt; said, for I am a troll too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why did I decided to become a troll? It is because I want to get some sense into people who have rather stereotype thinking and people who discriminate others when they themselves are in a mess. Another reason is because I am trying to trash a cliche post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point of having this post is not only to talk about trolls or me being a troll. But also to talk about my dissatisfaction of what other trolls have to say. One of the things that bother me is that some trolls refer to someone mistake due to their race, religion or gender. Or as far as you are concern, age can also be considered. Come on, we are living in a world that is diverse and millennium. What makes you think that just because that person is of a certain race for example, that person is bad? What does the race e.t.c. have to do with his or her mistakes? NO LINK I SAY! The only thing that differs us from each other is what we practice and belief. Our mistakes are almost the same no matter what race/gender/religion we are. Let me give you an example, troll A is saying some Chinese are rude and then troll B is saying some Malays are rude. Now tell me what is the difference between these two views? Race is the difference but the mistakes are the same. So now don't you ever come to me saying this specific race or gender is this or that. Just point out their mistakes! Is it so hard to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, if you are really unsatisfied about a certain someone DON'T link to that person's race/religion/gender/age. Just point out their mistakes. And if some of you who are reading this think that all I do is talk the talk, that I totally understand. I have to admit sometimes I do link other people's mistakes and linked it to their race or gender. I regret for what I have done. After extensive thinking, I would also be displeased if someone were to point out my wrongdoings and link it to my race or gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;For now this is all that I have to say. I will post more &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;dissatisfaction&lt;/span&gt; on another day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7849258052186948175?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7849258052186948175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7849258052186948175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7849258052186948175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7849258052186948175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/and-if-you-are-wondering-what-kind-of.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8637132492630774821</id><published>2010-11-04T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T10:00:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac199/Appleebe/photography/677.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 296px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac199/Appleebe/photography/677.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Can I be by your side once again? I deeply miss you. Almost everything about you is wonderful. From your alluring smile to your benevolent character. I have to admit that I am out of your league. Almost worthless when I'm with you. I guess for now all I will do is to watch you past by and dream that we will be together once again...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/35602789-8637132492630774821?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8637132492630774821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8637132492630774821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8637132492630774821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8637132492630774821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/can-i-be-by-your-side-once-again-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i899.photobucket.com/albums/ac199/Appleebe/photography/th_677.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6525618556675288513</id><published>2010-11-03T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T09:42:40.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i1046.photobucket.com/albums/b465/sarahhoffmann5253/photography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 373px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i1046.photobucket.com/albums/b465/sarahhoffmann5253/photography.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;In the end the truth will always be known&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6525618556675288513?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6525618556675288513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6525618556675288513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6525618556675288513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6525618556675288513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/in-end-truth-will-always-be-known.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6950533834670145209</id><published>2010-11-03T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T08:16:01.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/drunkenparty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/drunkenparty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Feeling like a G6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;OK, for now I am here to talk about something that upsets me. Its been ages since I last troll about something that irritates me. So here it goes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes it is true that everyone wants to know the truth. I totally get that. And sometimes we do fantasize a world whereby everyone is truthful and straight in the face. Well think again. If we are really living in a world where everyone is truthful, there would be two kinds of truthful people. A person who tells the truth in a kind and good way, and a person who tells the truth the harsh way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Mainly in this post, I want to talk about people who tells the truth in a harsh way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes it is good that you tell the truth. Claps for you. But the way you tell the truth don't have to be so harsh! I have to admit that I too tell the truth in a harsh way sometimes but at least I know my limit and I know what I am saying. Unlike people who tell the truth but in a rather boorish way. Not only the words that come out from your funnel I mean mouth is meaningless, but the way you express your say is rather uncivil. Do you ever listen to yourself when you speak? I am sure not. You talk like that more than once. I totally appreciate your truthfulness but you are just doing it wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;In my opinion, telling the truth the right way is to gain more knowledge or at least tell it off nicely. When you gain more knowledge you could at least support your opinion about a certain something or someone. With that people could at least agree and accept the truth. Blabbering the truth does no good because all you do is &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; pouring out meaningless words from your mouth. How in the world are they going to handle that kind of truth when you don't even make an effort to support what you have to say? Or here is another advice to you, just say it nicely! I am sure you are that kind of person who is lazy and don't want to learn more. That is how lazy you are! So stop being a stuck up and learn to tell people the truth nicely. For I don't hate you but despise your barbaric attitude. Change for the better my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6950533834670145209?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6950533834670145209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6950533834670145209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6950533834670145209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6950533834670145209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/feeling-like-g6-ok-for-now-i-am-here-to.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i670.photobucket.com/albums/vv69/funfreak2/Photography/th_drunkenparty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4485920752145037125</id><published>2010-11-02T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T22:29:49.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae250/itsjustshiloh/MostlyPhotography/1288152090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 355px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 254px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae250/itsjustshiloh/MostlyPhotography/1288152090.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I have been lost and now searching my way out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;It has been weeks since we talked to each other. What makes it weird is that I did not miss you. I will never forget how much you suffered when I was no longer in your life. You regretted your wrongdoings towards me. Even though I was a little hesitant, I have decided to give you a second chance to make it right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You tried to change me. How foolish of you. I have always accepted the way you are. Sometimes I do wonder why you want me to change knowing that you liked me in the first place. You might as well ignore me back then. I cried after all that you have said. How heartless can you be? Your cold hearted words are to blame for my sleepless nights.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Like that is not enough to break me down, you betrayed me by satisfying her needs. So much for her being your best friend. I was never jealous, no denial. But I do feel deceived. Why should she be jealous of me? As much as I know, best friends don't mind having their friend to go to somebody whom the like or love. Its obvious that she only wants you by her side. I am sorry to say this but you guys never knew the &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;definition&lt;/span&gt; of best friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;I guess all the nightmares that I used have was trying to tell me to stay away from you. It could just be an answer from Allah s.w.s for the questions that have been longed to be answered. I have to agree that we are never meant for each other. I am sure you deserve someone better than I am. Hope you to are happy with each &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;. Lastly, I would like to say that I am sorry for every mistakes that I have done to you for I am just a human. Goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Sincerely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#666666;"&gt;Wilda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4485920752145037125?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4485920752145037125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4485920752145037125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4485920752145037125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4485920752145037125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-have-been-lost-and-now-searching-my.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i976.photobucket.com/albums/ae250/itsjustshiloh/MostlyPhotography/th_1288152090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8107503994813342701</id><published>2010-03-16T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:58:26.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZE2ofsEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/KEriJC4_wJc/s1600-h/25431_365839487678_336867377678_3383106_5777410_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449172014061301826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZE2ofsEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/KEriJC4_wJc/s320/25431_365839487678_336867377678_3383106_5777410_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of my favourite places to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZEexcZrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/s6zSiT1y83s/s1600-h/25431_365533742678_336867377678_3382291_4129541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449172007656384178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZEexcZrI/AAAAAAAAAOA/s6zSiT1y83s/s320/25431_365533742678_336867377678_3382291_4129541_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us at work. What else do you think we are doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZD70ukzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/4Vsi37s3dhs/s1600-h/25431_365839307678_336867377678_3383094_7755110_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449171998274917170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZD70ukzI/AAAAAAAAAN4/4Vsi37s3dhs/s320/25431_365839307678_336867377678_3383094_7755110_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oooh I love this place!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZDZgY8dI/AAAAAAAAANw/SikloCGpHRE/s1600-h/25431_365537537678_336867377678_3382364_2904580_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449171989062808018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZDZgY8dI/AAAAAAAAANw/SikloCGpHRE/s320/25431_365537537678_336867377678_3382364_2904580_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the pictures from SP Xperience. It was boring at first. Go here go there. Climb the stairs. Go down the stairs. Just to go from one end to another end of the school. It was no kidding when the say SP is as big as 4 to 6 football fields. How should I know?We went to experience being a mariner. When we went into cabins we get to experience being on a boat and helicopter. Woo! Interesting! When we did the project about scooping as many tennis balls within 3 minutes was really fun. We work really hard on it. No kidding. There was really full of anxiety while we were doing the project. Not forgetting excitement. We managed to pick up 20 balls, if I'm not wrong within 1 minute and 15 seconds. None of the balls dropped on the floor. That made us won the competition. Won $10 KFC voucher. How I wish it was Burger King. Burger King rocks! Ok stop. Then a poly student made for up a key chain using one the machines. Cool! Then went to try out the computer aided drawings. I won! I get to spot the difference. That was one of the most interesting courses offered but not my choice. I got something else on mind. So yeah. Going back to the auditorium, they was appearance from one of the popular DJs from I don't know which radio station. But i do recognize the voice from somewhere. He was humorous! Off the hook. We were laughing out loud alright! Cannot tahan!  Muahahaha!! So that was the SP Xperience. One of the most awesome occasions carried out by SP. Thumbs up! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8107503994813342701?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8107503994813342701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8107503994813342701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8107503994813342701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8107503994813342701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-of-my-favourite-places-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S59ZE2ofsEI/AAAAAAAAAOI/KEriJC4_wJc/s72-c/25431_365839487678_336867377678_3383106_5777410_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8365588103640213063</id><published>2010-03-12T20:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T03:07:33.169-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVfaav0ZI/AAAAAAAAANo/QekVOBHSSIk/s1600-h/23604_1388689121546_1361628136_1077477_3240128_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971803646382482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVfaav0ZI/AAAAAAAAANo/QekVOBHSSIk/s320/23604_1388689121546_1361628136_1077477_3240128_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVeT06xUI/AAAAAAAAANg/uKzX3DGj2RU/s1600-h/23604_1388682601383_1361628136_1077468_3640152_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971784697234754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVeT06xUI/AAAAAAAAANg/uKzX3DGj2RU/s320/23604_1388682601383_1361628136_1077468_3640152_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVeNWM_oI/AAAAAAAAANY/1SaPcZ76f20/s1600-h/23604_1388655800713_1361628136_1077439_7288470_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971782957792898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVeNWM_oI/AAAAAAAAANY/1SaPcZ76f20/s320/23604_1388655800713_1361628136_1077439_7288470_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVd7qYFeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/n08Enwq1lQ4/s1600-h/23604_1388663320901_1361628136_1077447_7437005_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971778210567650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVd7qYFeI/AAAAAAAAANQ/n08Enwq1lQ4/s320/23604_1388663320901_1361628136_1077447_7437005_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUzLdV4wI/AAAAAAAAANI/UWdIZj9gTAY/s1600-h/23604_1388682441379_1361628136_1077465_1889712_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971043716489986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUzLdV4wI/AAAAAAAAANI/UWdIZj9gTAY/s320/23604_1388682441379_1361628136_1077465_1889712_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUyjTOgCI/AAAAAAAAANA/oAM5400XkPs/s1600-h/23604_1388598959292_1361628136_1077322_4512713_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971032936644642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUyjTOgCI/AAAAAAAAANA/oAM5400XkPs/s320/23604_1388598959292_1361628136_1077322_4512713_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUyeaJB9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/eWHX4gCOnOM/s1600-h/23604_1388641720361_1361628136_1077431_4147398_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971031623469010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUyeaJB9I/AAAAAAAAAM4/eWHX4gCOnOM/s320/23604_1388641720361_1361628136_1077431_4147398_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971020307271826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUx0QJkJI/AAAAAAAAAMw/mk47ZwSVpVc/s320/23604_1388602079370_1361628136_1077335_4707790_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUxo5kN2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/KKsuFeLuLek/s1600-h/23604_1388601919366_1361628136_1077331_1739731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447971017259759458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sUxo5kN2I/AAAAAAAAAMo/KKsuFeLuLek/s320/23604_1388601919366_1361628136_1077331_1739731_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So those are some of the pictures from 12 march. A roller coaster ride day for me though. Overall it was an awesome day for me. Sports carnival was hell of a moment. This being our last sports carnival, we were really hyped for it. Cheering, singing along to songs that were played and not forgetting the HAKKA. We sec 5s are awesome. To the max! We sure did put on our best show when playing the games. Sadly, I didn't get to play tug-of-war because others wanted to play it. I was suppose to play it and was looking forward to playing it. So I got frustrated. I was sulking throughout. I wanted to spend the rest of my time alone actually, so went to canteen and Ain, Syafiqa, Iza and Huda tagged along. So after eating went to toilet. Caught ain whispering to huda. That made me a little bit irritated though. Haha. After toilet break, out of the blue Dewi took my specs. What? Closed my eyes. At that moment my body all went weak. I know that there was something up. I already cried when Dewi was closing my eyes. Im so sorry Dewi! Then I heard a happy birthday song being sung by my friends. I cried my heart out! I cried because I was frustrated ok! I feel your pain now Syafiqah. Haha! I love my Hello Kitty cake. Not only it tasted nice, the cake was really cute. Or as the Japanese like to say it, Kawaii! After the birthday celebration it rained. Sports Carnival was put to an end and we had to go back to class. In the class we played charade. It was entertaining. The fact that our group won made it more awesome. Haha! Went to hall to see the overall results to who won the games. I have got to say sec 5/2 rocked sports carnival. The owned it alright! Sec 5s this year is the best! No more questions! We made it happen yeah. So thats about it. One of the best sports carnival I have ever had eventhough it rained and no milo truck. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S. Sorry it took to long to post this post. Procrastinated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8365588103640213063?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8365588103640213063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8365588103640213063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8365588103640213063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8365588103640213063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-those-are-some-of-pictures-from-12.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5sVfaav0ZI/AAAAAAAAANo/QekVOBHSSIk/s72-c/23604_1388689121546_1361628136_1077477_3240128_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4890889514987411765</id><published>2010-03-09T03:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T05:09:01.652-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/z122608246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 296px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/z122608246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Kiss this fishy (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that picture cute or what? Don't you dare to answer what. That joke is lame. That picture reminded me of the things that I did and the things that I used to believe when I was young. Let me list for you some of the things that I used to believe when I was young.&lt;br /&gt;When I was young I used to believe that:&lt;br /&gt;-The moon is following me as I am in a moving car.&lt;br /&gt;-Pink dolphin was made from dolphin`s saliva.&lt;br /&gt;-Humans are magnetic, that  is why we don't fall while on earth.&lt;br /&gt;-Spiders could fly.&lt;br /&gt;-I could play the piano.&lt;br /&gt;-Ronald MacDonald, gigantic dolls and mannequins are alive.&lt;br /&gt;How embarrassing was that. I'm sure I'm not the only one who used to believe stupid things. Talking about &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;, so far so good but still so worried over the dateline. Why must the dateline be so close ? Completed with phase one only which is the drawing. Have not even started on painting. Gosh. Hopefully things would work out for me. Nothing dreadful is going to happen. &lt;em&gt;Hopefully...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I have also received my humanities and science results. Calculated and got A1 for science both physics and chemistry add together. But C6 for humanities. This sucks so much. I hate social studies! Why cant they just let bygones be bygones? Why must we learn all these things? Learn from their mistake? Whatever! I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; want to work in the parliament in the future anyway. This shows I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; find the need for social studies! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Grr&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4890889514987411765?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4890889514987411765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4890889514987411765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4890889514987411765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4890889514987411765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/kiss-this-fishy-is-that-picture-cute-or.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/th_z122608246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1867348233857381594</id><published>2010-03-08T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T03:24:57.477-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5TPySAlnGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W4LvSOvXltU/s1600-h/24785_1251068432621_1106798356_30710322_5362775_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446206312132484194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 231px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5TPySAlnGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W4LvSOvXltU/s320/24785_1251068432621_1106798356_30710322_5362775_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok this is awesome. A metal gig is on its way! Woohoo! The day is perfect too, its on a Saturday. It only cost $15. How awesome is that! I want to go to another metal gig! I want to mosh! Head bang! Put my rock on hand in the air and scream as loud as I can! Hell yeah! Hopefully i have no plans on that day. &lt;/div&gt;As most of you know, I went to Paramore`s gig last night. What else can I say? Its off the hook! It was worth the waiting, the money, body aches and losing my voice! They started of with the song ignorance. Pumped! Mosh, headbanging and jumping! Yes, they had mosh in Paramore`s gig. Weird but true.Hey never underestimate Hayley Williams, she can scream! Rock on Hayley. I brought a black snow cap recently and guess what, Hayley Williams wore the same snow cap that I did to the gig! Coincidence much. She was really cute that night. :P The gig made me really high. Yeah it did.&lt;br /&gt;Right after gig we were all drunk. Not because we drink or anything. Gosh I dont drink. It was because we were so high during the gig and it made us go haywire in the brain. Worst come to worse, the bus that we intended to took was full. Lucky us, Syafiqah`s father was able to fetch us. Thank you ! Went home 12 am on the dot. Got really tired, right after showered slept straight away. I did not have the strenght to eat. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Today, I was all tired. It was a good thing that we did not study any heavy topic. It would be a torture if I did. Thanks goodness. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Each and every step  that I take, it just gets better. It never felt this good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-1867348233857381594?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1867348233857381594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1867348233857381594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1867348233857381594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1867348233857381594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/ok-this-is-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S5TPySAlnGI/AAAAAAAAAMg/W4LvSOvXltU/s72-c/24785_1251068432621_1106798356_30710322_5362775_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5662983945614657634</id><published>2010-03-04T04:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T04:35:45.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-ifbH7yTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LxZSE8XLVvs/s1600-h/DSC05246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444749135254898994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-ifbH7yTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LxZSE8XLVvs/s320/DSC05246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-iefIn91I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u0vcs3hnn_I/s1600-h/DSC05243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444749119151667026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-iefIn91I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/u0vcs3hnn_I/s320/DSC05243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is one of the outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-idtaXy7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/TMPFfIt97vg/s1600-h/DSC05245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444749105804331954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-idtaXy7I/AAAAAAAAAMI/TMPFfIt97vg/s320/DSC05245.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another nice outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-icyivWoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3MCvZaoaCQc/s1600-h/DSC05241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444749090001738370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-icyivWoI/AAAAAAAAAMA/3MCvZaoaCQc/s320/DSC05241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ART CLUB HAVE DECIDED TO BE A SPA. HAHA!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-ibw9LOkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/j0nHDDwGtHk/s1600-h/DSC05259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444749072395876930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-ibw9LOkI/AAAAAAAAAL4/j0nHDDwGtHk/s320/DSC05259.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And I have decided to practice on my charcoal drawing skills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to blog yesterday but sadly my connectivity to the Internet failed halfway. So I just decided to switch of my computer without blogging. So here I am blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday marks the last common test. Hell yeah! The last paper that I sat for was Additional Mathematics. The paper was awesome. Why awesome? It was easy! I could do all of the question. Gosh, I thought it was going to be so difficult. I didn't brag or anything. So yeah.&lt;br /&gt;During Art Club, at long last we get to start on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt;. Got to do some drawings on the 6 canvas that was given to us. And I thought she was only going to give us one small canvas, but no it was 6 small canvas which appears to be big once you put it all together. Nice one. Halfway doing the drawings we have to go to the next door. Art club have decided to be a spa, not literally speaking of course. What I meant was, art club have decided to do plaster moulding. If that is what they call it, I guess. Three art club members so called volunteered to have their face plastered. The whole session was kinda fun though. Never thought art club could be this fun. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! I also decided to plastered my hand. The outcome did turn out well but not that convincing for a hand. So that was m Wednesday. Awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;For today as usual, today was another normal day. Quite restless but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;. After school me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;syafiqa&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;amirah&lt;/span&gt; stayed back to do our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SYF&lt;/span&gt; and the best part was that I get to finish majority of the drawing. Yeah! Now all there is left is touch up and painting. That marks my Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;you're&lt;/span&gt; in denial. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5662983945614657634?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5662983945614657634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5662983945614657634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5662983945614657634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5662983945614657634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/03/this-is-one-of-outcome.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S4-ifbH7yTI/AAAAAAAAAMY/LxZSE8XLVvs/s72-c/DSC05246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4584656064314361680</id><published>2010-02-27T04:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T04:03:54.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/48d5opk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/48d5opk.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Each and every step that I take to forget you, never felt so good. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4584656064314361680?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4584656064314361680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4584656064314361680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4584656064314361680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4584656064314361680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/each-and-every-step-that-i-take-to.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk19/laurenloveee3/Photography/th_48d5opk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7808212655071288326</id><published>2010-02-26T02:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T02:39:01.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w289/shealene_2007/photogirlwithheadphones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 295px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i179.photobucket.com/albums/w289/shealene_2007/photogirlwithheadphones.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Its the walls, me and my boyfriend, music. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have deleted my tagged! Hell yeah! Wow, I didn't know it will feel pathetically good. Haha! Now for common test, I am down to 3 papers. Chemistry, Physics and A-maths. Kind to think of it, these 3 have got to be my few favourite subjects. So Im feeling good. Thumbs up! Unlike my social studies. I think I am going to flunk the paper. Who cares, I hate social studies. Did geography paper and it was awesome!! Could do all of the questions but I did forgot to write down some points because I forgot some points. Heh. I know I did my very best. (:&lt;br /&gt;Today was another ordinary day for me, so no more questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I dont care if I dont see you again. Ouch. Muahahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7808212655071288326?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7808212655071288326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7808212655071288326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7808212655071288326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7808212655071288326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-walls-me-and-my-boyfriend-music.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4107544647545168968</id><published>2010-02-24T03:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T04:04:46.185-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/poloshirtsandrupert/PHOTOGRAPHY/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 344px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/poloshirtsandrupert/PHOTOGRAPHY/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Watcha staring at weirdo?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, my legs and arms, they feel like jelly!! If you are wondering why, well it all started when I was having P.E. I hate intensive exercise! I almost sprained my ankle after the shuttle run. Now my legs, arms and stomach muscle feels crammed. Due to push ups, running and singing happy birthday songs 3 times. Haha! There were more than that but I forgot what its called. Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;I know I am in the middle of the common test period, yes I am procrastinating to study geography. I am not a good girl, yes I know. I hate humanities. I know I did not do well for my Social Studies paper just now. Not enough time ok? I did not really focus on studying my Social Studies was another reason to why I did not do well. To many things to do! Homework and CCA is really putting me down!&lt;br /&gt;Talking about CCA, I had to do another google drawing. My goodness! There are still other people who are good in drawing ok. Why me ? I have other commitments too, alright? The due date for the drawing will be on next Monday. Yeah right, like as if I am really going to hand it that early. Give me a break! I am just another normal human life form!! Grr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.S. It is true that knowing too much can hurt you. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4107544647545168968?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4107544647545168968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4107544647545168968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4107544647545168968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4107544647545168968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/watcha-staring-at-weirdo-gosh-my-legs.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b255/poloshirtsandrupert/PHOTOGRAPHY/th_11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-9141149942958466649</id><published>2010-02-20T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:07:05.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://i715.photobucket.com/albums/ww154/cupatkay/logo/logo_tagged.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 60px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i715.photobucket.com/albums/ww154/cupatkay/logo/logo_tagged.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been thinking these days, I feel like deleting my tagged profile. I am seriously speaking. These are the reasons : &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;~I obviously hate the MEET ME app. They click yes on you and then end up clicking no back to them or the other way round. It obviously shows that the person does not like you.&lt;br /&gt;~Recently Tagged is in the urge of a breakdown and this is not the first time. I have been getting spam messages. I am not the only one! Don't their headquarters ever take action for this spam? Or their system is just plain weak?&lt;br /&gt;~Tagged is now conquered by 14 years old kids. Trust me. I clicked here 14 year old. Clicked there 14 year old.&lt;br /&gt;~ Not only 14 years old kids, now it also has been conquered by the M&amp;amp;Ms. Not chocolate. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Minah&lt;/span&gt; and Mat Reps. When I first joined tagged, this infestation did not exist. Seriously. Their flashing backgrounds ,horrible spelling and usage of language can cause blindness. No kidding. Disturbing people is another one.&lt;br /&gt;~Another one that ticks my last nerve would be Mafia War messages. I am not interested in Mafia wars! Got it? I know you are trying to pull me into your army but why not just invite people who are really playing the game?&lt;br /&gt;~Internet flirting just does not work on me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;especially&lt;/span&gt; in tagged. Why would you want to flirt with strangers ? Naive much. Or just desperate? This is caused by MEET ME apps. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;There are more reasons to why I want to delete my tagged but those above mentioned are the major problems that I have been facing with tagged. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didn't&lt;/span&gt; mean to trash tagged, I am just telling you that I hate it. Enough said. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-9141149942958466649?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/9141149942958466649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=9141149942958466649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/9141149942958466649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/9141149942958466649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/sucks-i-have-been-thinking-these-days-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i715.photobucket.com/albums/ww154/cupatkay/logo/th_logo_tagged.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-638843492293541187</id><published>2010-02-15T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T01:06:04.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Ok here I am back and blogging. I had no mood to blog these days. Been busy too. These days my days have been rather boring. Its Chinese New year which also means that a lot of places are closed. So there is no where for me to go. During these holidays I get to catch up with my primary school best friends. Asking them how it is going. What are they up to these days. Typical things. Yeah. I love you guys. Went to Huda`s house to do A. maths homewok. I suck at Intergration. Once Huda thought me how to do it, got a clearer view of the topic. So yeah. Thanks Huda. Seriously speaking, I want a skateboard!! Oh man. Day by day my craving to own a skateboard is increasing. It would be more awesome if I get a deck with no designs on it or an expensive deck with really awesome designs on it. Oooh... I like. No worries, I will get it a deck one day. I will!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-638843492293541187?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/638843492293541187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=638843492293541187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/638843492293541187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/638843492293541187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/02/ok-here-i-am-back-and-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7202114733118177658</id><published>2010-01-11T06:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T07:11:33.414-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S0s5EXK3S2I/AAAAAAAAALE/xqL2xybs584/s1600-h/DSC04874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425492923199736674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S0s5EXK3S2I/AAAAAAAAALE/xqL2xybs584/s320/DSC04874.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; So that is the latest drawing that I have done. Its a mixture of graffiti and ambigrams. Right side up or upside down you can read it both ways. Cool! I have been reading angels and demons by Dan Brown and fell in love with the ambigrams in the book. So yeah, I decided to try one out. That is my name, Japanese themed. :D&lt;br /&gt;Today I got my o level results. I am happy. It was really unexpected. Almost like a miracle. I know Ive worked hard last year and the results came out was satisfying. Maths: A2 and DnT: A1. Yeah... Quite a shock, my whole leg couldnt move and my face felt stiff after getting the results. So no more maths and DnT for me this year. Yeah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7202114733118177658?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7202114733118177658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7202114733118177658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7202114733118177658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7202114733118177658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-that-is-latest-drawing-that-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/S0s5EXK3S2I/AAAAAAAAALE/xqL2xybs584/s72-c/DSC04874.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6109032051833386486</id><published>2010-01-02T06:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T07:48:31.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sz9axBo0DMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/781h-iXCsCY/s1600-h/DSC04819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422152274677075138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sz9axBo0DMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/781h-iXCsCY/s320/DSC04819.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;Hell yeah, my drawing of a tiger is done. I have to say this is not one of my favourite drawings that I have done. I thought of drawing the tiger tattoo style but got a weird idea of drawing it in graffiti form. So i drew it graffiti form. Tiger drawn tattoo style is quite common anyway. My days have been good. Almost geared up for school. I'm not done with the Malay homework and that is all. Only left with conversation. I hate conversation. No need for it! Have mercy!! So yeah next two days I will be schooling. I cant wait to get my O level results. Why cant we just get it straight away right after we do our O level? Ok, stop asking for the impossible Wilda. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sz9kb3xE83I/AAAAAAAAAK8/VQEGjuU7jmk/s1600-h/5688_103063043430_103060838430_2065035_2156275_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422162906366407538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sz9kb3xE83I/AAAAAAAAAK8/VQEGjuU7jmk/s320/5688_103063043430_103060838430_2065035_2156275_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This has got to be one of the group that I have joined. Support it! The people who have joined this group are so funny.  They tell their experience encountering with minahs. Almost like a ghost story. Creepy yet funny. Some were rather disgusting too, make me wanna barf. I don't hate them as a human, I just don't like the way they dress and their attitude. Come on you are a Muslim and yet you are so inmodest. It wont be a surprise when  there will be 16 and pregnant Singapore edition broadcasting on our Tv. If only you would change the way you look and the way you act. You will gain more respect, trust me. That is all I have to say. Peace out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6109032051833386486?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6109032051833386486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6109032051833386486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6109032051833386486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6109032051833386486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2010/01/hell-yeah-my-drawing-of-tiger-is-done.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sz9axBo0DMI/AAAAAAAAAK0/781h-iXCsCY/s72-c/DSC04819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-2322872037456962536</id><published>2009-12-31T05:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T06:17:25.864-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It wont be long till 2O1O. No denial, 2OO9 was indeed a roller coaster ride for me. There was ups and downs. The good things that have happened to me this year: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ive went to  4 gigs this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ive get to satisfy my food cravings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met a lot of new friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got two cats&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Won in a graffiti contest&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to do two big graffiti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did a lot of new drawings &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did my O levels with confidence&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to promoted to sec 5 &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to skate&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered straight edge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So those are the good things that have happened to me this year. Lets list some of the bad things that have happened to me this year,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My late aunt passed away and some of my other relatives too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stressful year &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I slashed a lot this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I hate my job &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Failed my NAFA test &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cried in the graffiti competition&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Discovered some secrets that are rather disturbing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jimmy Owen Sullivan or well known as The Rev passed away. Damn he is one of my favourite drummer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kind to think of it 2OO9 is not that bad after all. 2O1O coming which also means I will be seating for O levels and Paramore gig!! Hell yeah. 2OO9 passed in just in the blink of an eye. So yeah, goodbye 2OO9, hello 2O1O!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Happy New Year to all!! &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/35602789-2322872037456962536?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2322872037456962536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=2322872037456962536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2322872037456962536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2322872037456962536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/12/it-wont-be-long-till-2o1o.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5170310761509759263</id><published>2009-12-24T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T07:41:54.047-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h116/Twisted_Cataclysm/paramore2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h116/Twisted_Cataclysm/paramore2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i928.photobucket.com/albums/ad123/soixante777/Ace_of_Spades.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i928.photobucket.com/albums/ad123/soixante777/Ace_of_Spades.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeah today is a happy day for me. I brought Paramore tickets!!! Huahuahuahua!! After buying the tickets at Yishun we went to Jurong Point. Walk here walk there. My head was spinning walking around at Jurong point. That place is crowded and complicated. Yeah claustrophobic and trying to figure out where the hell are we. &lt;div&gt; Went to Starbucks and I ate potato salad. The potato salad was heavenly. Then we brought Peppermint Mocha. Ooh... I want more of that peppermint mocha. Haha... Then we hangout outside Jurong Point. I like that place. Peaceful. No smoke in the air. Not crowded. Played poker there. Tricked Syafiqah 2 times. Funny to the max! Thanks for teaching me some of the poker games! Yeah!! Mastered 5 games already. Right after that we went home. Yeah. It was late already. Yeah thats about it. Today is a good day. A very good day. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5170310761509759263?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5170310761509759263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5170310761509759263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5170310761509759263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5170310761509759263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/12/yeah-today-is-happy-day-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5665133154378321658</id><published>2009-12-23T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T06:23:45.736-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SzIjFplCqrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/eG29KEKkL1E/s1600-h/DSC04801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418431881647663794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SzIjFplCqrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/eG29KEKkL1E/s320/DSC04801.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;That drawing is for Ami. Yes Ami. If you dont like it I dont mind drawing for you a new one. Heh. Im not so satisfied with this one. Yeah. Today was nothing much. I was actually looking foward  to today but it did not turned out as planned. But Im not mad or anything. Nothing serious. So to cheer myself up I went to my friends house. Hangout. Played with her cats, watch some tv and played poker. Yeah. She makes my day. Thanks!! Cant wait to hangout with her tommorow. yay!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5665133154378321658?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5665133154378321658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5665133154378321658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5665133154378321658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5665133154378321658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/12/that-drawing-is-for-ami.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SzIjFplCqrI/AAAAAAAAAKs/eG29KEKkL1E/s72-c/DSC04801.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6266406140285567893</id><published>2009-12-21T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T09:37:35.721-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy-ukFuEM-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/yXNk_KOEwQc/s1600-h/DSC04789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417740811783910370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy-ukFuEM-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/yXNk_KOEwQc/s320/DSC04789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; this is the drawing for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Saini&lt;/span&gt; as requested. I insisted. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;. And holy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; know how to draw human torch but Ive tried my best and this is the outcome. Nothing much for today. Stayed home the whole day. There was these two girls who was selling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt; at my doorstep. I was told by them they need extra expenses to why they are selling these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;key chains&lt;/span&gt;. I find it rather expensive for a simple &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;key chain&lt;/span&gt; which has pictures of some mouse from a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;face book&lt;/span&gt; game. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cm on&lt;/span&gt;, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; even play that game. Try telling that to them and they will laugh  like as if  they were told a very funny joke. To me if you guys really need money find a job at least. It way better than &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;selling&lt;/span&gt; things door to door. Am I right? You might not know who is behind the doors...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Muahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6266406140285567893?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6266406140285567893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6266406140285567893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6266406140285567893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6266406140285567893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/12/ok-this-is-drawing-for-saini-as.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy-ukFuEM-I/AAAAAAAAAKk/yXNk_KOEwQc/s72-c/DSC04789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8195215935727094662</id><published>2009-12-20T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T06:59:34.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy412Jc09EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RO5gRDvgJwQ/s1600-h/DSC04753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417326606139323458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy412Jc09EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RO5gRDvgJwQ/s320/DSC04753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Drawing for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;DyDy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4ysE3pz0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7XscEf_jZ-w/s1600-h/DSC04769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323134576086850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4ysE3pz0I/AAAAAAAAAKU/7XscEf_jZ-w/s320/DSC04769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A vacant affair &lt;the&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4yr8b-eTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/P9hrbnR3G_4/s1600-h/DSC04762.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323132312516914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4yr8b-eTI/AAAAAAAAAKM/P9hrbnR3G_4/s320/DSC04762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4yrMU9_6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xqYxTEEfV8s/s1600-h/DSC04753.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Closure in Moscow&lt;the&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4yriGX4NI/AAAAAAAAAKE/WdMRQ_CLB78/s1600-h/DSC04759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323125242585298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4yriGX4NI/AAAAAAAAAKE/WdMRQ_CLB78/s320/DSC04759.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; No talent &lt;avenged id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417323119398223778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy4yrMU9_6I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/xqYxTEEfV8s/s320/DSC04753.JPG" alt=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Its been ages since I blog. If you are wondering why, I was just not in the mood to blog. Yeah. Yesterday went to a gig at Scape Youth Park, Somerset. Went to the gig with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;. I had to miss a gig performance be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Trella&lt;/span&gt; :( . &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Trella&lt;/span&gt; is one of my favourite local band! Never mind at least I get to enjoy A vacant affair gig still. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! Right &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;? We get to watch the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ND&lt;/span&gt; gig and thereafter. The first performance that we get to watch was an Indonesia band, No Talent. They were awesome!! The drummer and guitarist was hot :P. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! At the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; show the vocalist threw loads of Gibson guitar picks. Saw one on the floor and took it right away before the guy tried to fetch it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;... The second band was Closure in Moscow. Not my favourite band there is. We were told they are one of the biggest band. Their song was just average to me. What really disturbs me about this band is the fact that they all have long hair except for the drummer. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! Not only it was long it was curly and covering &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; faces. My goodness, tie up your hair!! The funny part was they ended &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;thier&lt;/span&gt; song with `Oh yeah...oh yeah...oh yeah...yeah...yeah..`. Trust me it was more than what Ive typed. We got bored watching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;their&lt;/span&gt; band perform, we took pictures &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Slac&lt;/span&gt;`s graffiti. Yeah, he does the best graffiti. I envy him.Right after A vacant affair show up, we stood at the second row and waited for minutes. It was worth the wait. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Their&lt;/span&gt; performance was off the hook! There was stage dive, mosh, jumping, headbanging and screaming. We were in fact involved in the mosh. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;! Violent much. A guy fell down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of us. Another guy fell down &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;in front&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt; after the stage dive and was bleeding. No denial, the guys took over the mosh pit. If there were girls I would push each and every bitch!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;!! Overall, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;even though&lt;/span&gt; it is a free gig the performances were awesome. Simply awesome. :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8195215935727094662?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8195215935727094662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8195215935727094662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8195215935727094662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8195215935727094662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/12/drawing-for-dydy-vacant-affair-closure.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sy412Jc09EI/AAAAAAAAAKc/RO5gRDvgJwQ/s72-c/DSC04753.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1651146411782098991</id><published>2009-12-03T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T09:53:10.601-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn159/planit-ca-/boombox.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 457px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 335px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i303.photobucket.com/albums/nn159/planit-ca-/boombox.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Blast the speakers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have not been blogging for these few days due to work. Yes work. I have a good news to tell you guys. Some may know about it already. I won the graffiti competition!! I was rather shocked. I didn't expect anything to come from the organiser after doing the mock up of my design on a big board. I kind of hate it. After the competition went back home rather kind of sad. Hmm... well good things does come in a `BANG` I guess. When the organiser told me that I was one of the winners my mouth went wide open. Couldn't believe so I checked my email. Yes, the email is there. Today I just got the 8 tickets to go to the event. Got to give 4 to Priscilla. Cant wait for this Saturday. Yeah!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was another day that I need to go to work. Yeah. The usual thing. There is something that I really want to let out. One of my colleague was scolded by one of the customers just because she was late attending to him. When he played one of the machine it broke down and all. She had to deal with other machine for heavens sake. Cant you just wait for awhile? When she was attending to the customers problem. The customer said to his daughter that If the bowling bowl doesn't come out you throw your shoe at her. I am pissed after what I was told by my colleague. What are you trying to teach your daughter? Violence? Disrespect to other people? As a father you should be more patient and show your daughter that you are worthy of being a father. If your daughter becomes a rebel or an outlaw, I am not surprised. You did not teach her enough. Sure, you give all her needs and wants but what about moral? That is all I have to say. Hope you will regret one day for they way you act.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;P.s. This post is suppose to be posted yesterday. :D&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/35602789-1651146411782098991?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1651146411782098991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1651146411782098991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1651146411782098991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1651146411782098991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/12/blast-speakers-i-have-not-been-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1335043087089520051</id><published>2009-11-28T08:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T09:09:20.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/riskyxending/puddle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i123.photobucket.com/albums/o297/riskyxending/puddle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When something good that is brought out from something bad. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Before I went online on 1O pm I woke up feeling rather confused. Not only confused, I had a feeling that something is not right, like I have done something wrong. I don't really know what it is. I woke up surrounded by images of guitars and humans. Scary. My claustrophobia is acting up again....Ignore it. Today, was the day that I have been waiting for. It didn't turn out as plan though but it was alright. Wished it could be better. As I promised I would blog about it. The post today should be pretty obvious tho. Ok, I went out with Saini. Both of us went all the way to Suntec to watch a movie. Gosh, was I mad at the ticket office guy. We ordered two tickets of 2O12. Instead of giving us tickets to 2O12 he gave us tickets to Case 39. I demanded two tickets of 2O12 but the old fag told us that the 2O12 movie starts around 4pm. I don't think I want to wait till 4pm to watch a movie. So we made a decision to watch Case 39. I thought it was rather stupid to name a movie Case 39. Stupid name = to stupid movie. The movie is NC 16. Yes, and Saini got away with it. Ok... After watching the movie I kind of find the movie rather awesome.The movie is a mix mash of Orphan and Drag me to Hell. It shouldn't be NC 16 tho. There was not much violence or obscenity to it. The innocent girl character was scary. She gives fear to people. Make people`s phobia into something real. She a demon I guess. If she were to give me a fear it would be me surrounded by a lot people in a small room. AAAaaahhhh!!!! Nooo!!! Ok done. After watching a movie we went to bugis walk here there and almost got lost. Haha! Then we went to Peninsula. I guess that place have made me rather claustrophobic. We went to 3 or 4 guitar shops to find a left handed guitar. The guitar shops is small and crowded. Scary. Then went back to woodlands because we are quite tired from walking here there and everywhere. Hah. Went to MacDonald's. Sapedek!! He told me that today wasn't a good day for us. True. Agreed. Yes, we can hang out another day. :D That is all for today. I dont want to be too specific in todays post. It will be really long if I were to be too specific. So yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Don't just talk the talk. DO the walk the walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-1335043087089520051?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1335043087089520051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1335043087089520051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1335043087089520051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1335043087089520051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/when-something-good-that-is-brought-out.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3624816054782177216</id><published>2009-11-27T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T09:21:51.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/gatita_15ruleta/cinnamonroll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 246px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i257.photobucket.com/albums/hh202/gatita_15ruleta/cinnamonroll.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinnamon Roll :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It has been years since the last time I ate cinnamon rolls. About after 1O years then I get the chance to eat it again. Went to Starbucks with my family. They sell cinnamon rolls there! Awesome! No denial, they sell the best cinnamon rolls there. I want more! After eating at Starbucks went shopping at Novena Square. I was thinking of buying a pair of Adidas shoe but had second thoughts about it. All the Adidas sold there was some old designs of shoes, bags and shirt from Adidas. I find it rather expensive at it cost about 7O to 15O bucks. Imagine that for an old design. The cheapest was about 3O bucks but they were not that appealing and did not have my size. Sad. So we went around Novena Square to survey. Passed by New Balance shop, and they sell the nicest shoes there. Well, except for the running shoes which I find it rather ugly. :P They had a discount so I brought my shoes from there. It had a little bit of defects and my mom was smart enough to ask for a discount. Haha! So we got 3O percent discount instead of 2O percent. They were not even allowed to sell shoes with defects so they agreed to give 3O percent discounts. I don't want to waste my time going to Novena again to buy those shoes. I would like to end my story here. There was more to the story for today but I want to stop here. Today was a blast. And I cannot wait for tomorrow!! I really cant. I wish I could speed up time or something so tomorrow will come faster. Grr... Its ok, I will be patient. Tomorrow will happen. :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be the one that will turn you into someone you will never be. &lt;/em&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/35602789-3624816054782177216?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3624816054782177216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3624816054782177216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3624816054782177216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3624816054782177216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/cinnamon-roll-d-it-has-been-years-since.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1736853997773770833</id><published>2009-11-25T06:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:08:49.064-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk26/chocolate_fever/blacknwhite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 374px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 439px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i276.photobucket.com/albums/kk26/chocolate_fever/blacknwhite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know what I'm doing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. Wilda is back to blogging. Kind of lazy to blog these days actually. But I do have to update once in a while. Today work was just awesome. No shortage :D. I don't have to deal with bitches. Everything was just fine. This Friday I'm not working baby!! Yeah. My mom insist me not to work this Friday because I'm visiting my aunt`s house or maybe my aunt is visiting us. So yeah. After that we are going to an Adidas sale. Woohoo!! I wanna buy a shoe! Yay! Ok chill. But I have to work full shift this Sunday. :( Yes, I know talking about my job can get rather cliche to all of you who is reading my blog. Sadly, work is the only thing that I am going through. I am so sorry people. This Saturday will be an awesome day. You people will find out one day. I will blog about it. Cant wait for it. We will go somewhere far from where we live. I am tired of the same old sight. Its getting cliche, trust me. Thats about it peeps. Nothing much to blog about. So yeah. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Note to self: Be more calculative next time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-1736853997773770833?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1736853997773770833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1736853997773770833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1736853997773770833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1736853997773770833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-know-what-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8444224880966338105</id><published>2009-11-19T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T08:53:10.327-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm176/ccyrx18/Photography/z107451354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 289px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm176/ccyrx18/Photography/z107451354.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;centre&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lets face the music.&lt;/centre&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had an intention of posting a new post since the last two days but procrastinated so I am posting today. :D Tomorrow I have to take part in the graffiti competition I was talking about. Quite nervous because I don't really know what is going to happen in the competition. Unpredictable. Hopefully me and Priscilla can do this. Let there be success. Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday things happened at work. I don't really want to tell everything here in the post because it doesn't really involve me. Things that are not so good. We had a new supervisor. There are two sides of the story. The new supervisor seems nice but the other colleagues says she is rather mean. I really have no idea who to believe. I don't really like the other colleagues that is why choose not to believe them 100 %. Fadhil, one of my colleague told me that he does not want to side anyone. He also told me we should just do our job properly and not to give a damn about what other have to say. Agreed! He may be a typical bad boy but he is a person who is experienced and knows what to do. May it be right or wrong as long as there is a solution to it. I am glad that I have someone to talk to at work. I thought I was always lonely at work. Now I know that he is also quite lonely at work. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are no longer worth my time. But why do I still have this feeling of prescence?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8444224880966338105?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8444224880966338105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8444224880966338105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8444224880966338105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8444224880966338105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/lets-face-music.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm176/ccyrx18/Photography/th_z107451354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3352272887798396636</id><published>2009-11-15T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T23:30:42.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/df5b9f53c13436d68bcfb6aa32b91a40125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 576px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/df5b9f53c13436d68bcfb6aa32b91a40125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to Poker Street, Alice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find the need to blog now. I did not go to school today when I am suppose to! I am so angry at myself. I am suppose to go to school to practice on my graffiti. I really cannot take this competition way too easily. I don't want to end up in the competition crying not able to do the graffiti. The reason I was unable to go to school today it was because I was unable to wake up after I went to the hospital with my grandma. I was unable to wake up because I was dreaming and the fact that I was really tired. Grr... Ok what is done is done. I still have tomorrow to practice. I am going to beg my manager for a day off or at least a half day of work.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I went to watch a movie with Syafiqah. We watched 'Paranormal Activity'. The show was awesome. It has got to be the best scariest to movie I have ever watched. After watching the movie we ate at Banquet. After eating at Banquet we went to look for jobs for Syafiqah. I thought we were going to Yio Chu Kang. That certain someone said ' Admiralty, Sembawang, Yshun..'. Haha! Kay its my fault too for not hearing properly. Haha! So we made a 'U' turn to go to Chua Chu Kang. Why must there be 2 'Chu Kang'? Anyway, right after job hunting we went back home straight. Yeah. That's about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I almost told you that I love you. Damn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3352272887798396636?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3352272887798396636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3352272887798396636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3352272887798396636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3352272887798396636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/welcome-to-poker-street-alice.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i606.photobucket.com/albums/tt144/OmgStrawberries/Photography/th_df5b9f53c13436d68bcfb6aa32b91a40125.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7907273710207271123</id><published>2009-11-11T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:43:13.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SvsDd03lLTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ax_mpLwEbeQ/s1600-h/gac-header.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402915988903898418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SvsDd03lLTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ax_mpLwEbeQ/s320/gac-header.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Wondering why I upload that pic? Well, I am chosen for the competition. Yes. It was hard to believe at first but I did make it. I wish I had took a picture of my draft for the competition. I did not because I thought it was ugly. I never want to see it ever again. I never thought I would make it so I hand in the draft without taking a final picture of it. I have to do a lot of preparation before I go for the competition. It will be nerve wrecking because I will be working with other graffiti artist. I bet they are so much better then me. I have not much experience in doing spray graffiti art. I will just go for it and do my best. Wish me luck. Nothing much happened at work though. I just do my job and do what is told to do. A really nice old man gave me small Stich plush toy dressed in a witch costume. It was really nice of him. I guess he finds no purpose in bringing home a small plush toy. Hah! Thanks! Yeah that's about it. I'm signing out. Peace!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#990000;"&gt;If sex is the drug what is the cause?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7907273710207271123?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7907273710207271123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7907273710207271123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7907273710207271123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7907273710207271123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/wondering-why-i-upload-that-pic-well-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SvsDd03lLTI/AAAAAAAAAJg/Ax_mpLwEbeQ/s72-c/gac-header.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6722149950449911919</id><published>2009-11-10T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T10:25:59.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn78/MonsterAddict9/Photography/shutupp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn78/MonsterAddict9/Photography/shutupp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;If only the media would shut up for once.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I have started working at Timezone. It was just as what I have expected from a job: hours of hard work, cleaning up, customers, people who will help you and people who are just there to test your patience. It wasn't easy for me. Due to the fact I am a first timer. Before I go to work I have to go to the bank to create a bank account. It took almost 45 minutes to create a new account. At that point of time I thought I was going to be late for work. Panic! Anxiety! Ran all the way to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; station.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached at Timezone, looked at the time. 2 minutes earlier. Phew. The job was okay. There was really nothing much to it. The job really tested my patience. I had to bear with it. I'm also getting used to the songs played in Timezone. It was nerve wrecking when I got there but as time flew by I didn't give a damn to the annoying songs that were played. Tomorrow I have to do full shift. Need to get used to this job!&lt;br /&gt;Went home in a full loaded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;, it was scary.&lt;br /&gt;There, I have experienced working. I hope I can make it out alive. One day, all this hard work will be worth it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Is it possible to never tell the truth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&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/35602789-6722149950449911919?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6722149950449911919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6722149950449911919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6722149950449911919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6722149950449911919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-only-media-would-shut-up-for-once.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i301.photobucket.com/albums/nn78/MonsterAddict9/Photography/th_shutupp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8521979936882217522</id><published>2009-11-06T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T04:24:27.034-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i446.photobucket.com/albums/qq186/MissSunshiine/photography/girloutsidecity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i446.photobucket.com/albums/qq186/MissSunshiine/photography/girloutsidecity.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will keep on thinking...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Malay class this morning. It was the last Malay class. Kind of sad cos I know I'm gonna miss the class. The class was really awesome. Learnt a lot of things and had some laughs while we were at it. Went to the library just for awhile cos I have to go back home and get ready. Met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt; to find a job. It was a tiring journey, trust me. We went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yishun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sembawang&lt;/span&gt; and lastly Woodlands. We already applied or jobs at Timezone, OP, Seoul Garden and Giordano. Seoul Garden was the scariest. Seriously it was. If they are trying to scare us then it really worked. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. We all went to our house to register ourselves to Giordano. Hang out at my house for awhile. Yeah. Kind to think of it, I laughed the whole day. When I hang out with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt;, it was never ending laughter. My cheeks hurt. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Wooh&lt;/span&gt;... Yeah that is about it. You people have made my day.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I chat with one of friend on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;msn&lt;/span&gt;. It was really emotional. It is really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt; to receive advice from a person who has more problems than I do. My friend really open my mind and heart to see that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt; people are having more trouble then I do. I really see my friend as a really strong person. I feel weak. I cried and I feel like screaming at the top of my lungs when I was chatting with my friend. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I will be stronger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You will only linger. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8521979936882217522?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8521979936882217522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8521979936882217522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8521979936882217522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8521979936882217522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/11/will-keep-on-thinking.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i446.photobucket.com/albums/qq186/MissSunshiine/photography/th_girloutsidecity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3752836005855189144</id><published>2009-10-29T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T05:08:35.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sul1cYG6ryI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GID0qSSt9nE/s1600-h/DSC04561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397974758748499746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sul1cYG6ryI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GID0qSSt9nE/s200/DSC04561.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sul0sByNLCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/t2JHRScS0n4/s1600-h/DSC04562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397973928122330146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sul0sByNLCI/AAAAAAAAAJI/t2JHRScS0n4/s200/DSC04562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz2YQeCPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bTAjNvOLLNg/s1600-h/DSC02913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397973006441908466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz2YQeCPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/bTAjNvOLLNg/s200/DSC02913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz2JFATuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/f5Ig_3B-zd8/s1600-h/DSC02912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397973002367291106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz2JFATuI/AAAAAAAAAIw/f5Ig_3B-zd8/s200/DSC02912.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz119wngI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kX0mVD_4RyQ/s1600-h/DSC02905+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397972997236628994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz119wngI/AAAAAAAAAIo/kX0mVD_4RyQ/s200/DSC02905+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz1sIcaMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RsR96NT9nSg/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397972994597087426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz1sIcaMI/AAAAAAAAAIg/RsR96NT9nSg/s200/DSC02901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz1FpfwFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a9AL1hUeSGA/s1600-h/DSC02897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397972984266735698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sulz1FpfwFI/AAAAAAAAAIY/a9AL1hUeSGA/s200/DSC02897.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those were several pictures from today's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt;. It was quite fun at the same time terrifying. Trust me it was. Before we started doing our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; thew whole class went to Causeway point. It was quite ironic, its like having a class excursion to Causeway Point. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! Went to Woodlands Stadium and had our breakfast there. Went to toilet with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Huda&lt;/span&gt;. We heard familiar voices in the toilet before we enter and decided to give them a scare. Stand at the entrance and scream as loud as I can. They also scream and close their ears at the same time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!! The truck with full load of newspapers and clothing came. Did our jobs. Cam whore. Yeah. Trust me it was difficult to find drink there. No one had a spare change for me. I didn't have enough coins. If I only knew there was going to be a vending machine I would already bring a lot of coins. I decided to ask these any of the two uncles who was near the vending machine for a coin change but then my mind changed after they were talking about our school. They were starring at me like as if I did something wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Fcuk&lt;/span&gt; that! I went to the water cooler and it was far from the place where we were doing our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt;. At least I got a drink. It wasn't enough! I need more water than anyone else. Really. After our  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;CIP&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to pass the drawing to Miss &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Milhan&lt;/span&gt; but everyone rushed to take a class photo. I was panting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt; told me my face turned red. After taking the class photo I was trembling. Then I had a breakdown. My vision became blurred and darkened. I was walking like a hungover bitch. Oncoming car I didn't ever realise it was there. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt; pulled me and told me to have a seat. It was a good thing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Huda&lt;/span&gt; was there. I couldn't even breath properly. You people really helped me a lot. Thank you! All the people who was there for me to make me feel better I would like to thank you guys too. Although I couldn't really see and hear what are you guys saying doing but I really &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; you guys. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;All right&lt;/span&gt; that is all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3752836005855189144?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3752836005855189144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3752836005855189144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3752836005855189144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3752836005855189144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/10/those-were-several-pictures-from-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sul1cYG6ryI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/GID0qSSt9nE/s72-c/DSC04561.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6090087107326513798</id><published>2009-09-19T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T04:19:09.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i696.photobucket.com/albums/vv322/nickie_mae14/lonely-girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 474px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i696.photobucket.com/albums/vv322/nickie_mae14/lonely-girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A long way to go&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, its been days weeks the last time I blog. So here I am blogging. I've not been blogging, due to exams. Oh well. Can't be too happy about it because I still have my MATHS AND &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;DnT 'O' LEVEL EXAMS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All these living nightmare will end after 3 November. Then I can 'hee hee ha ha'. This post will most probably be my last post for October. Yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My exams was alright. A-maths paper 2, was quite a hell for me. Now I'm relying on a-maths paper 1. Please let me pass, I will be a good girl. Hah, I don't want to retake a-maths exam cause I really want to take a-maths next year and I really want to focus on my 'O's. Hah, 'O's. Sounds funny. Okay shuush.&lt;br /&gt;Last two days when I was studying with my 'kaki gerek', funny things happened. I mean a lot of funny things. The funniest was when I was eating at Burger King. A man stepped on my foot. I moaned when its not even painful. I was wearing shoes!!! Haha! Stupid or what?&lt;br /&gt;Then another thing that was rather funny is the 'BAYA' word. I don't think I want to emphasize more on that word. Takot orang tu marah arh.Heh...&lt;br /&gt;There is really nothing much to write about. All I have been doing is mugging for exams. And btw, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY HIDAYAH!&lt;/span&gt; At last you're already 16. Huahuahua. Kiteorang 'j' kay, blue will forever be our favourite number. Hahaha!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay done for the post. Bye people of the earth. I've come in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Nervous and shy for the moment we will come alive, tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6090087107326513798?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6090087107326513798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6090087107326513798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6090087107326513798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6090087107326513798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/long-way-to-go-ok-its-been-days-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3481428434885145960</id><published>2009-09-13T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T09:34:39.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc90/Court_Liz_22/photography_icons/photography.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc90/Court_Liz_22/photography_icons/photography.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;Beautifully Decayed&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now I went to the cemetery. It is rather sad I won't be able to celebrate Hari Raya with my grandparents and my aunt. My grandma told me about my late grandpa's contributions to the orphanage. I was really touched by the story even though the story was short and simple. He donated hundreds of dollars to the orphanage. How generous was he. These days I have been donating myself. I really can't bear to see those who are poor are unable celebrate Hari Raya. When I was praying just now, I almost cried because I remembered the times when me and my grandpa used to pray with each other. How'd I wish I could pray with him again. Now I have to go to 'terawih' all alone but at certain days I'll go with Ain. I used to go to 'terawih' with my late grandpa. Yeah. There is not much to write today. Back to school tommorow. Ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3481428434885145960?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3481428434885145960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3481428434885145960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3481428434885145960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3481428434885145960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/beautifully-decayed-just-now-i-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i216.photobucket.com/albums/cc90/Court_Liz_22/photography_icons/th_photography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4029125703427000861</id><published>2009-09-10T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T23:47:46.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i742.photobucket.com/albums/xx67/scumpiknana/Crying_Angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i742.photobucket.com/albums/xx67/scumpiknana/Crying_Angel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;I'm crying&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one post where I know you will get sick of. I get sick and tired of this post too. If you are wondering why am I posting this post, it is because I just can't ake it anymore. I want to let it all out. I have been really stress lately. Due to studies, CCA and social life. I don't know whether am I being to emotional or people are expecting me to be perfect. Just a few days ago I have made my father angry at me for some reasons. It is somewhat my fault. I am to blame. Yesterday I have just received the same question that people will keep asking me over and over again. 'Why take DnT, why not art?' For heavens sake! I am stuck in the middle! It is difficult to make a choice sometimes. Are you people trying to make me regret for the choice that I have made? My choice is none of your business! And a certain someone is trying to change my ways again. I hate you! Get out of my life!&lt;br /&gt;Things are happening and there is nothing much I can do. I have almost no one to look up to. I just have to bear with all these problems and do what I can. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4029125703427000861?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4029125703427000861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4029125703427000861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4029125703427000861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4029125703427000861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-crying-this-is-one-post-where-i-know.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8511882709542138395</id><published>2009-09-10T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T08:38:41.078-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm197/charm14/emo%20girl%20photography/082509_p_221825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 378px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 236px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm197/charm14/emo%20girl%20photography/082509_p_221825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MASQUERADE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've been blog hoping and I feel like blogging. Yeah. Today was another average day. Met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Syafiqa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Iza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to buy something. Yeah something. After several minutes, we met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Huda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to survey prices of contact lens. After surveying, they went home but I go to the library to do homework. Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; called and told me to sit with her. So, I sat with her. Got to do my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;DnT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;hmk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and practice maths. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Jaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; came along because &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Elza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was there too. Yeah. Then I looked out for a batik book. Showed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Jaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; the batik book and all of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;sudden&lt;/span&gt; we talk about batik. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;weird&lt;/span&gt;. The book has been rather useful. Got some inspiration from the book and can't wait to try it out. Yeah! After that, we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;CWP&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt; brought food while I brought a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;bandanna&lt;/span&gt;. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bandanna&lt;/span&gt; is nice! There is the usual &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bandanna&lt;/span&gt; pattern on it with skulls, spade, hearts, diamonds and clubs on it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Wooo&lt;/span&gt;! Cool! I'll wear it around my neck and on my wrist someday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. Since starting from today is the last ten days of Ramadan, I decided to do as much good deeds as I can. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Lailatul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Qadar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;katekan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There is something I really want to complain about. I really hate it when people who I have not talk with for so long, suddenly that person comes talking to me all of a sudden. If that person is still friends with me, then I'm alright with it. But, if I fought with that person or if I have issue with that person, that really ticks me off. What is your problem? You did not even forgive me for what you have done and all of a sudden u decide to talk to me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Nak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;buat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;baik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; care &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;btol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;dok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!! I know there is a phrase that says 'let &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;bygones&lt;/span&gt; be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;bygones&lt;/span&gt;'. But whatever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;issues&lt;/span&gt; that we have can hardly be forgotten. Can forgive but can never forget!&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/35602789-8511882709542138395?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8511882709542138395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8511882709542138395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8511882709542138395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8511882709542138395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/masquerade-ive-been-blog-hoping-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i296.photobucket.com/albums/mm197/charm14/emo%20girl%20photography/th_082509_p_221825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7437786059070214290</id><published>2009-09-08T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T10:40:55.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9PxUllII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YP9dqvCRlaQ/s1600-h/Picture+064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124514831832194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9PxUllII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YP9dqvCRlaQ/s200/Picture+064.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;helicopter eh...helicopter&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9PcfJNdI/AAAAAAAAAII/nvj2GppsQ5M/s1600-h/Picture+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124509238965714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9PcfJNdI/AAAAAAAAAII/nvj2GppsQ5M/s200/Picture+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;What is this again?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9Oi5v0JI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sU3aoaFsv6s/s1600-h/Picture+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124493781291154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9Oi5v0JI/AAAAAAAAAIA/sU3aoaFsv6s/s200/Picture+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9OJa0kEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wwFZTWxIH1Y/s1600-h/Picture+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124486940692546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9OJa0kEI/AAAAAAAAAH4/wwFZTWxIH1Y/s200/Picture+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9Nnelz0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/4SI-qWyh39w/s1600-h/DSC03991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379124477829697346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9Nnelz0I/AAAAAAAAAHw/4SI-qWyh39w/s200/DSC03991.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Senyom dulu sebelom tembak....hehe&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I am suppose to blog this ages ago. Due to my laziness and having other things to do, I procrastinated to post. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 5 sep, went to army open house. It was awesome. The open house showed the weapons, uniform, vehicles and what they do in the army. The 3rd generation army. Went to the open house with Saini and his friends. His friend were alright. They are quite funny. Seriously they were. There were performance by schools too. Cheer leading, marching and band performing. There was paint ball fight but the queue was long. :( Who cares. Saini put on the army makeup. Cool. But it smudged. Haha!! Kesian die. We went back to Jurong point by the shuttle bus. Beside us there was a baby in his father arms and behind him was his brother. What's up with the baby? Well, first he cried and when his father did carried him and then the baby laughed. The baby's laugh was so adorable and was so contagious.I felt like laughing. Saini laughed, I can't help it but to laugh too. It was just so contagious. His brother kept looking at us. Hah. Then we went to Burger King. I swear it was difficult to find a seat there. What really made us frustrated was this Caucasian man. He was just sitting trying to call someone and not eating at all. We intend to ask him to move but instead we went rounding around the place to find a seat. This two couples were really kind and gave us the seat and pick up thier tray just right after they finished their meal. Oh thank you. After eating went rounding around Jurong point. The went back to Woodlands. 'Lepak' for awhile. Me and Saini drawn something silly. Rather random. Monsters wearing hoodie, bombs, bullets and some lines. Hah. Crazy drawings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home. Thanks for the 'teman'. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Little black butterflies deep inside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7437786059070214290?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7437786059070214290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7437786059070214290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7437786059070214290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7437786059070214290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/09/helicopter-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SqZ9PxUllII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/YP9dqvCRlaQ/s72-c/Picture+064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1344649557775157897</id><published>2009-08-28T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:26:26.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i667.photobucket.com/albums/vv32/anabarrera83/Swing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i667.photobucket.com/albums/vv32/anabarrera83/Swing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ADDICTION &amp;amp; OBSESSION &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time that you have spared.&lt;br /&gt;The things that you have sacrificed.&lt;br /&gt;The moment that you make me laugh.&lt;br /&gt;The serenade that you sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You put on a listening ear when I need it the most.&lt;br /&gt;You are there to light up the grey skies.&lt;br /&gt;You are the light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;You are the fairy tale of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the perfect one for you.&lt;br /&gt;I may be the mess that you made.&lt;br /&gt;I may not be the apple of your eye.&lt;br /&gt;I might just be the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I thank god for every moment that we shared with each other.&lt;br /&gt;You are still there for me no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful to have you in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You the everyday drug that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I am addicted to you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-1344649557775157897?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1344649557775157897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1344649557775157897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1344649557775157897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1344649557775157897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/addiction-obsession-time-that-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5360851263700375930</id><published>2009-08-26T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T07:04:54.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i704.photobucket.com/albums/ww49/silverghost9/Photography/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 210px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i704.photobucket.com/albums/ww49/silverghost9/Photography/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Yes this is true. If only feelings are explainable.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a quite tiring day. Yeah it was. During P.E. time was awesome. Eventhough I was fasting, I kept running here and there. Screaming high and low. Haha! I screamed ' If they can hold on to thier kings, then we can also hold on to our kings arh!!!'. I didn't realise everyone was actually listening to me and then they cheered. Everyone was wondering whether is it a game or debating. Hah!&lt;br /&gt;Then after school had tuition.&lt;br /&gt;Then had night academy. Came early around 5:30. Saini messaged me. He topped up his prepaid card already. At long last. Haha! Just got to know he is wearing spectacles for now. Hehehehe.....&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how he looks like in specs. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;Night academy was alright I got to do a lot of questions. I also get to clarify my doubts. Thanks people, for teaching me. :D&lt;br /&gt;Going back home alone halfway after going back home with Huda and Alif. That's where I made a big mistake. I walked back home then someone was trying to attract my attention by making those sounds. I turned back and the person was looking at me. I don't know who the hell was he as it was dark. The person had dark skin. What do you expect? I ran. Very fast. Until I saw these two couples walking and they were my neighbour. Ah, thank god. I walked right behind them. Keep turning back. The person was not there. Phew. Better be safe than sorry right? Yeah that was my day. Nothing much to it as usual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5360851263700375930?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5360851263700375930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5360851263700375930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5360851263700375930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5360851263700375930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/yes-this-is-true.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i704.photobucket.com/albums/ww49/silverghost9/Photography/th_23.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4005726973145726186</id><published>2009-08-21T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T04:53:38.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii318/gernadejumper34/straightedge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 165px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i267.photobucket.com/albums/ii318/gernadejumper34/straightedge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"I'm a person just like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I've got better things to do&lt;br /&gt;Than sit around and fuck my head&lt;br /&gt;Hang out with the living dead&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Snort white shit up my nose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pass out at the shows&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't even think about speed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's something I just don't need&lt;br /&gt;I've got the straight edge!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another average day. I have got to say. Had to do healthy lifestyle. Instead of running we walked. Yeah. Chat with Suhaila, Soleha and Hidayah. After that 'kepo' teacher came and and dying to hear Suhaila's and Hidayah's gossip she asked me and Soleha to move to the back because we were walking too slow. Whatever. I don't like that teacher. Who does she think she is? I don't even believe she is going to be an art teacher or worse, she is already an art teacher! I don't want anything to do with her. I don't want to see her face when I'm in the art room. I don't want any teachings from her. Such a poser! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school went to Huda's house. Eat and play the comp for awhile. We came late for malay focus. Yeah. Malay focus was alright. Just had to do a worksheet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you are wondering why am I drawing 'X' on the back of my hand, its because its a straight edge movement. This movement is to support of not drinking alcohol, smoke cigarettes or taking drugs. There are no dietary or religious beliefs tied to straight edge contrary to media coverage. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am begining to hate the self destruction, the self hatred, the pain and suffering caused by the punk mentality. I hate the 13 slashes I have done on my hand. I don't know what I was thinking. I want to make a change. I want to stop all these madness. Let the Straight Edge movement begin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4005726973145726186?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4005726973145726186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4005726973145726186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4005726973145726186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4005726973145726186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-person-just-like-you-but-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1560033770420425655</id><published>2009-08-20T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T04:31:55.931-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p1/ayc311/oval_tokidoki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 370px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i124.photobucket.com/albums/p1/ayc311/oval_tokidoki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Love Tokidoki&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today was another normal day. Yeah, as usual crazy things just keeps happening. I'm so sorry Syafiqah about the tempias. Haha. Tempias from me and Hari. Haha!! Im so sorry. Today had A-maths test. Hell yeah! Its the last test. A-maths was alrite could do all the questions but confirmed not all the answers are right. Then during Humans, we shared secrets. Shuuush....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah nothing much about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;This is a message from me to that asshole:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;What is you fcuking problem? Huh? Why are you trying to change me? This is what I am! In fact, I hate the way you treat me! The way you are trying to change me is unreasonable! Tak perlu arh dok. Kau ingat kau mane nye bagos arh! Don't tell me what to do. My attitude is not a crime to the society. So why are you trying to change me? You think changing an attitude is like changing clothes? Fcuk that! You may think its for my own good but I think its bogus! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;_!_-_- _!_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-1560033770420425655?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1560033770420425655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1560033770420425655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1560033770420425655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1560033770420425655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-tokidoki-today-was-another-normal.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3901438278551914707</id><published>2009-08-18T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T04:33:24.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm8/nadiah97_bucket/Butterfly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 393px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 500px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i292.photobucket.com/albums/mm8/nadiah97_bucket/Butterfly.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;How I'd wish I could be as free as a butterfly. Just fly away from all the trouble.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today I have no idea why but I just want to blog. There is just something that I need to let it all out. I have been riding emotional roller coaster these days. At one moment I am happy and another moment I am depressed. And Eddy, sometimes you just need to shut your mouth up. I'm not having red alert &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;! What else do you expect? Having to go through test and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DnT&lt;/span&gt; o-level at the same time. Its stressful. 'Things' also begin to happen. They are not meant to happen but it just did. When all these problems begin to happen, I am taking all the blame even though its totally not my fault. I have no idea why am I taking the blame. I guess its just something that I do make m feel that I have to take the blame. Where have I gone wrong? Have I not been playing a good role as a friend? I am sorry. I am facing a lot of trouble myself. I am so sorry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this era there is no such thing as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stereotype&lt;/span&gt; anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3901438278551914707?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3901438278551914707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3901438278551914707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3901438278551914707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3901438278551914707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-id-wish-i-could-be-as-free-as.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5622433333515430827</id><published>2009-08-14T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T07:54:01.647-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss278/dancegirl12/PinkHelloKitty.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i583.photobucket.com/albums/ss278/dancegirl12/PinkHelloKitty.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Hello Kitty obsession!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Aite! Back to square one. Blogging. Today was nothing much really. Except for never ending craziness. Huda was singing during physics lesson. Then 'kene sampok' by her. I also never stop singing before malay focus study. I actually waited for Huda at the bus stop infront of school. Listen to this song 'Unintended by Muse'. I'm so into that song that I kept listening to it over and over again. Before malay focus kept singing that song over and over again. Yeah. Malay focus funny thing happened. Haha. Think back, I feel like laughing about it. Hidayah got red balloon. Huda love that balloon. During malay focus they tried to try do physics experiment. Yah. Then Elza came and 'popped!' the balloon. And yes, all of your reaction was funny. That why I laughed like hell. Then me and Syafiqah played with the balloon rubber thingy. Hah dirty sia. Condom!!! Hahaha....Yeah. Dat was my crazy day. Laughed my ass off.Hahs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5622433333515430827?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5622433333515430827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5622433333515430827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5622433333515430827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5622433333515430827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-kitty-obsession-aite-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8352826767753638784</id><published>2009-08-10T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T06:47:50.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii104/chio1_1/kitty4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i262.photobucket.com/albums/ii104/chio1_1/kitty4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;center&gt; Hello Kitty!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ok back to blogging. As always it takes time for me to just type out a new post. I have been going through a lot lately. I have been riding on emotional roller coaster. Yeah it was difficult. My aunt just passed away. It was really sad to see my grandma crying. At least she is in a better place now. Free from this suffering on earth. Hopefully she rest in peace. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;Today just had tuition. It was alrite. Nothing much. Then we watched a movie. Orphan. It was terrifying. Really. I will never watch the movie ever again. I now know why the movie is rated nc16. There was swearing, nudity and gore scences. Yeah. It was worth my $8 though. What really impressed me about the movie, that there was a lot of Hello Kitty things!! Weee! There was also painting which had UV paints on it. It will only light up in UV light. Awesome. Cool. The movie was also unique and different. Not your average scary movie. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it suppose to be my fault? Get over it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8352826767753638784?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8352826767753638784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8352826767753638784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8352826767753638784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8352826767753638784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-kitty-ok-back-to-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3680171621185581635</id><published>2009-08-01T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T07:26:11.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRO9e1qchI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2OAYw-EAZ-U/s1600-h/5488_1195185324072_1361628136_536414_5423937_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364999874262233618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRO9e1qchI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2OAYw-EAZ-U/s200/5488_1195185324072_1361628136_536414_5423937_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;Ignite Fest!! woo!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRI21wExQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/114RtEnzZ-k/s1600-h/5850_1135012907543_1593948999_30339030_6643447_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364993163083957506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRI21wExQI/AAAAAAAAAHg/114RtEnzZ-k/s200/5850_1135012907543_1593948999_30339030_6643447_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;All glasses. Haha..&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRI2tg5hvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EkxgPa_EYEA/s1600-h/6093_108975129734_599124734_2217054_2665083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364993160872822514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRI2tg5hvI/AAAAAAAAAHY/EkxgPa_EYEA/s200/6093_108975129734_599124734_2217054_2665083_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;Cepat lah senyom, aku nak ajar ni....chey...haha&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRIDZWZl3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/k2Tccc9t5Ck/s1600-h/5850_1135013067547_1593948999_30339033_7405112_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364992279286749042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRIDZWZl3I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/k2Tccc9t5Ck/s200/5850_1135013067547_1593948999_30339033_7405112_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRIDJqfO5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/SAWVi0L2VKQ/s1600-h/DSC01516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364992275076037522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRIDJqfO5I/AAAAAAAAAHI/SAWVi0L2VKQ/s200/DSC01516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRIC7sxAjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pTDT6k6IWrM/s1600-h/DSC01520.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364992271327494706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRIC7sxAjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/pTDT6k6IWrM/s200/DSC01520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364992265624919650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRICmdKnmI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YtLSBEld2Kg/s200/5850_1135015067597_1593948999_30339082_3656290_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;This is a momento. Mine! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRICYuw_XI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ru5IhPxtfsA/s1600-h/5850_1135013187550_1593948999_30339036_8324592_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364992261940641138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRICYuw_XI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ru5IhPxtfsA/s200/5850_1135013187550_1593948999_30339036_8324592_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; &lt;center&gt;I love them!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay I am suppose to blog this ages ago.But I'm blogging it today.I procrastinated. Because I have prelims and been pretty busy lately.Yeah.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let me tell you abt last Saturday.It was an awesome day.Seriously. We went to east point mall to see anugerah performers and some other performers. Got to take pictures with fauzi, fiza o, sarah aqila, chirul, wawan, hydir, kunjung and catty. Yeah they are all awesome. Seeing Azreen dancing on the stage was hilarious. Kekek to the max. I also got myself a souvenir. A autographed poster of all the anugerah performers. Awesome huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right after that, we went to Republic poly to see a gig. Ignite Fest gig beybeh!! Oh yeah. It was awesome. Really. We get to see Fatskunks, Great Spy Experiment and Trella. For me Great Spy experiment was the best. Everyone asked for an encore after the last song that they played. How I'd wish I stayed but it was getting pretty late to stay any longer, so we went home. I heard from Syafiqah that the encore had a mosh. Shit! You don't know how much I love mosh!! Grr...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let me tell you about the weekdays. Since I had prelims, I had to study study and do more studying. Paper one to me was just ok but to me paper two was so much easier. For now I'm relying on my paper two to at least pass my prelims. I really am. After doing paper two I felt satisfied in some way or another.Really. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah that is my week. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3680171621185581635?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3680171621185581635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3680171621185581635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3680171621185581635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3680171621185581635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/08/ignite-fest-woo-all-glasses.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SnRO9e1qchI/AAAAAAAAAHo/2OAYw-EAZ-U/s72-c/5488_1195185324072_1361628136_536414_5423937_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5338996591334589362</id><published>2009-07-16T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T06:58:24.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae315/geancarloscadilhac/imagem00012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 369px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 452px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i983.photobucket.com/albums/ae315/geancarloscadilhac/imagem00012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;You're fcuking hawt&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At last I'm back to blogging. I have been really depressed these days. Really. I maybe be laughing all day but the pain is still there. It so hard to get it off my chest. As some of you know my aunt has cancer and is in hospital for now. Stage 4. No more hope for her. All there is to do is to wait. I heard from my mom that my aunt will be discharge from hospital tomorrow. I was happy to hear that.At least she gets to spend her final days with us. Its better than watching her lying on the hospital bed suffering and crying trying to endure the pain. God has answered my prayers.&lt;em&gt; Alhamdullilah...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prelims and common test are coming!!! Aaah...So stressed. What is there left to do? Study hard and do all my best in the test and exams coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all my friends who have help me through all this pain and sufferings. I am glad that you guys are there for me. You guys cheer me up and helped me in my time of need. To Syafiqah and Huda thanks for teaching me the subjects that I have missed. Appreciated. Thanks to Amalina, Ain, Syafiqah(again) and Huda(again) for making me laugh when I was down. Thanks to Kak Rea and Saini for cheering me up and giving me advice. Appreaciated. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5338996591334589362?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5338996591334589362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5338996591334589362' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5338996591334589362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5338996591334589362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/youre-fcuking-hawt-at-last-im-back-to.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4673736693453215894</id><published>2009-07-10T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:05:07.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldMALuNb5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/PgW7kxxImoQ/s1600-h/DSC02629+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356833847810813842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldMALuNb5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/PgW7kxxImoQ/s200/DSC02629+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldL_yIXeLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gWt32uV0x68/s1600-h/DSC02630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356833840941201586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldL_yIXeLI/AAAAAAAAAGg/gWt32uV0x68/s200/DSC02630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldL_s51kpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/R0aICsI4Qeg/s1600-h/DSC02628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356833839538082450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldL_s51kpI/AAAAAAAAAGY/R0aICsI4Qeg/s200/DSC02628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Tengah tunggu bus arh beb&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqqKuQDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TUubSt9HfEc/s1600-h/Picture+38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356831279003090994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqqKuQDI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/TUubSt9HfEc/s200/Picture+38.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Muke tak perlu&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqshQDZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ktvG-Twj6xM/s1600-h/Picture+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356831279634451858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqshQDZI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ktvG-Twj6xM/s200/Picture+14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqctqauI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hoj2y98b5h0/s1600-h/Picture+21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356831275391544034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqctqauI/AAAAAAAAAGA/hoj2y98b5h0/s200/Picture+21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqBD93sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/XsdD3ESrcIM/s1600-h/Picture+18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356831267968900802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJqBD93sI/AAAAAAAAAF4/XsdD3ESrcIM/s200/Picture+18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJpw8mpuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rfwxtPserpc/s1600-h/Picture+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356831263643051746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldJpw8mpuI/AAAAAAAAAFw/rfwxtPserpc/s200/Picture+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; Crazy Webcamers&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Okay, today is friday! Yay! TGIF! Heh...I was thinking of fasting today but due to being too tired I cannot wake up!! Aaargh!! When I woke up early in the morning my stomach starts to grumble. Hah. So no choice but not to fast today.Yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day was as per normal. Yes, we had to go for malay focus study. -_- Whatever lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before going to focus study we hang out at Hidayah's place for awhile. Hidayah who ask you to play with the lift buttons? She started to press several  lift buttons. She pressed level 3, 4 and 5. Reached level 3, we pushed here out of the lift gently blocked her from entering the lift and close the lift door. Wave to her and went up to level 5 which was the actual level. Hide one corner. She came and we gave her a shock. Hahaha!! Funny sia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After hanging out at Hidayah's house... We were waiting for the very slow lift. Once the lift reached level 5, Hidayah had to grab something from her house... IDK lah eh.Then we rushed into the lift and left Hidayah at level 5.Hah. 2 times sia!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once we reached school....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had malay focus. Who cares!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then Amalin and Syafiqah went hang out at my house. Hah alot of funny things happened as usual. Standard of living per... Hahaha... We webcammed. Took a lot of pics.Yeah awesomeness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Told Aliff about the metal madness gig. After knowing more about it, he confirmed going. Jyeah! Metal heads!! Hahaha.... I also want to go... I asked him if I could tag along, he said yes. And then I said Yay! Haha mcm budak kecik nak pegi playground sak. Padehal2.... Haha... I think I conferm going arh. It will be fcuking awesome. Metal bands from other countries and local bands. Awesome shits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I know you will be the one.~tarantula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4673736693453215894?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4673736693453215894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4673736693453215894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4673736693453215894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4673736693453215894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/tengah-tunggu-bus-arh-beb-muke-tak.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SldMALuNb5I/AAAAAAAAAGo/PgW7kxxImoQ/s72-c/DSC02629+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6948492703445695036</id><published>2009-07-07T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T03:29:42.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e102/lippylypka/black-widow.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i38.photobucket.com/albums/e102/lippylypka/black-widow.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Beautiful but deadly, black widow.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A lot of things have been happening lately. Most of them are not good things. Pressure, stressed, depressed and sadness is what I have been feeling lately. Very emotional. So many test coming up. Prelims in 2 weeks time. My aunt was sent to the hospital just this afternoon. Too many problems to mention. Aaaaah!!! I wish I can just scream my lungs out! Run away from all these situations. Unfulfilled dreams. Scary things have been happening lately. Seriously, yesterday while I was walking back home from tuition, it was around 6-7pm, it felt like a gush of air spinning around my hand. It feels like as if someone is holding my hand. I just ignored it and read some prayers. What else can I do right? This urge to slash have been growing stronger. I have been looking at my wrist lately. Frequently looking at it. Imagining slashing it. Imagining my wrist bleeding profusely. But I try to resist and so far no marks yet. I don't want to burden my parents. They already have enough problems. Fated or karma? Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Forever I will hold on. ~Tarantula.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&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/35602789-6948492703445695036?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6948492703445695036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6948492703445695036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6948492703445695036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6948492703445695036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/beautiful-but-deadly-black-widow.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-9077204946457703185</id><published>2009-07-04T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:55:01.035-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBOLrqfp0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ppbGwB6AoSU/s1600-h/RED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865919550007106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBOLrqfp0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ppbGwB6AoSU/s400/RED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBOLeFw9WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cIQoejqy4Dw/s1600-h/RED02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354865915906291042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBOLeFw9WI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cIQoejqy4Dw/s400/RED02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose choose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-9077204946457703185?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/9077204946457703185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=9077204946457703185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/9077204946457703185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/9077204946457703185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/choose-choose.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBOLrqfp0I/AAAAAAAAAFo/ppbGwB6AoSU/s72-c/RED.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-2365781618612316223</id><published>2009-07-04T23:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T23:26:19.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBHgXC321I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vCB4sxZ9o0A/s1600-h/RED02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354858578210970450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 380px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBHgXC321I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vCB4sxZ9o0A/s400/RED02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-2365781618612316223?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2365781618612316223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=2365781618612316223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2365781618612316223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2365781618612316223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post_04.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SlBHgXC321I/AAAAAAAAAFY/vCB4sxZ9o0A/s72-c/RED02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6608480739669381786</id><published>2009-07-03T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T04:18:01.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i327.photobucket.com/albums/k462/_russianroulette_/Punk-7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i327.photobucket.com/albums/k462/_russianroulette_/Punk-7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pretty Pink Eyes&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeah baby! Im back blogging! Wooh! Haha... Its been days since I last blog. Yes, school have started. It was alright. But this whole H1N1 thingy is very irritating. You know, bringing thermometer and all. At least there are no assemblies. Yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today eh, it was a normal friday.After school Huda showed me the razor blade that she took from DnT room. Quite rusty. She rapped it in tissue. How cute... Haha. I want half of it arh Huda! It might be useful. Hah. 3:45 had to go malay focus study but teacher did not take our attendance, it means we are not suppose to be there(i guess). He insisted us to stay.So yah... Ok lah. After focus study the crazy sickness struck me. I kept laughing like mad. Made dumb jokes. Very dumb jokes. Hah.... Must be very stress I guess. Then go back home with Syafiqa. So yeah... That is my day. Quite boring eh. I want to skate arh...Drools...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;When wil this horor end??? I've been hearing wierd noises these days....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6608480739669381786?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6608480739669381786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6608480739669381786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6608480739669381786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6608480739669381786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/07/pretty-pink-eyes-yeah-baby-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4275078731980949677</id><published>2009-06-19T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:35:07.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sjt1Y17N2cI/AAAAAAAAAEg/79PfSCvOiuY/s1600-h/DSC03292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348998052085356994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sjt1Y17N2cI/AAAAAAAAAEg/79PfSCvOiuY/s320/DSC03292.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I've got a bruise on my knee.Skateboarding!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I went skateboarding. It was awesome. But the weather wasn't. If the weather was perfect I would skate much more longer. So far I've mastered riding the skateboard from one end to another. Hahs. For ollie, 90% there. I'm still not getting the 'pop' sound from the board when doing the ollie. But overall I know how to do the trick. Tried the ramp four times. I fell down three times! Ouch! Tak boleh tahan... Haziq, you're great teacher dude. Hahs. BUT why do you make me ride the ramp??? Huhuhuhu.... Almost sprained my buttocks. Hahs. Learn skateboarding and got tired. Straight away went home cause the weather is not letting me to skate further. Hahs... Whyyy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4275078731980949677?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4275078731980949677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4275078731980949677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4275078731980949677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4275078731980949677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-got-bruise-on-my-knee.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sjt1Y17N2cI/AAAAAAAAAEg/79PfSCvOiuY/s72-c/DSC03292.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8634937275662891566</id><published>2009-06-13T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T04:06:53.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i565.photobucket.com/albums/ss100/smans41/EMO-SMANS.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 353px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i565.photobucket.com/albums/ss100/smans41/EMO-SMANS.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Betrayer&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;At last! I've got someone to teach me skateboarding. At long last. Can't wait to learn skateboarding. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Wooh&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;In your life you'll realize that there is a purpose for every person you meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some are there to test you, some will use you, some will teach you and some will bring out the best in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Some may cause you pain but you'll learn to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let go of the people who can't treat you right and hold on to those who love and see your worth.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8634937275662891566?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8634937275662891566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8634937275662891566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8634937275662891566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8634937275662891566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/betrayer-at-last-ive-got-someone-to.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6355326841485257572</id><published>2009-06-11T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:46:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss11/XXEMOEMXX/408569976_aedb24371242666677.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i557.photobucket.com/albums/ss11/XXEMOEMXX/408569976_aedb24371242666677.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Awesomeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I met Emi. If I stayed longer I would already watch the j-rock performance. But I wanted to go out with Amalina and Syafiqah. To watch a movie, 'Drag me to hell'.Yeah... Yes Emi, no denial, the boys were hot and funny. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;The movie eh. Not bad... Although some parts of the movie was unlogic. Rather nonscense. There was alot gruesome and gore scene. Those scene were awesome.... Disgusting but awesome... Hahaha. The scenes where the old woman scares the banker were shocking. The Lamia demon was also scary. Heh. Kelakar seram pon ade. Yah.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie eat at banquet. After eating we lepak. Thing happened when we 'lepak'. Yah. I dont think i want to write it down in my blog. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;To you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fcuk you larh!! Jealous ke pe?Jealous cakap arh! Tak yah nak act merajok. Kalau kau bleh buat asal aku tak bleh?Padehal sey. HUH?! HUH?! Mepek! Kau lagi terok arh. Aku tak cakap pape asal kau nak cakap mcm gini? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Its alright, my life has never been a bed of roses. Dont feel sorry for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6355326841485257572?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6355326841485257572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6355326841485257572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6355326841485257572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6355326841485257572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/awesomeness-today-i-met-emi.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4060159039185045237</id><published>2009-06-09T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T23:40:50.038-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o157/lowridincows/abc3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 366px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o157/lowridincows/abc3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Skateboarding!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yes made up my mind. Im gonna learn skateboarding! No one is gonna stop me. At least know the basics will do. Skating is something that I want to do before I die. Haha. Kay, right. Today, my spirit in enlightened. For some reasons. Heh. Awesome. No more insane days. Yeah. If you wondering am I posting crap in my blog. It is because these days, there is almost nothing to do. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4060159039185045237?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4060159039185045237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4060159039185045237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4060159039185045237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4060159039185045237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/skateboarding-yes-made-up-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-2334673859284192797</id><published>2009-06-08T21:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:56:39.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o68/ione_loser/Emo%20Things/lonely.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o68/ione_loser/Emo%20Things/lonely.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;So bored, so lonely and so cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, I've been really emo. Seriously. I guess its been boring these days. Boring days made me emo. WTF?! Hah. Arhgh... I'm tired of this situation happening again and again. Why does it have to be this way?? Straight foward lah! Just tell me what's your problem! Huh huh? Takot ke pe? Tak takot cakap arh! Grrr.... Im so angry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-2334673859284192797?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2334673859284192797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=2334673859284192797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2334673859284192797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2334673859284192797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-bored-so-lonely-and-so-cliche.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i117.photobucket.com/albums/o68/ione_loser/Emo%20Things/th_lonely.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-607020609832618863</id><published>2009-06-07T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T04:36:30.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv245/Mz_khunlandeh_iort_03/LOVE-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i688.photobucket.com/albums/vv245/Mz_khunlandeh_iort_03/LOVE-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When will the moment come again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays eh. Kinda boring. It is not going as planned. Homework? Haven't done it. As I say, my holidays are not going as planned. Ugh! Why is it so difficult to move?? Every afternoon seems to be a lazy one. Watch tv, play the comp, psp, drawing and doing maths. The same old thing, again and again. Can someone just turn on the heat? Make me feel high. Wooo~ Kay sounds quite wrong but something like that. Haha. I wanna go to the gig! But no one to go with. I mean seriously, who listens to deathcore? Hardcore? Metal?? Only one and only me. Haiz... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-607020609832618863?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/607020609832618863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=607020609832618863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/607020609832618863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/607020609832618863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-will-moment-come-again-holidays-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7631150088196074478</id><published>2009-06-05T04:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T04:26:50.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SikA3BROcXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ydaJBNN1Tkw/s1600-h/DSC08439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343803378085294450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SikA3BROcXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ydaJBNN1Tkw/s320/DSC08439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I'm done with your pic Emi. Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7631150088196074478?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7631150088196074478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7631150088196074478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7631150088196074478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7631150088196074478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-done-with-your-pic-emi.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SikA3BROcXI/AAAAAAAAAEY/ydaJBNN1Tkw/s72-c/DSC08439.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4817414835618537238</id><published>2009-06-04T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:23:19.824-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SifKqCM49bI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MsNYnhSWla0/s1600-h/syafiqah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343462306392634802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SifKqCM49bI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MsNYnhSWla0/s320/syafiqah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Zombified Syafiqah. Muahahahahahaha....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4817414835618537238?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4817414835618537238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4817414835618537238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4817414835618537238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4817414835618537238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/zombified-syafiqah.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SifKqCM49bI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/MsNYnhSWla0/s72-c/syafiqah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-2208059530489484598</id><published>2009-06-04T05:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T05:17:12.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sie5v6weVkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dn2H4pPQyIc/s1600-h/zomb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343443715775944258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sie5v6weVkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dn2H4pPQyIc/s320/zomb.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is my zombified pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sie5vkhbh7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/huimiU1Had4/s1600-h/image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343443709807265714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sie5vkhbh7I/AAAAAAAAAEA/huimiU1Had4/s320/image.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I zombified Aliff's pic. HahA! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone else want their pic zombified? Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;About today ehh? Nothing much happened. Had maths class this morning. After maths class went to causeway point and eat at Banquet. Hadzira was dared to watch Hannah Montanna the movie by herself. But didnt make it at last cause her mother came in to watch the movie also. Im so sorry about the dare and you had to give Syafiqah chocolates. Hahaha... Jangan marah ehk. Yeah then after eating we walk around causeway point and go 'study' at library. After that went to Kak Rea's house for tuition. So yah.. Thats the day aite. Nothing much. The End. Shoo! heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. I'm gonna miss you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-2208059530489484598?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2208059530489484598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=2208059530489484598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2208059530489484598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2208059530489484598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-my-zombified-pic.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/Sie5v6weVkI/AAAAAAAAAEI/dn2H4pPQyIc/s72-c/zomb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-772585935793830727</id><published>2009-06-02T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T04:17:36.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-J6du6eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Blxs7TxSoCc/s1600-h/DSC03140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674504234494434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-J6du6eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Blxs7TxSoCc/s200/DSC03140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Viking! Viking! Viking! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hehehe&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-JixVcAI/AAAAAAAAADw/TTyzzMNdIm8/s1600-h/DSC03144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674497874259970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-JixVcAI/AAAAAAAAADw/TTyzzMNdIm8/s200/DSC03144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Sempat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ambik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gambar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dari&lt;/span&gt; Ferris wheel.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-JaobuXI/AAAAAAAAADo/8_2lNm_sxgU/s1600-h/DSC04311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674495689439602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-JaobuXI/AAAAAAAAADo/8_2lNm_sxgU/s200/DSC04311.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me with birthday girl (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-JCsWepI/AAAAAAAAADg/HkMz1jQa5Lg/s1600-h/DSC04301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674489263422098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-JCsWepI/AAAAAAAAADg/HkMz1jQa5Lg/s200/DSC04301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After an awesome time. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Sume&lt;/span&gt; mate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;penat&lt;/span&gt;. Esp mine.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-I9wNMBI/AAAAAAAAADY/hcTkXcLL14o/s1600-h/DSC04297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342674487937413138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-I9wNMBI/AAAAAAAAADY/hcTkXcLL14o/s200/DSC04297.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We made new friends! Bee and butterfly. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Jakon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;marh&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay I'm suppose to post this last two days. Laziness ruled me, so I post today. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt; had to go to Downtown East by ourselves. It was quite a horrible trip going from woodlands to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ris&lt;/span&gt;. Esp when we were on the bus. We sit at the sit which faces another seat opposite the seat. If you know what I mean. Suddenly this man sat in front of us. I didn't care at first until he began to mumble to himself. He looked at us and mumble some words. For all I know the words were not in English. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hokkien&lt;/span&gt;? Chinese? No idea. The more he mumbles the more freaky it gets. Then I read prayers in my heart. Cannot take it anymore, we changed our seat. He was still mumbling and looking at us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached Escape Theme Park and meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Amalina&lt;/span&gt;. We straight away went to the so called haunted house. Only me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Syafiqah&lt;/span&gt; went in. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Sakit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;telinge&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. The best ride would be the viking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After riding all the other rides for several hours, we met &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt; outside Escape theme park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reached at the chalet. Eat, eat and more eating. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. Awesome! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to E!hub. Walk here, walk there. Brought a hello kitty water bottle. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then went home with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;Atikah&lt;/span&gt;. There was a t.v. in the bus but I couldn't see a single thing cause a man head blocked the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;tv&lt;/span&gt;. Damn...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was about it. Yes, the post today sounds a little bit null. Cause I'm pretty lazy now. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AMALINA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-772585935793830727?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/772585935793830727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=772585935793830727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/772585935793830727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/772585935793830727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/06/viking-viking-viking-hehehe.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SiT-J6du6eI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Blxs7TxSoCc/s72-c/DSC03140.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3099186311714686846</id><published>2009-05-30T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T07:27:45.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i706.photobucket.com/albums/ww62/sarad_98/punks20not20dead-200x2001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i706.photobucket.com/albums/ww62/sarad_98/punks20not20dead-200x2001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ok, today is such an &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;EMOTIONAL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;day!!! Grr... Ein, why do you have to disturb me untill like that?! Huhuhuhu. Im so angry.Grr..... Never mind, disturb me all you want, I dont care!!! One day you will tired of disturbing me. Cause, I will not give a damn to you when you disturb me. Grrrr..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I went out with Ein. Kay here it goes, he want me to meet him at Khatib. I didnt know he was there for a long time already. Then he told me to meet him at somerset instead cause he wanted to see a gig there. So I went to somerset. Reach somerset, then sit at a place near a skate park. Awesomeness. Heh. Waited for him... Then 'poof' he turned up.Haha, kay no lah. Then lepak lepak. Made 2 new friends, the y are Nadia and Sab. Why Sab? Cannot tell eh. Haha. After lepak, then from somerset we walk to city hall. Giler kan. Tau tak per. When we were walking, Ein tak habes2 kacau aku. -_- Mcm siak. He called me a freak cause I did not react when he disturb me. Thanks eh, not. Tapi dalam hati, terbakar-bakar hati aku tau!!! Halfway thru walking, went to toilet. Wash my hand and went out of the toilet to wait for Nadia and Sab. They went out and Sab screamed when she saw me. I thot what sia, she was just shocked I was outside the toilet. Haha... Right. Kay continue walking and Ein was still disturbing me. -_- Irritating much. Then at City Hall, went to Macdonald. Ein blanja me. Not the whole set lah but ok lah. At least kan. He didnt want his fries and gave the whole box of untouched fries to me. Like woah. You're generous dude. Thanks! Hah. Kay then we went home after that. Dats all arh. Nothing much mar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Ein, you so skinny sia. Tsk tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3099186311714686846?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3099186311714686846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3099186311714686846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3099186311714686846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3099186311714686846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-today-is-such-emotional-day-grr.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-1410011764125805785</id><published>2009-05-22T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T04:20:39.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaBAXUIJ-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UjyzEdvOA8E/s1600-h/DSC02516.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338596251552720866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaBAXUIJ-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UjyzEdvOA8E/s200/DSC02516.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The dinosaur we were all '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;jakon&lt;/span&gt;' about. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ahak&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaBAO3pWhI/AAAAAAAAADI/LWca02UFjtA/s1600-h/DSC02515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338596249285777938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaBAO3pWhI/AAAAAAAAADI/LWca02UFjtA/s200/DSC02515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fcuked&lt;/span&gt; up. 2 Pointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaA_xD_dnI/AAAAAAAAADA/qiSQi9Xb_08/s1600-h/DSC03057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338596241284494962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaA_xD_dnI/AAAAAAAAADA/qiSQi9Xb_08/s200/DSC03057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dark blue...Dark blue... &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338596244710735042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaA_903vMI/AAAAAAAAAC4/zUAZ6BpOTVQ/s200/DSC03062.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Put him in the chair of torture!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Muahahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaA_7dVdTI/AAAAAAAAACw/05DQJKpgMec/s1600-h/DSC03050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338596244075148594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaA_7dVdTI/AAAAAAAAACw/05DQJKpgMec/s200/DSC03050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pat lift &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;kecoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt;???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShZ_ujsll8I/AAAAAAAAACo/1LELWBMfWCw/s1600-h/DSC03056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594846127265730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShZ_ujsll8I/AAAAAAAAACo/1LELWBMfWCw/s200/DSC03056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Those beautiful colours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShZ_NfbBcJI/AAAAAAAAACg/SQJIAc2fXOo/s1600-h/DSC03060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338594278044168338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShZ_NfbBcJI/AAAAAAAAACg/SQJIAc2fXOo/s200/DSC03060.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muscle man. Never thought my body could turn out this way. I need to shave my armpits! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShZ-8jXcBQI/AAAAAAAAACY/kXrF3oJ3LVY/s1600-h/DSC03059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338593987045098754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShZ-8jXcBQI/AAAAAAAAACY/kXrF3oJ3LVY/s200/DSC03059.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Muscle man 2.He's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;hawt&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;HAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kay today....I went to the Science centre! The place wasn't that awesome but our '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kecohness&lt;/span&gt;' made the whole excursion awesome.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!! Cannot stop laughing just thinking about the whole trip. First we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;omni&lt;/span&gt; theater and watch a documentary about underwater dinosaur. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. The documentary wasn't that exciting but the effects was cool. It made me feel I was going to be eaten by the dinosaur.It reminded me of swimming. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;. 'I wanna FLY!'. Kay random. Then we were told to do this booklet and find the answer in the science centre. Me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Huda&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hidayah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Azreen&lt;/span&gt; only did the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station.We got the other answers from these two lower sec girls in exchange we give the answers to them for the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; station.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.... Then we enjoy!!!&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;...Fool around like little kids gone wild.Even the primary school children lost to us.  This one machine that got us laugh like demons, it took a picture of us and you can make your face look old or look like a baby.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Kekek&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;sey&lt;/span&gt;!!! Only me,&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ain&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;hidayah&lt;/span&gt; got to try the machine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we moved on....Skip some parts....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to this place that's full of mirrors. Took picture there the all of a sudden there was this loud sound as loud as thunder.We all SCREAMED!!!! Shocking much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Hidayah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;brape&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;banyak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;kali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;dah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;kau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;kene&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;terkejot&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;ngan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;kiteorang&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Chillax&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;arh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to this place that was full of micro organism (not literally speaking ). We saw this big cardboard of a headless man. I placed my head on top of the headless body and '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;tada&lt;/span&gt;...' I'm muscle man! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Walking down the stairs and we saw other 4/1 students &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;. All of us saw this one chair which gives a vibration shock if you sit on the chair and hold the rod. Providing you have to pay a dollar. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;. Then they all asked &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;Elza&lt;/span&gt; to try the chair.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!! He was scared at first but he tried it in the end. He only could up to a shock of 300.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;tuu&lt;/span&gt;... Man, you should look at his face when he got shocked. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;Muahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!! Kay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;kay&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;enuf&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Moving on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went back to the place outside &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;macdonald&lt;/span&gt;. From there we went back to school &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;luh&lt;/span&gt;.So yeah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;dats&lt;/span&gt; about our trip to the science centre.... got other stories but lazy to tell &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Ain&lt;/span&gt; you have been candid by me!!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Muahahaahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-1410011764125805785?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/1410011764125805785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=1410011764125805785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1410011764125805785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/1410011764125805785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/dinosaur-we-were-all-jakon-about.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/ShaBAXUIJ-I/AAAAAAAAADQ/UjyzEdvOA8E/s72-c/DSC02516.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8329884697340680060</id><published>2009-05-18T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T01:42:33.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh187/1zuzax1/COLOR%20SPLASH/th122graa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 122px; height: 159px;" src="http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh187/1zuzax1/COLOR%20SPLASH/th122graa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been years since I played hopscotch...Hmmm....ok!&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of thing to blog about today.Okay,first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today is my last day of exam!Whooo~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last paper was a-maths.The paper was alrite, I was able to do most of the question.But the graph question was susah lah.Aiyoyoyo tambi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home with Huda.When we step out of school, Ms Milhan called us. Wierd eh? We was wondering what would she call us for,what 2.4??Cause we see people running.So yah.Kay then she called us and asked us if we could direct this two people(some stranger) to RP. Then we direct lah until the traffic light. As we were directing these two people, me and Huda didnt talk at all. I knew both of was thinking about something. Then suddenly I smiled.Then I can't resist but to ask Huda, 'Kau rase boleh dapat star award tak mcm gini?'. Hahaha!! Then Huda told me she was also thinking about the same thing.Hahaha!!Stupid sia.Kay lah then we tell ourselves that we help this people with no reaward.Ikhlas ikhlas.Kay kay.Then reach home after eating I played 'rock band'. Made a new band and played songs, blah blah blah. The game is awesome!Hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then shower, went to sleep,Whoo! Awesome! I sleep for a couple of hours.The weather was just right for sleeping and it wasnt that bright. I had never slept in the afternoon for weeks! Mcm first time gtu..Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*To those two girls who I've called bitches, Im sorry.I didnt meant to call you that. And I have no bad intentions.I was just so mad about the things that you just did to hurt the person you hate. I know how it feels to be deceived and backstabbed. Been there, done that.Your urge to take revenge was strong. And you did. I don't want to play or support any sides. &lt;br /&gt;Now everything is back to normal just the way it suppose to be.Just the way I like it.oh yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8329884697340680060?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8329884697340680060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8329884697340680060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8329884697340680060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8329884697340680060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-years-since-i-played-hopscotch.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i256.photobucket.com/albums/hh187/1zuzax1/COLOR%20SPLASH/th_th122graa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6733789000604349293</id><published>2009-05-16T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T08:52:16.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;See lah. See what you have done BITCHES!!! Happy now?! Everything is falling apart now! Why do you guys have to be so mean? Why do you have to over react?Why do you have to take revenge?&lt;br /&gt;Seriously arh, you two should get a life! Eh budak kecik nak jadi minah! Tk jadi ah eh. Fcuk Off lah!!!AAAAaaaaarrrrgghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;Now what are you gonna do about it?Laugh?Laugh arh! Laugh all you want! One day KARMA will bite you real hard!!!And then I'll be the next one to laugh!&lt;br /&gt;If I have a chance to beat you guys up, I would!&lt;br /&gt;You think whatever that had just happened will end here?And you both can laugh about what had just happened? I dont think so! This is the begining of your MISERY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I HATE YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6733789000604349293?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6733789000604349293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6733789000604349293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6733789000604349293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6733789000604349293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/see-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-28117462082905652</id><published>2009-05-15T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:27:22.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m251/ira8-o/Music/music.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 104px;" src="http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m251/ira8-o/Music/music.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gonna be a short post.Ok.A little bit different in this post.You dont have to understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once enemies and now you're both are friends.&lt;br /&gt;Just over a night, things change so fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You both team up to solve a situation.&lt;br /&gt;Solving it in an immature way.&lt;br /&gt;You both would'nt mind carrying all the shame.&lt;br /&gt;As long as you get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperates.&lt;br /&gt;This is one word to describe the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;Desperate to get the things that you want.&lt;br /&gt;And end up living your life in shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look what happened!&lt;br /&gt;You had been deceived!&lt;br /&gt;You didn't blame yourselves.&lt;br /&gt;You choose to blame others instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Causing more trouble than good.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;br /&gt;And ignore is what I choose.&lt;br /&gt;You get what you deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't pay anymore attention to the both of you.&lt;br /&gt;Talk all you want to me, I'll keep myself shut.&lt;br /&gt;I am moving on.&lt;br /&gt;And don't you dare crying up to me like a pussycat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not even brave enough to show your name to the world.&lt;br /&gt;Both of you are fools!&lt;br /&gt;Had enough of your bitchy acts.&lt;br /&gt;Get a &lt;strong&gt;LIFE&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-28117462082905652?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/28117462082905652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=28117462082905652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/28117462082905652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/28117462082905652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-gonna-be-short-post.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i106.photobucket.com/albums/m251/ira8-o/Music/th_music.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-584885604995917070</id><published>2009-05-04T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:17:53.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i413.photobucket.com/albums/pp212/lasilabatonica/justice-shirt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://i413.photobucket.com/albums/pp212/lasilabatonica/justice-shirt.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay today would just be another simple post.I gotta to rush off and study.Study Study Study!!!Okay today woke up and not in the right mood to go to school!!!Urrrghhh... But YOU never fail to make my day.Yay! Mood changed, want to go to school.hehe.&lt;strong&gt;SKIP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During English, we went to ITRR3. I sat with Huda and Sharul.We're the three musketerer....NOT! We gossiped about ppl,Sharul also join.Nice... Then we talked about how noisy the class was...bla bla bla.&lt;strong&gt;SKIP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a-maths class, my head was painful after I did the whole trigonometry worksheet.Ouch! Then for the last five minutes we have to re-arrange the table and my the floor was full of rubbish...Cant stand it!!! I took the broom and sweep the floor.It wasn't my duty but I insisted on doing it.Sweep sweep sweep, then others say i shouldn't be doing the sweeping,it was Shi hwee who was suppose to do it.But, i still want to do the sweeping.IDK why....but i just like sweeping.hah!Wierd much.&lt;br /&gt;Then after school thinking we all had tuition but we dont have at last.When we were entering the entrance of causeway point this one ITE guy asked Amalina or Ain whether he was handsome or not theh Syafiqah said 'hensem taik'!HAhahah! Nice one Syafiqah! Then they made unreasonable noises like 'WOAH!!!Wha??' IDK???... We went to KFC.Thanks Amalina and Syafiqah for lending me some money.Promise, Ill return your money back.Went to library, STUDY! Back stress, I we try to find  the book 'angles and demons' but it was all on loan.Fcuk!I had high hopes there would at least be a book that is not on loan...but no...&lt;strong&gt;SKIP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back home with Ain and Amalina.My leg,back and head all pain lah....Alamak.Thats about it.Hehehe...so much for my short post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-584885604995917070?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/584885604995917070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=584885604995917070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/584885604995917070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/584885604995917070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-today-would-just-be-another-simple.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6186777145249060988</id><published>2009-04-24T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T04:56:08.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh63/claudiaviktoria/Word%20Icons/hello.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 159px; height: 65px;" src="http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh63/claudiaviktoria/Word%20Icons/hello.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today im gonna tell you guys about my day yesterday and today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 2.4 km run again but I only ran 2 rounds cause I passed last week.I only ran cause I pair up with Amalina to pass her 2.4 km.And well she did it!Congrats Amalina for passing your 2.4.Yeah!At start she feels like giving up but kept running and told her to just keep running.At the second round her will power became stronger after singing the song I dream by Taufiq Batisah.Cool or what?Then I let her keep running by herself for the third round cause I really can't stand running again cause I know I pass already.So yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early in the morning we already had to do the so called RS dance. What only.But at last I kinda find it quite fun.Now all we need is a coconut tree to dance for the Indian dance.Haha kay lame.Inside joke.Ehem....Kay and then we had english lesson and nothing much happened.Then we had &lt;strong&gt;A-MATHS&lt;/strong&gt;.So fcuking stressed after &lt;strong&gt;A-MATHS&lt;/strong&gt;.Somehow suddenly I cannot cope with the topic but now I'm cool with it.During recess I cried cause I was so stressed.I had to cry it all out and then I felt better.During chemistry,there would always be something get sticked to me when I got out of the chemistry lab.Always....Last two weeks it was ammonia scent and today some manganese thingy got sticked to my shirt and arm.It was greyish.Haiz...Luckily it was an easy chemical to wash off.Phew! &lt;br /&gt;After school had DnT focus study.Nothing unusual but everything was alright I felt more calm.I can now do my model of my product.And the drawing, sketching and explaining is almost finished.SO yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im my opinion things happen for a reason.Retribution is the word for it.To me every bad thing that you do,it will hit you back tenfold harder.Every good thing that you do,the reward will be heavenly.There are a million reasons to why good things and bad things happen.It starts with our own self to decide whether we want our life to be good or bad.So make your choice.A smile is all and a positive thinking ahead is all that is needed to make your day right.Trust me it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spiderman!! I need you!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6186777145249060988?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6186777145249060988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6186777145249060988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6186777145249060988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6186777145249060988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-im-gonna-tell-you-guys-about-my.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i253.photobucket.com/albums/hh63/claudiaviktoria/Word%20Icons/th_hello.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3130935300554117427</id><published>2009-04-20T01:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T01:22:03.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/paintingflowerswhite_art/jacklikesdeek21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk164/paintingflowerswhite_art/jacklikesdeek21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday eh....Hmmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;It was alrite.Nonthin' much happened.As some of you know I started drawing on my arm with my calligraphy marker.And it looked almost like a real tattoo.Heh cool.My calligraphy marker is almost out of ink.Its difficult to write on paper but it was easy to use it on skin.And it looks like a real tattoo,well almost.Then I started drawing on Huda's arm,Ain's and Syafiqa. At class it was Hidayah and Amalina.Sorry Amalina yours didnt turn out well.Heh.Sowie... I was quite tired just now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think thats about it.Nothing much happened today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3130935300554117427?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3130935300554117427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3130935300554117427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3130935300554117427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3130935300554117427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-eh.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6252920838643678216</id><published>2009-04-16T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T05:31:44.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m75/gaby10180/love%20icons/icon.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 55px;" src="http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m75/gaby10180/love%20icons/icon.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay as usual I'm bloggin' to tell you guys abt my day.Firstly I had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.4km run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly when I was running for the second round...I saw a GAY! I think, cause from far I thought the he was a female.As I got nearer, well the female was actually a male.So yah.He had a long hair(shoulder lenght) and wore a v-neck shirt that exposed almost half of his chest! That's what made me think that he was a female.Kay, what-ev.At least he made me motivate to run faster.Hah! "OMG!It's a gay! Run away! Help fire!(Inside joke)".Hahaha.Den after I saw the gay I saw Zul.He was walking with his groupies.Hahaha little mens.Kay random.Then I passed him.Then he passed me.Then I passed him.Competing katekan.Zul, you shud be better than me tau! Kay then I ran and ran.Then got cram. Shyt! But I still kept running.Yeah perseverance.What-ev. Finished the third run I was so drunk.Really,my head was red and I cannot walk properly.I can't even breath.But it was all worth it cause I passed!I got 16 mins and 50 secs.Ok lah tu.Just right.I waited there for awhile.Then saw Zul running.Then I shouted 'go zul!' and others also started to cheer hah.Then someone said white tiger to him.Wha?Went back into school after the 2.4.Then i saw Zul sitting outside the general office.He was breathing heavily and then Mdm Ow appeared and said 'who was that?'.Then she saw Zul and said 'are you ok?'.Then I said come you want me to carry you.HEh.Then Mdm Ow said to me take good care of him, his from my class.I was like wha?... Then went back to class had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maths class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened here.When I overheard Debbie talking abt the gay she saw.Then I said I also saw the gay.Blah blah blah.No focus study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Geog lesson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad...It was one of the awesome geog lesson.I could pay attention in class. When we were writing notes suddenly Jasper was talking about Obama's dog.His dog name was 'BO'.Hahaha how cute.Then he keeps saying 'BO' and barks.LOL. I laughed and couldn't write properly.Thanks eh Jasper.Hahaha.Then suddenly Mdm Haslinda talk about her cat that watches tv.I also couldn't stop laughing about that.Hah.Then she showed us the 'google earth' thing.COOOOOL! And i keep hearing Syafiqah saying 'Wooooh....'.Hahaha jakun nye budak tu...hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DnT class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most pathetic lesson eva! Farhana was alone so she sat with us.And then started asking the instructure common sense qns.Like what???And i can see huda was frustrated bcos she needed some answers to her qns.But the instructur keep paying attention to her stupid qns.Then after DNT Huda got so streesed out bcos there was no still answer for her product.She cried and laughed.Ok...I pity her cause Ive been in that situation b4.So sorry i couldn't help you that much.I cant do much miracles.But i was able to teman her halifway to home after buying some chocolates to relieve our stress.Heh.Yeah dats all for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: Work hard and peservere!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6252920838643678216?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6252920838643678216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6252920838643678216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6252920838643678216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6252920838643678216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/kay-as-usual-im-bloggin-to-tell-you.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i101.photobucket.com/albums/m75/gaby10180/love%20icons/th_icon.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6561126610928118252</id><published>2009-04-15T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:18:24.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWwVUt0jwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FkOPX2lLaNA/s1600-h/DSC01556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWwVUt0jwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FkOPX2lLaNA/s200/DSC01556.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324856014820118274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWwVEBfvbI/AAAAAAAAACI/a13Dxqlnnz4/s1600-h/DSC01578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWwVEBfvbI/AAAAAAAAACI/a13Dxqlnnz4/s200/DSC01578.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324856010339237298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu_Nm3FmI/AAAAAAAAACA/5QnIcckjCSw/s1600-h/DSC01572.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu_Nm3FmI/AAAAAAAAACA/5QnIcckjCSw/s200/DSC01572.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324854535443125858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu-y3gF9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/IwfK_Eexn2A/s1600-h/DSC01550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu-y3gF9I/AAAAAAAAAB4/IwfK_Eexn2A/s200/DSC01550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324854528265164754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu-kKEI_I/AAAAAAAAABw/1jzMx7xEAcA/s1600-h/DSC01547.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu-kKEI_I/AAAAAAAAABw/1jzMx7xEAcA/s200/DSC01547.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324854524316492786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu-QelnTI/AAAAAAAAABo/nAPZG_4Ldds/s1600-h/DSC01564.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWu-QelnTI/AAAAAAAAABo/nAPZG_4Ldds/s200/DSC01564.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324854519033863474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay at last! I got the pics.There were more pictures but these are my favourites. Today must be 'Free Show day' I guess.Seriously too many free many show esp in school. I changed my place during physics as usual. I have no idea why Hidayah was suddenly infront of me. Girl,you're my distraction! Reall! Stop disturbing me lah esp when Im focused! Then Syafiqah come along.Then we disturb Hidayah with the whole 'sunat' thing.Hah take that! Who ask you to tap on my table when I'm writing?HUh?Huh? HUH!? And then I dont know why Hidayah and syafiqah suddenly ehem..ehem...Tell me lah.Touching each other at all the wrong places.Cannot stop laughing sia!Hah! Then school ends.And then there was this band playing at our school amphitheater.Ok ok only lah.I ve seen better.Hah. Then went straight to art club.Boring arh nothing much to do cause Mdm Lis was not there.Haiz...What isit Zul? Youre talking to me? Sorry I wasnt listening.Thats what I said to him after he brag about how good he was.Cmon lah Im better than you dude!Haha even your friends say so!Hahaha jkjk.We're equal aite!We're both good in our different ways.Yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. You got me trippin'!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6561126610928118252?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6561126610928118252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6561126610928118252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6561126610928118252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6561126610928118252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/kay-at-last-i-got-pics.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeWwVUt0jwI/AAAAAAAAACQ/FkOPX2lLaNA/s72-c/DSC01556.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-9018747943051265705</id><published>2009-04-11T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:29:20.694-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCx2erPyiI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aw6h0xzE7AA/s1600-h/DSC02477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCx2erPyiI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aw6h0xzE7AA/s200/DSC02477.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323450309057432098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCxroPchCI/AAAAAAAAABY/RL4M0Xd_bn4/s1600-h/DSC02481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCxroPchCI/AAAAAAAAABY/RL4M0Xd_bn4/s200/DSC02481.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323450122646619170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCxiUnPiCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tioF41Zgqck/s1600-h/DSC02478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCxiUnPiCI/AAAAAAAAABQ/tioF41Zgqck/s200/DSC02478.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323449962758899746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok those are some photos from the gig.Man,the gig was awesome!And fuck hell, the asshole with his bitch came too!Shyt! That bitch keep staring at me and syafiqah and then laugh.Wha??? Get A LIFE!What your problem??? Whatever lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay ignore that.Now about that gig.Kay the we only watched 2 bands play.There were more but my butt was getting more crammed by the minute and the place was getting more crowded.My only purpose of going there was only to watch my friend play.And well,my ticket was worth it.They were fcuking awesome.Played the greatest song.The drums,vocals and guitars were just right.Better than the first band.Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The crowd was calm at first when the first band played.When the second band played...the crowd still calm until there was MOSH! Hahaha! It was damn funny... I mean really the boys pushing each other.I wasnt involve though.Then that asshole tried to mosh tapi tak jadi!Huahuahua.Boleh blah ah beb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the band played all thier songs we left straight away,malas nak tenggok band lain punye pasal and its getting late...so yah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when we are going on our separate ways...my friend suddenly gave me a knuckle clutch.So yah i give back 3 times.Heh.Kay then we go home,malas nak cerite yang lain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-9018747943051265705?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/9018747943051265705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=9018747943051265705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/9018747943051265705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/9018747943051265705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-those-are-some-photos-from-gig.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/SeCx2erPyiI/AAAAAAAAABg/Aw6h0xzE7AA/s72-c/DSC02477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-2137749275839786702</id><published>2009-04-10T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:26:45.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i310.photobucket.com/albums/kk426/Grier_Glamour/Celebrities/1_698722797l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 288px;" src="http://i310.photobucket.com/albums/kk426/Grier_Glamour/Celebrities/1_698722797l.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!Hell yeah I get to go to the punk rock concert! Whoo! Confermed!Cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the day was quite mendaks.Nothin much happened.Went to causeway with family.Brought some food,my adik shoe and frappe.Yeah nothing extraordinary happened.I try to tell u guys about the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band is gonna play green day songs and one simple plan song.Weeeee~They are gonna bring life back to green day and simple plan song.Me love.Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Rock Hard beybeh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-2137749275839786702?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2137749275839786702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=2137749275839786702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2137749275839786702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2137749275839786702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/omghell-yeah-i-get-to-go-to-punk-rock.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i310.photobucket.com/albums/kk426/Grier_Glamour/Celebrities/th_1_698722797l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-3807952618267192631</id><published>2009-04-09T02:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:25:23.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i313.photobucket.com/albums/ll361/Shortie_da_hottest/GrApHiCs/music.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 185px; height: 250px;" src="http://i313.photobucket.com/albums/ll361/Shortie_da_hottest/GrApHiCs/music.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay today must have been the worst, annoying, irritating and filth day of my life!Kay school was like hell to me.Almost no mood to learn today for some reasons. But Humans was awesome...wierd. We laughed alot. Has got to be one of the most fun humnas lesson.Heh. Lets skip to after school then.I had...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mass run&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we did not get to complete it as there was thunder halfway.Heh.After I had the confidence to run,then we are told to stop running already.Haiz...Its ok then.Then just go back home straight away with Syafiqa and Ain.Then halfway we separate.I go back home alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I guess thats all.Nothing much today..really.Dont want to be too detailed.Tommorow donnid to go to school!Wooh!Awesomeness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Have you tried your jackfruit sheesha already?And stop bugging me with your pork sheesha lah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-3807952618267192631?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/3807952618267192631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=3807952618267192631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3807952618267192631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/3807952618267192631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/kay-today-must-have-been-worst-annoying.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i313.photobucket.com/albums/ll361/Shortie_da_hottest/GrApHiCs/th_music.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5483780216439246501</id><published>2009-04-08T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T04:33:46.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc193/LukeSkylander/Photoshop/Power2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc193/LukeSkylander/Photoshop/Power2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok suddenly I feel like blogging.And I dont know why.I know i have been so silent just now,I just dont feel like myself today.There is still some anger in me which is so hard to get rid of it.But whatever, here goes the story of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;In Class&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay in class nothing extraordinary happened except for the poking of pins in the palm.Eddy started it..isit? Then I also join in but only 1 pin...hehe.I must be crazy for doing that.Eddy used up like 20-30[i think] of pins to poke it into his palm.When he took it all out,the mark was soo....eerrr....euw. Disgusting.I guess dats all for 'in class'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Boat Quay for art club&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened here actually.We just went there to take some pics for a competition.I wanted the pics from Farhana but she left something in the toilet and I agreed to just receive the pics buy tommorow.I try to update it in my blog yeah...&lt;br /&gt;Me and Farhana got unlucky as we are the only sec 4s.The others are busy or they have focus study.So yah... Some of the art club members in my class nonscence sia.&lt;br /&gt;Take pic also so slow.I want to take pic with one the statues but then that fat ass take pic so slow.Camera so 'chim' but donno how to use isit?Or u just suck at taking pictures.Confess dude. Then this another fat ass keeps blocking our picture,interframe btol.I know arh u big but donnid show off esp in our pics! And one more thing,bile kat artclub jangan nak tunjok attitude arh.Dont try to act tough and sacarstic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i guess dats all for the day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I want that SPIDERMAN who plays drum!Hehehehe....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5483780216439246501?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5483780216439246501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5483780216439246501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5483780216439246501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5483780216439246501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-suddenly-i-feel-like-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc193/LukeSkylander/Photoshop/th_Power2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-2417987883472390320</id><published>2009-04-06T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T04:34:32.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i218.photobucket.com/albums/cc209/Yoshiko_313/Tattoo/skulls-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 466px;" src="http://i218.photobucket.com/albums/cc209/Yoshiko_313/Tattoo/skulls-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kay here I am blogging...Yeah&lt;br /&gt;I know how much some ppl want tme to update my blog...well here you go.&lt;br /&gt;Today I had my NAPHA test.And I hate it.Sooo much.&lt;br /&gt;Nothin much happened today...really.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I have nothing to blog abt lah...&lt;br /&gt;Most of the stories I have I just dont find the need to tell.&lt;br /&gt;That is why I have not been updating my blog since last year.&lt;br /&gt;Well I think that is all, I really have nothing to say.Sorry ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. the prostitute joke was funny....huhuhu....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-2417987883472390320?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/2417987883472390320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=2417987883472390320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2417987883472390320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/2417987883472390320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2009/04/kay-here-i-am-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i218.photobucket.com/albums/cc209/Yoshiko_313/Tattoo/th_skulls-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5349049965319584654</id><published>2008-10-11T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:57:10.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>At last!Finished ma Exams!!Wooh!!Ohk cannot be so happy still haven't get exams result eh.Now I can blog yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ppl im not going to the a7x concert.Boohoo.First of all I have no one to go with.The raya money I received was more than enough but I decided to use the money for safe keeping.Just in case of emergencies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And got this new hoodie.Covered with pink spider webs and spiders.I love....&lt;br /&gt;I've also brought this new book,called Bloodline Reckoning.The book is so seductive and evil.Oh yeah...It has so many beautiful phrases.I like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last 2 days went 'Jalan Raya'.I went with of course Huda,Ain and Shafiqa.I also went with Hidayah,Azreen,Iza and Sharul(mcm extra) haha just kidding.It was awesome but my feet hurts loads.Ambik gamba tak habis2 tu pun ade.My stomach went damn full after the jalan raya.Oh yah almost forgot,we saw this group of people also jalan raye.Wah sey, so many sia jalan raye.I bet it took up the whole public bus huh.Its roughly like 30 ppl or more.gosh.We tried counting them but there were to many!!!And the pack of guys also known as bus3rd.They laugh like hyenas only worse.As usual I mimic them. Sorie its just my usual habit to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sunday.Nothing much is going on.Just slacking.Tommorow learning cooking.Wooh can't wait.I rather do something than not doing anything at home.So that is the why.&lt;br /&gt;Alrite2 i think this is it for today.Goodbye earthlings!No offence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5349049965319584654?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5349049965319584654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5349049965319584654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5349049965319584654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5349049965319584654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2008/10/at-lastfinished-ma-examswoohohk-cannot.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-7856485594273706814</id><published>2008-09-19T01:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:59:27.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've decided to recover my blog back.I guess its because everybody is doing it.Its been months since I post.So many stories to tell but first things first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Exams!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are here!Argh!My only worst nightmare.Im gona mug,mug and more mugging.Just had my english oral just this wednesday and my english exam just now.Paper 1 was not bad at all but paper 2 a little bit difficult tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hari Raya!*&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya coming up in two weeks time.Im not so happy that its coming up cause... I still have exams!Sob...And I really miss my grandparents that had passed away,they are not here to celebrate it:(.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Next is Cooking lessons! &lt;3*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For post exam activity I gotta learn cooking.Can't wait for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Avenged Sevenfold Concert!!!! &lt;333*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohooo!A7x is comin to Singapore!Hell yeah!I wanna go,I wanna go,I wanna go.Ill use my hari raya money to get the tix.I was thinking of getting door sales tix so I can rape them esp Synyster Gates!!!AAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!Money Money Money.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just this tueday I celebrated Huda's Bday.My stomach was satisfied but my emotions are not.And Huda the Bday girl payed most of the food, cos we over odered.We owe you big time Huda!Then that somebody ate alot but then didn't pay that much,merepek.That another somebody was being unfair.So yah.After i paid Huda some of the amount that she paid(which was so hard to convince her to take the money) I felt better than not paying it like that certain somebody.Worst still this Ms Copycat did not even wish her Happy Bday and you call yourself a friend,my, my, my.Huda loved my present.Yay. It was worth the money.Phew.Yeah dats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today right after my eng exam,I got to attend this meeting.And yes Ms copycat is there.W.t.h she ask me why the other I/C (from my class) didn't attend.Yes,I know its my fault for not reminding them but that dosent mean you have to ask me why and give me that disgusting frown of yours.After the meeting I ran down the stairs so I dont have to face her again!I think thats abt it.I'll post another day.Ill keep updating yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-7856485594273706814?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/7856485594273706814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=7856485594273706814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7856485594273706814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/7856485594273706814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-decided-to-recover-my-blog-back.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-4304946177398804177</id><published>2008-01-25T04:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T04:50:59.017-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/R5nX7k3diiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6WNx63nUqFc/s1600-h/240120081021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/R5nX7k3diiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6WNx63nUqFc/s200/240120081021.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159392266638166562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/R5nXg03dihI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0Viov7pmqL4/s1600-h/ohh,hellow(x784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/R5nXg03dihI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0Viov7pmqL4/s200/ohh,hellow(x784.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159391807076665874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was pic from yesterday.....We went to Changi Chapel ,Changi Battery and Changi Prison.And  not forgetting the food court at Changi.The food there is damn nice sia.Especially the nasi ayam goreng.yum.In the changi chapel there is a secret place where u get to experience a life as a prisoner..Very cool.We get to hear their cries and many more lah.We took our pictures at the Changi Battery its nothin much but its nice to take photos there and fool around like idiots.From all the good ppl why do we have to go with the sec two ppl??This one boy act sia...we trying to make friends with him but he go and roll his eyes at us.U think u so cool isit?Jackass.Sec 2 dont act arh.....Seluar pendek Kartekan.Kay lets forget bout that.....Today nothin much happen lah so rather not story bout it kay....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-4304946177398804177?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/4304946177398804177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=4304946177398804177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4304946177398804177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/4304946177398804177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2008/01/this-was-pic-from-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3dw4u4CyDsI/R5nX7k3diiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/6WNx63nUqFc/s72-c/240120081021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-352128076172138546</id><published>2007-05-21T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T03:41:22.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz...Monday again.How boring..The day tottaly drag.UUh.Let me start my story from english lesson.UUh..never mind i dont want to story bout it.Lets start from maths instead,well it was the worst before we greet we have to wait 1 hour until end of lesson to greet.Stupid sey...I always wished i never belong in this class cause its burning hell..egrh.They make my maths teacher's life so painful and misery.Ergh.I can never stand these deamons infront of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;During Assembly not bad lah ehh this two guys were playing guitar not bad not bad. And of course they are professionals .duh....then they play these two green day songs&lt;br /&gt;Bolevard of broken dreams and wake me up when september ends haahaa so cool.The after assembly walaueh they ask us to stay back for nooooo reason after the teacher talk talk talk then it appears we did not get the parental consent cause we were nt involved ugh....frust ....Then it appears that i dont have art club yeah hehe.The during the hols i have to attend this animation workshop wah sian sey.I attend last year i have to attend again boring sey..and very frustrating yah.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-352128076172138546?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/352128076172138546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=352128076172138546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/352128076172138546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/352128076172138546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-5232534036887690226</id><published>2007-05-20T06:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T06:50:10.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yes at last my blog post have LOOOOAAADED!! Yeah.It takes me days and times just to wait this stupud thing to load.Pretty troublesm....hey.I've been dying to post since friday..urgh...Well what happen on friday was,I got all my result to all the test and well i only failed maths,history and lit.And i still cant believe i pass my geo..urgh...never mind that.And after school i go to causeway point with huda and syafiqah and syafiqah's cousin.We bought marshmallows and it turns out mine was the most expensive cause i load my beg with a lot of marshmallow..haha..i love marshmallows.And i went home and burnt three marshmallows...yeah..when i put it near the fire stove.and yeah the marshmallow burnt quite alot of times and some part turned black...ahak ahak.The iner part of the marshmallow was really soft and mushy..so nice....haha.....Tomorrow school haiyoh but glad to be back lah heh.Last week the days was really draging wishing it was friday afternoon.Eeeh very boring sey.And about my oral well i did well on the reading but not the conversation.i tottaly blew it.When i'm not good in reading i will be good in conversation.When i'm good in reading and then i'm bad in conversation ugh pretty annoying.yah and i think thats it nothing more to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-5232534036887690226?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/5232534036887690226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=5232534036887690226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5232534036887690226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/5232534036887690226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/yes-at-last-my-blog-post-have.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-8211740915213146234</id><published>2007-05-16T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T05:12:42.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah another day another blog story.Today nothin much happen.And at last I finished my Lino crafting.went out quite well..nice too.did it after school.And also i got the storybook that i always wanted "Cinta Gadis Pontianak".The story rawks..even though i only read like 10 pages only.hahak.Its like 26 RM [s$12] cheap rite.My mother's friend brought it for me.She searched that book like crazy sey.She search at angsana dont have,she searched at popular left with one book only sey.den she said i was realy realy realy realy realy lucky.She bought it from Malyasia which i dont know which part of malaysia..hakhak.The book so popular sey.My mom asked me to make her a card at least for the struggle for findig the book so yah.someday somehow loh i do the card.To thank her.And end of my story.Got nothing musch to sey huh...And at last my maths teacher came to day hahak.And yahoooo....forget to tell ya ppl that i got 28/30 for my DnT..weehoo..okok cannot be so happy arh..i know my mly which is oni 41/60 hmph. And my science 65.5/100...walaueh.yah dats it buh bye  now.laeve a tag!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-8211740915213146234?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/8211740915213146234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=8211740915213146234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8211740915213146234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/8211740915213146234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/yeah-another-day-another-blog-story.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35602789.post-6177021731010061599</id><published>2007-05-15T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T05:41:01.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woohoo I'm saved back home...hekhek...Gone to dragon boating just now.Quite fun actually.But i hate the part when we do the stupid viking thingy.So stupid sey.It keeps rocking left the right.Haiyoh.And i was like shouting.Crazily.Walaueh.HAha..U shoud have seen the look on my face..hakhak.funny.Overall ok..I cope with it.When the rowing ended and we land back to shore.My hand and legs felt all shivery and tired[feel like jelloten].Then the whole class have to bring the whole boat to the stand.It feels so heak..sey.It seems SOMEBODY let go of the boat..Sheesh.And i love my blogskin..hekhek.Very lazy to link ppl..yah..so dats y there is no link.sorry for the inconvinince.Then whe we are abroad on the bus...Walaueh...stupid sey.they keep playing this crappy songsthe most stupid was the indian version of girlfriend-avril lavinge so called international song..then sumore the stupid loud hailer was near us.me,huda and amirah bingit sey.Den reach school...i yawned..omg..haha..wah i write alot sey...yah i think dats it...ok bye..ppl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35602789-6177021731010061599?l=visual-rockstar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/feeds/6177021731010061599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35602789&amp;postID=6177021731010061599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6177021731010061599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35602789/posts/default/6177021731010061599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://visual-rockstar.blogspot.com/2007/05/woohoo-im-saved-back-home.html' title=''/><author><name>wilda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01467026899055703468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
