<?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-8696124002248894267</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:53:16.484+08:00</updated><category term='Verdict'/><category term='Goodbye'/><title type='text'>that hopes rekindled</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-7380592805630799177</id><published>2009-05-25T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T18:15:31.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Am I being too vulnerable or what? Lately I'm too prone to&lt;br /&gt;flue and sore throat. After trying to fight the germs so that I could get&lt;br /&gt;focus on MYE,the germs came and attack again. And goodness,&lt;br /&gt;it's reaching the peak!&lt;br /&gt;I was sent home this morning. Okay, I was geeting dizzy,apart from&lt;br /&gt;the sore throat I went on Sat night after karaoke-ing and bowling ysterday night.&lt;br /&gt;But I lied to mdm tan when my temp was 37.7. &lt;br /&gt;When asked if I wasn't okay,I denied,for the one thing I was absolutely sure,&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY RESULTS BACK.&lt;br /&gt;But Nadhirah tried to convince CM. haha.&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the first few hours, I was getting weaker and felt like something&lt;br /&gt;was pulling my eyelids so thet I could fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;During physics,half-paying attention, I decided to return home.&lt;br /&gt;Probably that was the best choice I could decide upon,so as not to be&lt;br /&gt;selfish and spread the gers to other classmate,particularly Nadhirah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess taking prevention was better,esp in the midst of A H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;Have yet to see the doctor,and I'm still unsure of whether&lt;br /&gt;I'm allowed to go to school tmr.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh,thanks to the little ones who are currently not feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allright,am heading to Hui Shi's advice to sleep more.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks,VP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speacial thanks to the 'twins';&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NADHIRAH &amp;amp; NADHILAH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for helping. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"aku semakin lemah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tanpamu disisi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;aku semakin rapuh,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tanpamu dihati"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-7380592805630799177?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7380592805630799177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-8963860547011635776</id><published>2009-05-17T01:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:36:54.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;em&gt;begitu hidup ini&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;tiada yang abadi"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life really comes and go,&lt;br /&gt;flying with the flow of ticking seconds.&lt;br /&gt;It just seems so vivid that everything happened yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;and clearly it was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Mid-year has just end,had left the hectic life used to have ;&lt;br /&gt;stepping down from band,and most,to be steepping down from&lt;br /&gt;council where I used to spend my time to hide from true feelings,&lt;br /&gt;before I knew everything would end this fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never wished today to happen.&lt;br /&gt;But have to say, thanks to H for everything&lt;br /&gt;and the song  presented.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the encouragements.&lt;br /&gt;And another thanks to a junior whom I don't know the name,&lt;br /&gt;for making my morning look so bright on the last day of paper&lt;br /&gt;when things got screwed up night before,and to everyone&lt;br /&gt;who  were directly involved with me last thurs.&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time laughing out with the Exco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks for &lt;em&gt;Breakeven&lt;/em&gt; by &lt;em&gt;The Scripts,&lt;/em&gt;dude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;today was supposed to be the day I'm elated about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but apparently,it was the day memories of us ambushed the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;with tears and regrets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;for i wasn't given any power to turn back the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to cherish every moment,to hold on to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and say no to your departure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its  too late&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-8963860547011635776?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8963860547011635776/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-3568655824778105258</id><published>2009-04-27T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:23:52.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;There's no way to move on.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;not now,nor tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the weather has been hot and sunny,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but never were it affected by the ray.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am going through the pain with&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whatever strengths left.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never thought it could be this weak&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never thought it could be this severe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never thought it could be this tragic&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and most,never thought it could be fatal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how it felt,when the penetarting eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;were never clear in your sight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you took your departure without leaving a hope&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;one day you'll return &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;never seem to be true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;only the scar marked your leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wounded,not to be ammended.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in my sleep&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;saw the shadow of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;smell the scent of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;felt the texture of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heard the tender of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the door shouldn't open&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the key shouldn't take its arrival&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the gold shouldn't deserve to be treasured&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if it seems worthless from the starting&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take your leave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;leave me in menance&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;coz if leaving was the right thing to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll hurt myself to keep from hurting you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to always keep you safe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&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;Mann,oral got me moody. praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let it happen,please don't.&lt;br /&gt;i learnt one thing today,&lt;br /&gt;but discovered another thing&lt;br /&gt;which didn't help much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh,have to get started on assignments.&lt;br /&gt;been dwelling over too much that am not starting on anything.&lt;br /&gt;thanks A for the chilling pill. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;andai rindu suatu hukuman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hamba-Mu ini yang pailng menderita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PS:&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;   BEST OF LUCK FOR MYE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-3568655824778105258?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3568655824778105258/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-4279191384073494250</id><published>2009-04-15T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T18:47:29.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't resist the guilt that suppressed me now.&lt;br /&gt;Task to inform the two couuncillors of the the investiture&lt;br /&gt;just slipped off the mind. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;this would be counted as the second. Urgh! Mdm Z hasn't been in&lt;br /&gt;sch for 3 consecutive days,and I can't imagine the words that would leave her&lt;br /&gt;mouth tmr,esp because she is treating us tmr.&lt;br /&gt;i admit the mistake for my absent-mindedly :(&lt;br /&gt;okay,let's see what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electrolysis test will be postponed.&lt;br /&gt;The initial feeling of relief faded as soon as panick gushed through my veins.&lt;br /&gt;I have to start my revision by now. Mid year is less than a month now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have to stand up tall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from the fall&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that pull me deep down.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know this is for real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but those unanswered questions &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that haunt&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;always left me  puzzled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;was it huge enough that hatred was all you could see?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you healed it, and make me feel so secured&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;memories were forsaken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;because happiness was all that could be seen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nothing could ever express the feeling inside&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when you were here,in the heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i was blinded, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and as vision uncleared,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw mysef as a spare in the mirror.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it wasn't me in that heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;luka lama berdarah kembali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-4279191384073494250?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4279191384073494250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=4279191384073494250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/4279191384073494250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/4279191384073494250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-cant-resist-guilt-that-suppressed-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-995635133647824965</id><published>2009-04-09T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T23:56:33.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Road Never Ends</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/Sd4QmGyoEcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pAxwI5hyqVc/s1600-h/SNC00208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322710056442532290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/Sd4QmGyoEcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pAxwI5hyqVc/s320/SNC00208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not over it, neither are we over it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's a mixed feelings engulfed in every JVCB,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;particularly of the recent event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It brought us closer and bonded even more than what I expeced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling is just beyond human's description, as to be able to sing the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;same tune and having the passion of one main thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;However my heart sanked, as the news reached me as we boarded the bus &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after learning journey to Ngee Ann Poly today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is it like to discover that the masterpiece you've been putting your hardwork &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in,sweats,patience,and importantly,passion was gone in a split seconds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now flying high's score had to be returned, and our scores we've been putting words&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;of encouragements and making music have gone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The piece I've fallen in love with, my sweats, my heart and soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's no chance for me to play it again. *heavy sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Something strucked me in the head,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and gradually floods me with determination&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I go deeper into thoughts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to stand up from the fall,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even if the scar continues to bleed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What matters now is the future I'm gonna make,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and nothing more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough of distractions,intoleratable pain an exceptional.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Afterall,girls have a deeper affection in almost everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's something good,to have minimised time spent after school, apart from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supp and remedial classes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An assurance to her that it's going to be norm all over again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Still,I've got to catch some time with my dearly friends ;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nadhirah's birthday celbration tomorrow, and catching a movie with Z.A.B.E on sat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yes, I'm glad enough I have found a new companion - &lt;em&gt;Twilight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now I'm clearer of girls going nuts over Edward Cullens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might sound outdated, but heck, I'm trying the best&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to expose myself to english books, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and pushing aside all the malay novels for a period of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm so addicted that it's already been twice, I got out at 6.50am to sch,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as I let my eyes run along with the words as I ate breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well,at least there's something to occupy myself with, than to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;be letting those tears escape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Napha today wasn't satisfying enough, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;except for shuttle run which got me 10.20 seconds. yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My standing broad jump has deprove,from 198 to 179.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What a big diff. Not to mention sit and reach,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Tan was just on left, as he observed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have always been a disappointment for sit and reach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll end this with gratitude to Mdm Tan for being so concern an understanding. (: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;"kau hanya hadir dalam mimpi indahku"&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/8696124002248894267-995635133647824965?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/995635133647824965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=995635133647824965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/995635133647824965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/995635133647824965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/04/road-never-ends.html' title='The Road Never Ends'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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/_lhbo1fZrth4/Sd4QmGyoEcI/AAAAAAAAAFs/pAxwI5hyqVc/s72-c/SNC00208.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-6723213339261843996</id><published>2009-04-02T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:58:59.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SdTN7nI7_pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-lu48lil6tE/s1600-h/SNC00079+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320103483833843346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SdTN7nI7_pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-lu48lil6tE/s320/SNC00079+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's the big day tomorrow,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;after all the hardwork and sweats involved.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Whatever the outcomes, let's take it positively.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We will give the best we ever give, and let it be a gift to Mr Chia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;for all the encouragements and motivations.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was really thoughtful of him to be coming down after a long day at work.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's put those good bands in our slots into our motivation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a rough battle in the battlefield,but JVCB will never admit defeat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so long as we don't retreat.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's good to regain the appetite back,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but that does not clearly show that the heart is fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i have lost my strengths, and I'm getting weaker &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;as time ticks faster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was too deep to be known,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;too shallow to be understand.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I didnt realise my strength in you,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;but what's left is shattered dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;not strong as before,not positive as then.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;let me have a shoulder to cry on.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;JVCB,let's shine the potenial we posessed!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"ku sangka ku mampu berdikari&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;rupanya rapuh untuk berdiri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-6723213339261843996?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6723213339261843996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=6723213339261843996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/6723213339261843996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/6723213339261843996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-big-day-tomorrow-after-all-hardwork.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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/_lhbo1fZrth4/SdTN7nI7_pI/AAAAAAAAAFk/-lu48lil6tE/s72-c/SNC00079+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-1653628572027517053</id><published>2009-03-27T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T00:37:22.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Another competition going on tomorrow,held in National University of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;It will be a tough game, being the few neighbourhood schools.&lt;br /&gt;Whether we get to break the guys power from St.Andrew or not,lies tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;We'll give the best shot, after all the sweats we've been putting in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Hornists, Nadhirah, Aini and I have to skip band again,for the competition.&lt;br /&gt;Well,we know Mrs Chee will start her nag again,knowing the 3 seniors will not be there.&lt;br /&gt;Today's sectional was okay. I was having headache,and so I didn't play much.&lt;br /&gt;My breath was hot,but not as hot as yesterday. It was really tough,because I was&lt;br /&gt;down with running nose while doing revision for today's O Level SPA.&lt;br /&gt;Wasted a lot of tissues due to running nose,and at the same time, I know &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my heart was bleeding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't easy,going to school and to assure them I'm perfectly fine.&lt;br /&gt;Ever since tues,I've lost my appetite. It was made worst when I was caught with flu and sore throat,and now with blocked nose. I know I have maintain the health, for syf and tests and O level SPA going on. Perhaps all the demanding commitments of my responsibility&lt;br /&gt;had prevented me from having sufficient rest,along with changes that happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if everything that happened and given was totally &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out of pure sincerity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it would be a denial,to say i'm allright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;who would want to see you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it hurts so much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but i would rather bear the pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as to see you in pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;why those things have to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;settled this way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;remains puzzled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i thought we could make it this time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but it was only meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a beauty drawn on lips,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;not happiness from the heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only i own the power of time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall say no to short-term happiness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i should have look into the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;real close&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to realise how deep was your love to her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thoughts of being strong this time round&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;simply dissipate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if i were to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall not put so much hopes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;because hopes are dreams that dont come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i have to let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;eventhough my heart is saying no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime i close my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its the memories that plays in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everytime im alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;its you whom i wished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be a companion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but hopes are dreams that dont come true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and never will&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with the absence of efforts and commitment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if only you knew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;how deep it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"maafkan aku,kerana mencintai dirimu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-1653628572027517053?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1653628572027517053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=1653628572027517053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/1653628572027517053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/1653628572027517053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/03/another-competition-going-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-626125689893255555</id><published>2009-03-20T21:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:17:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now I guess I really owe a thousand thabk you to all my bestfriends, girlfriends and whoever that are standing by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read my B's blog, and the only thing I know, droplets were swelled behind the eyes.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't let it go, knowing my sis is just a few steps away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Girlfriends, I know he pissed you guys off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know you guys just feel like venting off the anger to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But let's just pray everything will be fine one day okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Until the day I have to say goodbye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;perhaps. maybe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll put the faith to HIM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll be prepared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll face the reality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;though deep down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;let the heart interpret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;                                                     ily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-626125689893255555?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/626125689893255555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=626125689893255555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/626125689893255555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/626125689893255555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/03/now-i-guess-i-really-owe-thousand-thabk.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-3906518530664241128</id><published>2009-03-20T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T20:58:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Flying High</title><content type='html'>School holidays were not meant to be a holiday, throught the entire&lt;br /&gt;of my secondary school life. Yes yes, I know I've been neglecting this blog for quite sometimes. Well, to be frank, I wasn't well prepared in managing the outcomes that comes by. MAnaging my emotional needs was the toughest,though I know I need, or in fact, have to fight it all. It's been hard, but I have to remind myself, &lt;em&gt;don't go around begging for sympathty. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, tears becomes worthless, and comes as and when it likes.&lt;br /&gt;The last band camp cum combined band camp with Boon Lay and Deyi was the best.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I expect myself to fall in love more towards band. And it was&lt;br /&gt;rather wasteful to discover the passion now, than before. I touched my heart, and I knew it wasn't ready to step down, and really, I can't bear to leave my Horns and passed it to another owner. Indeed, the horns marked the friendship between me and Celeste,as it was speacially passed down to me. And the horns is where I blow off my anger, and express the feelings within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite having sleepless night, I was able to give the best for the days of the camp. I had to show my happiness, but I didn't know it was really affecting me till it affected my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I have to face up to reality, I have to face the music. Thank you so much to my dearest FRENCHORNISTS ; whether in JVS, Boon Lay or even Deyi. Thanks Jia wei for those jokes, and James for really entertaining me, and us. Yeayea, I know I can't get the sight of Mrs Chee was she conducts,coz I'm short. haha! It's really nice meeting the other 2 bands. I felt the bond amongst the frenchornists,unlike previous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know I was 'electroplating' the happiness throught.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much dearest sweethearts, girlfriends and friends for all the moral support.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me end this with a happy note.&lt;br /&gt;I'M LOOKING FORWARD FOR TOMORROW'S MASS BAND EXCHANGE at Ang Mo Kio Sec! Yeay! JVCB,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE? :DDD  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's no use crying over split milks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;though it invades every now and then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you dont have to lie to yourself, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to make me smile,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;coz you impress me no more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Im sorry,but as you says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;time will tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-3906518530664241128?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3906518530664241128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=3906518530664241128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/3906518530664241128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/3906518530664241128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-flying-high.html' title='My Flying High'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-1552943764599392246</id><published>2009-01-02T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:55:33.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"kehidupan ibarat sang ombak&lt;br /&gt;bersama pasang surut,serta angin bayu yang menderu.&lt;br /&gt;Ombak yang seringkali tidak menentu,sama sekali dengan kehidupan&lt;br /&gt;manusia yang diwarnai senyuman dan tangisan.&lt;br /&gt;Angin tidak kurang tandingnya jika dibandingkan dengan cabaran&lt;br /&gt;mendatang,yang sering membawa manusia dalam kelekaan and kelewaan.&lt;br /&gt;Senyuman tidak bererti kegembiraan,&lt;br /&gt;tangisan tidak pula bererti kesedihan.&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah hati, fahamilah diri.&lt;br /&gt;Sesungguhnya, hati sering berteriak.&lt;br /&gt;Ingin sahaja mencapai bintang, namun dengan kekuatan yang digenggam,&lt;br /&gt;tidak mungkin dapat digapainya dengan sepantas kilat.&lt;br /&gt;Kenafiaan tak membawa erti,&lt;br /&gt;namun itu sahaja yang mampu untuk membuatnya berdiri teguh.&lt;br /&gt;Walhal apa yang diperlu hanyalah kekuatan dan perangsang semata-mata.&lt;br /&gt;Setiap rentetan menjadi ikhtibar,&lt;br /&gt;setiap tangisan menjadi pencabar,&lt;br /&gt;setiap senyuman menjadi penyeri hidup,&lt;br /&gt;namun setiap kata menjadi pembunuh hidup."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day seemed like any norm day for me, except by the fact that&lt;br /&gt;I had to say the pledge using the LOUDHALER,&lt;br /&gt;instead of a mic.&lt;br /&gt;Legs were shivering, but I had to put on the guts.&lt;br /&gt;All eyes were to be at the common image man.&lt;br /&gt;And so,it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;Admin,talksss,late recess due to the talks,short heart-to-heart meeting,briefing,obstacles and unattend band practice.&lt;br /&gt;yeaps,we were too busy with sc that it takes our band time.&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be 'o' before you knew it.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh !That's fantastically fast.&lt;br /&gt;it's all about mug,mug,mug and more mugg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"I tried to be who I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and what are used to do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but somehow it brings me to nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need you. I really do,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-1552943764599392246?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1552943764599392246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=1552943764599392246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/1552943764599392246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/1552943764599392246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2009/01/kehidupan-ibarat-sang-ombak-bersama.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-4478915666199568135</id><published>2008-12-31T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T21:25:34.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO 2009!</title><content type='html'>hey people its 2 hours 50 mins before 2008 take its departure,&lt;br /&gt;and the arrival of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly this year, I didn't even think of any new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i's another waste when you were reckless of it, and not accmplishing it.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheles, I've got my targets ready! ( woops! i guess :D) hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I'm waiting for another half an hour before I step&lt;br /&gt;into the countdown are.&lt;br /&gt;Marina Barrage, here I come! whee! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was the last day I'm gonna wake up late.&lt;br /&gt;woke up to see grandma and auntie were busy chatting with mum and dad.&lt;br /&gt;it was kind of embarassing,for an anak dara to wake up late noon.&lt;br /&gt;i was getting bored, until I realise I have to feedback on orientation itinerary.&lt;br /&gt;to endure with the slowness of my laptop was a challenge. grrr!&lt;br /&gt;I was gettig into moody state afer the unreplied msg,when zil asked&lt;br /&gt;me to join her together with her cliques.&lt;br /&gt;I got chnaged, but change my mind after that.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorie babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not writing on my Perak trip.&lt;br /&gt;The mundane trip I thought turned out to be beoynd my expectation.&lt;br /&gt;It was so memorable,getting tomeet up with those cousins&lt;br /&gt;I've long to see. And the hugs&lt;br /&gt;hahaha! It was nice spending time with them, and munching on food&lt;br /&gt;in the car and forgetting about our dearly 'driver' who was also hungry.&lt;br /&gt;sorry kak dayah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm dying to have a recap of my 2008,but my laptop is so&lt;br /&gt;slow that I couldnt upload those phootos as well. haish..&lt;br /&gt;what a luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-4478915666199568135?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4478915666199568135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=4478915666199568135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/4478915666199568135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/4478915666199568135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-2009.html' title='HELLO 2009!'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-2654843210140626331</id><published>2008-12-25T21:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:12:58.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>That's what you call Fate</title><content type='html'>Merry christmas everyone(:&lt;br /&gt;Had my room tidied from all lower sec books.&lt;br /&gt;Anione want my untouched assesment books and exercise books?&lt;br /&gt;Or textbooks perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna dump it away, but was thinking if&lt;br /&gt;any of my junior need it. So I could pass it down, just like what Hui Yuan have&lt;br /&gt;done to me and some others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at West Coast with 1st sis and family.&lt;br /&gt;I know they miss me, I mean us alot!&lt;br /&gt;And finally I get to kiss my little Dini again!&lt;br /&gt;Mum was overjoyed upon seeing her.&lt;br /&gt;Nurul start to get dizzy and vomitted once we arrived.&lt;br /&gt;She didnt had the appetite to consume anything&lt;br /&gt;and she went vomitting again.&lt;br /&gt;She reminds me of the embarassing incident! Gosh!&lt;br /&gt;As we were waiting for mum to but her rojak,&lt;br /&gt;to our amusement, we saw 2nd sis in the car.&lt;br /&gt;So 1st sis and 2nd sis were chatting, and suddenly we&lt;br /&gt;saw Ridzwan and Wani running towards us.&lt;br /&gt;We burst into laughters.&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it miracle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; and yea, I'm leaving for Batu Pahat and Perak the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I've yet to pack up! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"Ku rasakan persahabatan yang renggang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Segala keburukkan cuba ditepis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;namun haluan mati yang ku temui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sedarlah teman, aku rindui akan kamu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Jangan pernah merubah diri,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;walau pasangan men jadi isi hati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sesungguhnya kami dambakan kamu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-2654843210140626331?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2654843210140626331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=2654843210140626331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2654843210140626331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2654843210140626331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/12/thats-what-you-call-fate.html' title='That&apos;s what you call Fate'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-5823814705811143732</id><published>2008-12-18T13:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:35:49.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>currently I'm at Baz/Zil's house.&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay,at times I cant made up my mind&lt;br /&gt;which name to call her..haha&lt;br /&gt;BAz SBS pn allright jugak ehk! ;p&lt;br /&gt;anw i'm stucked in the middle again. Revision have yet to be touched,&lt;br /&gt;what more those assignments.&lt;br /&gt;time management,Azlin!&lt;br /&gt;Mum insist on me going to Perak from 26-28 dec.&lt;br /&gt;should I? should I not?&lt;br /&gt;I cant make up my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Im bewildered by revision time and meet ups&lt;br /&gt;with cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Initial plan was to go up to KL with the twins, and take Kak Dayah's&lt;br /&gt;car,but when think abt it, another day would b egone for reviosn and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;gosh,im just too confused!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr gonna be a long day.&lt;br /&gt;From sec 1 registration to meeting and class leader training.&lt;br /&gt;So councillors, get prepared from 6.30am to 5 yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jp with yuhualites,and mukmin made a mini-toast&lt;br /&gt;for the speacial day.&lt;br /&gt;AND yea,congrats GF! I know you are the happiest person on 18!&lt;br /&gt;They keep on talking abt mamat and please,he's not mine lah seh!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks ezzati for that sweet and touching poem. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"persahabtan kian erat&lt;br /&gt;namun ku rasakan aku terjerat&lt;br /&gt;dengan perasaan yang membelenggu&lt;br /&gt;hingga bila tiada siapa yang tahu&lt;br /&gt;rentetan memori diukir sanubari&lt;br /&gt;untukku jadikan memori&lt;br /&gt;agar persahabatan kekal abadi&lt;br /&gt;untuk selamanya yang hakiki. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-5823814705811143732?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5823814705811143732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=5823814705811143732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5823814705811143732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5823814705811143732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/12/currently-im-in-bazzils-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-2374257457143897887</id><published>2008-12-14T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T11:47:19.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm always enjoying my stay at sis house,&lt;br /&gt;coz Danish gotten a nice bed set that comes with a study table,&lt;br /&gt;and a PC just opp the bed.&lt;br /&gt;and yea,it's condusive enough,to check mails and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;My laptop is still not in a good condition.&lt;br /&gt;how pathetic can that be.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;anw I felt guilty for leaving mum alone at home&lt;br /&gt;on saturday night, when the cousins hit the town.&lt;br /&gt;We went to have early dinner,&lt;br /&gt;and off to town. It's chaotic, especially with the guys&lt;br /&gt;who went to tried those make ups and irritating one another.&lt;br /&gt;Shocked to see Shamir and Sharis,but was glad they are in singapore :D&lt;br /&gt;Shamir is even taller than fiqri!&lt;br /&gt;despite being the youngest among myself,fiqri an d syazwan.&lt;br /&gt;bothe shamir and sharis are like their late father.&lt;br /&gt;and I guess shafiq is even taller now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this hilarious part.&lt;br /&gt;I was walking with nurul along al-falah corridor.&lt;br /&gt;Syazwan was sititng while the adults are behind.&lt;br /&gt;Fiqri went "eh ader awek uh! ader awek!"&lt;br /&gt;so they make the sound of the motorcycle (mat rempit tak jadi)&lt;br /&gt;and shamir exclaimed "eh yang baju hijau.."&lt;br /&gt;i was puzzled,so i looked at my shirt,it was PINK!&lt;br /&gt;nurul's shirt was also PINK!&lt;br /&gt;syazwan laughed his lungs out. "kau buta warna pe?"&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;we then had supper at Pasir Ris,and the guys were&lt;br /&gt;fighting over fried chicken!&lt;br /&gt;didn't ate much,but was jubilant enough to receive a call.&lt;br /&gt;twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I guess its true. It's more of a discovery of weakness than strengths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The sunny side is embracing itself,but there are parts to taken into consideration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"don't look at problems as problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;isn't it better to face the problem, and regard it as a challenge,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;rather than running away from it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when you never will."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i was looking thru sery's blog and it makes me wonder by the quote&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;"if people is hating you,it means you are putting in the effort"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life is just too demanding at times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-2374257457143897887?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2374257457143897887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=2374257457143897887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2374257457143897887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2374257457143897887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-always-enjoying-my-stay-at-sis-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-1554927807264109640</id><published>2008-12-02T16:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:59:50.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back from HONG KONG&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hohoho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love being there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well, I wouldnt want to say it now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Pictures isnt ready,so yea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll collate everything first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ccffff;"&gt;cintaku buatmu seorang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-1554927807264109640?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/1554927807264109640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=1554927807264109640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/1554927807264109640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/1554927807264109640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/12/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-471686557319276693</id><published>2008-11-22T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T01:48:55.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that beam of light</title><content type='html'>Maybe for once, I should pour it out.&lt;br /&gt;I cant stand all those smiles that covered all the sorrows and problems&lt;br /&gt;I'm facing.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be strong,but I just see no end to it.&lt;br /&gt;I know I should be showing a good role model to others,&lt;br /&gt;but Im just another extraordinary human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im aware of the talkings of the council.&lt;br /&gt;How it had changes and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;What extend have I done, to discover that it has come&lt;br /&gt;to the critical point.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the council too.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the laughters and fun I had during my&lt;br /&gt;days as a followers.&lt;br /&gt;But things started to change,for better or worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to have passion in leading the council,&lt;br /&gt;knowing that we share something in common.&lt;br /&gt;But now,it seems like everything is fading away.&lt;br /&gt;No one enjoys whats in council animore&lt;br /&gt;I tried to save,but I'm still gasping.&lt;br /&gt;It's just too devastating to even think of it.&lt;br /&gt;No one ever cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things always didnt worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;Things didnt go the way we wanted it.&lt;br /&gt;My nights was always companied by the tears&lt;br /&gt;that rolled down whenever I think of the council.&lt;br /&gt;What's missing?&lt;br /&gt;Passion? Interest?&lt;br /&gt;I've always thought the whole lot of fun&lt;br /&gt;could make it till the top,&lt;br /&gt;could go thru everything as a council.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess the time isnt right yet.&lt;br /&gt;To see the council in success is really a dream for me.&lt;br /&gt;It's heart-wrecking,seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REally, I couldn't hold on to it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;It eats out my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I love the council,I love the fun,&lt;br /&gt;but everyone is talking all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion,come back.&lt;br /&gt;Coz I really need you at the moment I feel like falling.&lt;br /&gt;Its another few months before I step down.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to leave it all behind.&lt;br /&gt;Those memories are still fresh in mind.&lt;br /&gt;I miss every single thing.&lt;br /&gt;We used to stay strong as  a council,we used to go&lt;br /&gt;meals togther,but now everyone is breaking apart,&lt;br /&gt;going into their own small cliques.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please, for once, let me pour this out.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldnt,but that's th eonly way.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt want ppl to dictate that&lt;br /&gt;I'm asking for sympathy.&lt;br /&gt;I just need things to clear itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;Tuhan,tabahkanlah hati ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kerna aku tidak berdaya untuk menempuhinya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;kumpulkanlah daya untuk ku teruskan perjuanganmu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;diiringi dengan petunjukmu,Tuhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;"until the day I cried"&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/8696124002248894267-471686557319276693?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/471686557319276693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=471686557319276693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/471686557319276693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/471686557319276693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/11/that-beam-of-light.html' title='that beam of light'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-5997060081671013284</id><published>2008-11-09T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T19:33:13.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another roller-coaster ride</title><content type='html'>Another bumpy road this week.&lt;br /&gt;Its like having laughters in the noon, and tears at night.&lt;br /&gt;Though its been a few days since I'm always in the phone,&lt;br /&gt;that does not really requires the true feelings im going through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took Olevel Malay on Weds.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta say that it's hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;We were truly clueless of the environment and procedures.&lt;br /&gt;mcm rusa masuk kampung.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;had a hot ang moh invigilator btw.&lt;br /&gt;and aini was melting over him. hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to NHLC on fri,at padang.&lt;br /&gt;Funa and enjoying.&lt;br /&gt;A time spend with the council,though not all were present.&lt;br /&gt;Can't talk much for now.&lt;br /&gt;My nephew have been pestering me for the com from just now.&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay,we are fighting over him.&lt;br /&gt;but hey nephew,just a little while more won't kill right?&lt;br /&gt;Haish,have to fight all because my internet&lt;br /&gt;can't work at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end her yea(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-5997060081671013284?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5997060081671013284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=5997060081671013284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5997060081671013284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5997060081671013284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-roller-coaster-ride.html' title='Another roller-coaster ride'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-2912478705715685600</id><published>2008-10-29T22:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:59:08.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Those times were sweet</title><content type='html'>Allright, I'm done with the skin.&lt;br /&gt;Just some admin to do, before its fully done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths supp was interesting!&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying the lessons so far. hah.&lt;br /&gt;Haziq, Hafiz, iRah, Anthony and I were given the chance to&lt;br /&gt;come 5 mins late for managing to solve a problem.&lt;br /&gt;It sounded ridiculous, but I reckoned that was just meant&lt;br /&gt;to be a motivation for the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Hanna's after changing at my place and buying of gift(s)&lt;br /&gt;for her. Watching "HANTU" was filled with screaming.&lt;br /&gt;It was fun, except that Sofia didn't get to join us.&lt;br /&gt;Working eh, Sofia :D (treat us soon yea!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However there was this incident that send shivers down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;There were this 2 guys(i wouldnt want to mention where they were from)&lt;br /&gt;who coincidently took the same bus as we were&lt;br /&gt;heading down to buy gift. To our surprised, there were&lt;br /&gt;hanging around nearby to Hanna's.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we took no notice of them until our&lt;br /&gt;supposed-to-be-movie-marathon ended.&lt;br /&gt;Tailing us from behind, they kept saying "you..you.."&lt;br /&gt;all the way. We continued our way home and were&lt;br /&gt;astounded to know that they were still tailing.&lt;br /&gt;Like "oh no. what are we supposed to do now"&lt;br /&gt;We sped up, and hide in one of&lt;br /&gt;those shops under the void deck.&lt;br /&gt;However luck wasn't on our side maybe, I don't&lt;br /&gt;even know how the manage to find us.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know what they were up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw thanks iRah for rescueing me.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't know what would happen then,&lt;br /&gt;if we were still clueless out of panicked,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for saying that,just to make them go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nyehahaha! Kamu baik,Tuti! :DD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Perhaps that was what we have been missing for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;throughout the year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-2912478705715685600?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2912478705715685600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=2912478705715685600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2912478705715685600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2912478705715685600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/10/those-times-were-sweet.html' title='Those times were sweet'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-2047445649019952822</id><published>2008-10-28T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T18:54:14.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost</title><content type='html'>Masyaallah. I suddenly felt lost. I know,&lt;br /&gt;I'm puzzled by the drastic change of the day.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it but to drain out those swelling tears.&lt;br /&gt;In fact, my heart just felt a terrible pain.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feeling this way?&lt;br /&gt;I just felt miserable. Everyone are so busy with&lt;br /&gt;their own stuffs. Even mum.&lt;br /&gt;And that left me thinking if really,&lt;br /&gt;I have someone to always be there anytime for me to cry on.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ya Allah,sesungguhnya aku hanyalah insan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;penuh dengan kekhilafan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Ingin ku sujud padamu,dan meninggalkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;segala yang ku miliki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Hidupku tak bererti tanpa dirimu di sis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;kerna ku pasti,engkaulah yang setia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-2047445649019952822?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/2047445649019952822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=2047445649019952822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2047445649019952822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/2047445649019952822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/10/lost.html' title='Lost'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-5074384318630861803</id><published>2008-10-26T20:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T22:16:46.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PCF Graduation</title><content type='html'>Holidays are here, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How fun and enriching it gonna be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;lies on oneself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For me, a tight schedule would be a challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to go through with lots of determination and perseverance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Results have been atrocious this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Said to be lucky enough to have realised though mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Days have been tough, trying to accept reality &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and what's gonna happen next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's just beyond mankind control, and so do I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've got to face it, through it all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Caught up &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with ever-loved Z.A.B.E, Nadhirah and Alif.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tremondously awesome. Though I went emotional&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thinking of what had happened recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;However, the quality time the four of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;us spend together was blissful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Laughters were involved, and of course,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;having Ezzati to be the model of the day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, had to go to Jurong Pri for another promotion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well this time, it wasn't as fun and successful as last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Our room wasn't eye-catching, and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the absence of displays was a hinder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Walk back home with him after that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh well,he's just another friend of mine,yea?(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Attended Dewi's graduation next.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Another awesome show.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watching the performance of &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the little ones triggered me of my days in kindergarten.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How fast time flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Somehow I saw myself dancing Indian Dance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;during my graduation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aniwae, I'm lucky to still have the chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to meet up with my pre-school teachers; Cikgu Ali &amp;amp; Cikgu Ana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cikgu Ali swang her hands in amusement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and excitingly the moment she saw me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;outside the centre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mum and I were taking shots, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went to her,and gave the best hug&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ever gave to someone I call 'teacher'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Surprisingly, she still remember my long hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And so, she played with my new hair(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cikgu Ana gave me a goodluck kiss after &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;knowing I'm in sec 3 this year!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She kept asking "this year sec 1 ehk?" verytime we met&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;either on the streets or when I met her last year&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at Seri's grad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hold up, let the pictures do the talking now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261448958890983650" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SQRr7sgHvMI/AAAAAAAAADY/WAbWFcXoidE/s320/Cikgu+Ana,+Azlin,+Cikgu+Ali.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261455479895584770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SQRx4fC1cAI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/1VKrmJklLFM/s320/P1000310.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261455467327846178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SQRx3wOc9yI/AAAAAAAAAEI/pd0a6laaRq8/s320/P1000304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-5074384318630861803?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5074384318630861803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=5074384318630861803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5074384318630861803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5074384318630861803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/10/pcf-graduation.html' title='PCF Graduation'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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/_lhbo1fZrth4/SQRr86aLwOI/AAAAAAAAAD4/56kaXZlvN2s/s72-c/P1000301.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-4900844141983036828</id><published>2008-09-05T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T21:03:02.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hellos.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS BLOGGING!&lt;br /&gt;iLah! I know its time for me to change&lt;br /&gt;the skin and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Im sick of it as well :D&lt;br /&gt;Soon yea.&lt;br /&gt;After end year perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;Well,the urge of blogging is there,ALWAYS,&lt;br /&gt;but didn't has the time,serious(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now,a lot of things have passed.&lt;br /&gt;My term 3 results were atrocious!&lt;br /&gt;Haish!&lt;br /&gt;Teachers' that celebration in JVS was an average.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Teachers' Day Committee,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't be too disheartened of the&lt;br /&gt;unforeseen things that had happened.&lt;br /&gt;Let it be an experience&lt;br /&gt;for every one of us to learn(:&lt;br /&gt;Celebration in Yuhua Primary was pretty well enjoying,&lt;br /&gt;at least dats what I heard from the sch porch(:&lt;br /&gt;Got to meet the ex-YUHUALITES!&lt;br /&gt;Soi much of fun and laughters,&lt;br /&gt;with the mini reunion.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad Im not able to upload the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'M IN AL-MUKMININ THIS SECONDS,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;attending RYC; Ramadhan Youth Camp.&lt;br /&gt;For now,not so much of activities.&lt;br /&gt;First day mah.&lt;br /&gt;Anw,too bad I can't be involve in the terawih for now.&lt;br /&gt;urgh, disappointed seh.&lt;br /&gt;back to teachers' day, aft that we hanged out&lt;br /&gt;together,talking about all sorts of thing!&lt;br /&gt;from birthdays to ghost stories,to crappy jokes and even dogs!&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;OH! My dearest E'zzati,&lt;br /&gt;Azam tak amek kau naik basikal ke?&lt;br /&gt;haha! Jgn marah tau,nant batal puaser :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday was spent to interview the upcoming&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 councillors.band practice and CURENTLY &lt;strong&gt;RYC.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh,school opening soon.&lt;br /&gt;So people, get ur head in the exams!&lt;br /&gt;its all about mugging! and stress!&lt;br /&gt;Till here then! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-4900844141983036828?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/4900844141983036828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=4900844141983036828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/4900844141983036828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/4900844141983036828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/09/hellos.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-7803905133387867182</id><published>2008-07-04T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T00:16:12.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Companion</title><content type='html'>I read it,and it brought me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really in the state of puzzlement.&lt;br /&gt;I'm confused.&lt;br /&gt;I just feel like letting all out,but there's this some kind&lt;br /&gt;of feeling that holds it back.&lt;br /&gt;I know I shouldn't bottle it up.&lt;br /&gt;I can't seem to help it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what is wrong with myself.&lt;br /&gt;The pressure acting on me is pushing too deep down.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who I should run to.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I;m being too sensitive,&lt;br /&gt;or am I being too emotional.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is whispering something that I&lt;br /&gt;could not seem to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I need a listening ear,but history&lt;br /&gt;had made me dreads it.&lt;br /&gt;Im lost,honestly.&lt;br /&gt;The heart is too swollen.&lt;br /&gt;One day,the bottle will burst,and it will explode.&lt;br /&gt;It's something negative,but I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of putting on the mask.&lt;br /&gt;Im tired of all this!&lt;br /&gt;Im forcing myself to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;until the day I became weak.&lt;br /&gt;There lies truth in lies,and there lies lies in the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the heart is longing for it,until the day comes"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-7803905133387867182?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7803905133387867182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=7803905133387867182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/7803905133387867182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/7803905133387867182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/07/companion.html' title='Companion'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-3163189950409379536</id><published>2008-07-04T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T22:25:18.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No Air</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know I haven't been updating&lt;br /&gt;ever since I came back from CEBU.&lt;br /&gt;My time was so packed that I'm yet to do any revisions.&lt;br /&gt;I have not been doing my revision,despite the atrocious grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WAKE UP,AZLIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still wondering if I should update on my course to Philippines.,&lt;br /&gt;Its 11 days,mind you(:&lt;br /&gt;For now,I'm praying hard that investiture will go on smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;My greatest fear. My greatest hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Is jeolously drifting us apart? I'm puzzled by the attitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What wrong have I done,to be receiving this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Said you'll be there,but where are you now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I would rather know the truth,than to look at the drama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Please,why are you doing this to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im just another ordinary person,and it would make no sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for an ordinary person not to make any wrong doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;What is it,my sweetheart,that changes you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm not being myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Im lying to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't ask for the reason,cos Im searching for it myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a short post,at least until next week.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get to normal life once my investiture us over.&lt;br /&gt;A promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If telling the truth would hurts,I would rather listen to it&lt;br /&gt;than to be blinded by the act of lies"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-3163189950409379536?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/3163189950409379536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=3163189950409379536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/3163189950409379536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/3163189950409379536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/07/no-air.html' title='No Air'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-6442203286524941213</id><published>2008-06-08T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T01:45:41.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>Whoaa..&lt;br /&gt;Im not sleeping yet,at this hour!&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay. Can I say that my life has been great so far?&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you guys for cheering and motivating me(:&lt;br /&gt;And Hadziq,thanks alot.&lt;br /&gt;He's been trying to make me realise that&lt;br /&gt;he's not worth my tears.&lt;br /&gt;And I guess that's true enough.&lt;br /&gt;My life has ro go on.&lt;br /&gt;Am I right to say?&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to dwell of the past&lt;br /&gt;when I know that would only eats my heart out.&lt;br /&gt;Only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summary of what I have been doing for the past couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;Let me start the ball rolling in CRONOLOGICAL ORDER.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh! I really miss my history lesson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NCO CAMP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. JVCB was the first to arrive to DEYI.&lt;br /&gt;Boon Lay Band was caught up in a traffc jam.&lt;br /&gt;WE gathered,and to avoid wating time,Yi Chien sir&lt;br /&gt;commanded us to rearrange the table in our sleeping areas&lt;br /&gt;in 5 minutes? If im not mistaken.&lt;br /&gt;All of the rest started running.&lt;br /&gt;The hilarious thing was that JVCB from SPARTAN didn't&lt;br /&gt;straight away rushed to our sleeping areas.&lt;br /&gt;We went to grabbed our bag and ran.&lt;br /&gt;Someone went "Eh don't need to bring our bags lah!"&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;We were so paiseh!&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing to the max as I was running.&lt;br /&gt;Deyi members really did the work super fast.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of us was still blur,cos everytime just as we were&lt;br /&gt;about to give a hand,its done.&lt;br /&gt;When Boon Lay had arrived,we when to our respective groups.&lt;br /&gt;And our DRILLING TRAINING STARTED!&lt;br /&gt;Shikin Ma'm was okay lah..&lt;br /&gt;Nice. Kind-hearted. She Know when to be strict,when is not.&lt;br /&gt;In our squad,I stood beside Haikal,&lt;br /&gt;from Deyi Military.&lt;br /&gt;He's a good drill-er. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;We only smiled to each other.&lt;br /&gt;Served alot of punishements.&lt;br /&gt;Pushups and running aroud the soccer field.&lt;br /&gt;Well,its a a training camp aniwae.&lt;br /&gt;I like the camp! Cos it's all about DRILLING!&lt;br /&gt;But yea,could only attend on the first day.&lt;br /&gt;There was once when Yi Chien came to our squad,&lt;br /&gt;we were doing hentak kaki for a long time&lt;br /&gt;He went to Haikal and asked " Why r u standing here?"&lt;br /&gt;Haikal: This is my position&lt;br /&gt;Yi Chien: U lying rite?&lt;br /&gt;Haikal: No lah..&lt;br /&gt;Yi Chien: U want to stand beside her rught?&lt;br /&gt;I herad Haikal saying " No Larh.."&lt;br /&gt;I was like ??&lt;br /&gt;Why did he involve me?&lt;br /&gt;Then he looked at me asked for my name.&lt;br /&gt;He berhenti-ed the squad and went&lt;br /&gt;"Haikal,beside u is azlin. Azlin,this is haikal."&lt;br /&gt;I smiled only. Haikal was like 'ehh.no lah."&lt;br /&gt;I dun realkly understand him actually.&lt;br /&gt;At times he is serious,wearing a frown on the face,&lt;br /&gt;and next he went around teasing pl etc.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 10 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Dad waited for me at J.E&lt;br /&gt;and zroom! Reached home,packed and zzzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STUDENT COUNCIL JUNE CAMP '08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Head to sch tgthr with Hui Shi.&lt;br /&gt;Did some admin stuff and went on withe the camp.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly about LEAD-ER-SHIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leadership is INFLUENCE! :DD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games was enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE gropu 3!&lt;br /&gt;Talentime was superAWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;for the first time,I really enjoyed myself,&lt;br /&gt;laughing my lungs out.&lt;br /&gt;We won the 3rd place!&lt;br /&gt;Playing Cling Cling together with the sec 3 and mdm zarinah&lt;br /&gt;was very fun + CHAOS!&lt;br /&gt;all the programme was great,only that&lt;br /&gt;my eyelids started to feel the magnetic forces.&lt;br /&gt;Hah! I'm aware that there ae more&lt;br /&gt;who dozed off! haha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh. During our sleep time,I was walking arnd making sure&lt;br /&gt;that they area soundly asleep.&lt;br /&gt;Sorie iLah and Sofia if I didn;t really spend my time wif u guys.&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking,Shaff suddenly went&lt;br /&gt;"azlin sini jap. Eh kalau matair kau bilu kau,bilang aku.."&lt;br /&gt;Puzzled. Then I told her and sukainah of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;and that's when we start our stories and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously,didn't expect myself&lt;br /&gt;to get close to shaffiqa.&lt;br /&gt;Though we are in the same cca as well,we dun really&lt;br /&gt;talk to each other frequently.&lt;br /&gt;but during dat camp,it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;During the debriefed,mdm zarinah told us&lt;br /&gt;someone texted her telling me not to do&lt;br /&gt;mush work coz Im tired when I went to apologise&lt;br /&gt;to the committe for not rally helped out.&lt;br /&gt;They went "aww...who would it be?"&lt;br /&gt;and they started all the guessings,but mdm zarinah went&lt;br /&gt;"secret shldn't be told. Let azlin finds ot herself."&lt;br /&gt;I was puzzled. Who would it be.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I've known.&lt;br /&gt;Might be mrs gan.&lt;br /&gt;Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;anw,im really grateful to the sender.&lt;br /&gt;But again,im sorry if i didnt provide much help to you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LANGKAWI,CAMERON HIGHLANDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im feeling sleepy by now. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to tell my story again.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;pictures in the next post yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im signing off.&lt;br /&gt;Good nites!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-6442203286524941213?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6442203286524941213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=6442203286524941213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/6442203286524941213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/6442203286524941213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-6892857346186643943</id><published>2008-05-29T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T00:47:39.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memories</title><content type='html'>I'm darn exhausted from the camps I attended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But,here's the photos&lt;br /&gt;I promised earlier in the previous post(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn;t manage to upload the videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. My com was way too slow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkay,so I rode this ride on a cow,which I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had rode it before,once,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the Zoo a few years back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that was challenging,unlike this,which was really a bore to me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the makcik went "Oh lembu. Biler kau nk laju nie?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Nasha pulled me to the next station,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the GALLIATOR or smtg( i wanst sure ofthe name :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyehhahaha! Well,never looked down on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOUBLE S pepole ; SHORT &amp;amp; SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still manage to push her off her position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad I coudn't upload it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next round was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool. I fought with this partially-cocky girl,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who has been winnig all along, everlasting winner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh,Im pissed off by the pace my com is running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting on my nerves,every seconds,every minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And lastly,the pictures taken on that day.&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;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqMb2ryDI/AAAAAAAAABU/yeeC9mMiZV8/s1600-h/IMG_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209163049619671090" style="WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="192" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqMb2ryDI/AAAAAAAAABU/yeeC9mMiZV8/s320/IMG_0071.JPG" width="267" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqNX9LH4I/AAAAAAAAABk/Su88ofz5up4/s1600-h/IMG_0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209163065753018242" style="WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px" height="213" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqNX9LH4I/AAAAAAAAABk/Su88ofz5up4/s320/IMG_0077.JPG" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;That's my 3rd sis, Wani and me. And here is my first sis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqN0LqSTI/AAAAAAAAABs/KdMm6DiKDl8/s1600-h/IMG_0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209163073329973554" style="WIDTH: 219px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" height="309" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqN0LqSTI/AAAAAAAAABs/KdMm6DiKDl8/s320/IMG_0081.JPG" width="240" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqObvUyXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ssq7zO72HZs/s1600-h/IMG_0082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209163083948542322" style="CURSOR: hand" height="240" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqObvUyXI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ssq7zO72HZs/s320/IMG_0082.JPG" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we met,comes all the fightings(:&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq36brSPfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-ut2yreu0XA/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209178133497003506" style="WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="213" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq36brSPfI/AAAAAAAAAB8/-ut2yreu0XA/s320/IMG_0072.JPG" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq36_jGt_I/AAAAAAAAACE/dZAH_DSAud8/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209178143126370290" style="WIDTH: 290px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 207px" height="235" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq36_jGt_I/AAAAAAAAACE/dZAH_DSAud8/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" width="304" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                    When I missed the target,my bro went "Mate kero lah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq37FI7MgI/AAAAAAAAACM/dh6xdovlPDY/s1600-h/IMG_0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209178144627175938" style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq37FI7MgI/AAAAAAAAACM/dh6xdovlPDY/s320/IMG_0106.JPG" width="278" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq37pUVIpI/AAAAAAAAACU/pDqkpdVTB9g/s1600-h/IMG_0121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209178154338689682" style="WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" height="235" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq37pUVIpI/AAAAAAAAACU/pDqkpdVTB9g/s320/IMG_0121.JPG" width="302" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm shooting at.                                Cute cake ain't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq38Mek30I/AAAAAAAAACc/sgisnipR7sU/s1600-h/IMG_0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209178163776905026" style="CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEq38Mek30I/AAAAAAAAACc/sgisnipR7sU/s320/IMG_0122.JPG" width="268" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yes, definitely PINK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! U know,there was this game stall&lt;br /&gt;called "Spill It or Break It" where you have&lt;br /&gt;to slide a glass of water to a certain point.&lt;br /&gt;My nieces got jeolous over me&lt;br /&gt;cos I still get p[rizes though the glass&lt;br /&gt;didn't really stopped right in the centre.&lt;br /&gt;nyehaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqM0Mm-zI/AAAAAAAAABc/XeGe2b6SYqg/s1600-h/IMG_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-6892857346186643943?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/6892857346186643943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=6892857346186643943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/6892857346186643943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/6892857346186643943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/05/memories.html' title='Memories'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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/_lhbo1fZrth4/SEqqMb2ryDI/AAAAAAAAABU/yeeC9mMiZV8/s72-c/IMG_0071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-8240566644595382604</id><published>2008-05-25T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:18:28.478+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Certis Cisco Family Day '08</title><content type='html'>My whole family went flocking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to SENTOSA from morning till 9 plus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yea,I'm just back a few minutes ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm here writing in any case that tomorrow I &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;won't have the time to blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow would also be another busy day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact,everyday are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Truth be told,I'm starting to get over him, but I know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;it would take sometime,or perhaps might dragged on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll never know how my feelings would gonna be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Coz it's too hard to be predicted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow will start with my&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CHEMISTRY PRACTICAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Follow up will be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DRILLING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's gonna be tough, I hope so. Since we have &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to get ourselves both mentally&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and physically prepared for another&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOUGH &lt;/strong&gt;physical training at Deyi Sec&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on Tuesday and would ends on Thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's gonna be &lt;strong&gt;P.O.P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;on the very last day but &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;unfortunately,councillors are all rather furious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;over it since we have to skip the band camp&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;to attend our &lt;strong&gt;S.C&lt;/strong&gt; camp on 28-29.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to my main topic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,actually I'm seriously drained out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an ultimately fun day spent with all my family members.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I LOVE MY FAMILY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I saw Faiz there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Glad that he still recognise me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So he waved at me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Didnt manage to have a conversation with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess I should not talk more about my day at &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;TANJONG BEACH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I did CAMWHORING [is my spelling correct?] there,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so I should let the pictures tell its thousand words.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And ohh,I somehow had this regretful feeling&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cos I didnt get the chance to watch the fireworks &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;at 8pm SHARP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All because of the stupid popcorn!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There was a super long queue for the redeeming of popcorns.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up getting change late,so even how fast I rush,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I couldn't help it but to miss it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay,enough said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8hn-EJHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/89TrbAcIKuE/s1600-h/DSC00710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204327761510147186" style="WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 204px" height="210" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8hn-EJHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/89TrbAcIKuE/s320/DSC00710.JPG" width="291" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why I took this picture at the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8h3-EJII/AAAAAAAAAAU/nzis5o4l2jk/s1600-h/DSC00711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204327765805114498" style="CURSOR: hand" height="215" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8h3-EJII/AAAAAAAAAAU/nzis5o4l2jk/s320/DSC00711.JPG" width="287" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I like this picture,wif that key 'hanging'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8h3-EJJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zgXg9ck1Ik0/s1600-h/DSC00720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204327765805114514" style="CURSOR: hand" height="214" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8h3-EJJI/AAAAAAAAAAc/zgXg9ck1Ik0/s320/DSC00720.JPG" width="290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She's the only one that could really brightens me up after a tiring day in sch.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8iH-EJKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yAybJX9MMfQ/s1600-h/DSC00721.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204327770100081826" style="CURSOR: hand" height="226" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl8iH-EJKI/AAAAAAAAAAk/yAybJX9MMfQ/s320/DSC00721.JPG" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This cute boy could be mischievious at times,but he's caring(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_Bn-EJPI/AAAAAAAAABM/GfRBVrVvOgY/s1600-h/IMG_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204330510289216754" style="CURSOR: hand" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_Bn-EJPI/AAAAAAAAABM/GfRBVrVvOgY/s320/IMG_0064.JPG" width="285" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's brother's gf.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_AX-EJLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vtEbIPK0fxw/s1600-h/DSC00723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204330488814380210" style="CURSOR: hand" height="211" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_AX-EJLI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vtEbIPK0fxw/s320/DSC00723.JPG" width="292" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_An-EJMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Bt04vHf67rs/s1600-h/DSC00724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204330493109347522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_An-EJMI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Bt04vHf67rs/s320/DSC00724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tips anyone?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_BX-EJOI/AAAAAAAAABE/ga83gWUkNUY/s1600-h/IMG_0062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204330505994249442" style="CURSOR: hand" height="223" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_BX-EJOI/AAAAAAAAABE/ga83gWUkNUY/s320/IMG_0062.JPG" width="306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The big family of mine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_A3-EJNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LaUT469bUvg/s1600-h/DSC00726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204330497404314834" style="CURSOR: hand" height="225" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lhbo1fZrth4/SDl_A3-EJNI/AAAAAAAAAA8/LaUT469bUvg/s320/DSC00726.JPG" width="305" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This beautiful scenery awed me. It's miracle how &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it is able to give let me forget about the past,even if its only temporary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's more pictures and videos to come,people(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But I have to stop here or this post &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;will gonna be a loongg loonggg post again!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I'm able to smile now,though it's still rotten deep inside"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-8240566644595382604?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/8240566644595382604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=8240566644595382604' title='0 Comments'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8696124002248894267.post-7939308122527462926</id><published>2008-05-24T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:32:20.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goodbye'/><title type='text'>If seeing others happiness is better, I'm willing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/oCY60Q4uXP/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/oCY60Q4uXP/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/7GgHvb/music/FeSIIMt5/dayang_nurfaizah_andai_ku_tahu_dayang_nurfaizah/"&gt;Andai Ku Tahu - Dayang Nurfaizah - Dayang Nurfaizah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku tahu&lt;br /&gt;dirimu takkan sekali&lt;br /&gt;menjadi milikku&lt;br /&gt;tak bererti&lt;br /&gt;ku mampu menahan hati&lt;br /&gt;dari mengemis kasih sayangmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andai ku tahu&lt;br /&gt;dirimu takkan setia&lt;br /&gt;menyimpan segala rasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;kecewa ku mengenang semua&lt;br /&gt;bicara manismu yang tiada makna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengapa harus merindu rembulannya&lt;br /&gt;tak akan jatuh ke riba&lt;br /&gt;mengapa harus ada rasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;jika tiada keihklasannya&lt;br /&gt;betapa kelamnya dunia&lt;br /&gt;tanpa dirimu disisi&lt;br /&gt;andainya ku tahu dari dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andai ku tahu&lt;br /&gt;dirimu takkan setia&lt;br /&gt;meyimpan rasa segala rahsia cinta&lt;br /&gt;kecewa ku mengenang semua&lt;br /&gt;bicara manismu yang tiada makna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengapa harus merindu rembulannya&lt;br /&gt;tak akan jatuh ke riba&lt;br /&gt;mengapa ada rasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;jika tiada keihklasnnya&lt;br /&gt;betapa kelamnya dunia&lt;br /&gt;tanpamu disisi&lt;br /&gt;andainya ku tahu dari dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kecewa ku mengenang semua&lt;br /&gt;bicara manismu yang tiada makna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mengapa harus merindu rembulannya&lt;br /&gt;tak akan jatuh ke riba&lt;br /&gt;mengapa ada rasa cinta&lt;br /&gt;jika tiada keihklasannya&lt;br /&gt;betapa kelamnya dunia&lt;br /&gt;tanpamu disis&lt;br /&gt;andainya ku tahu dari dulu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No other words could ever define&lt;br /&gt;the feelings I have to go through right now.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard.&lt;br /&gt;But I know I have to face the music&lt;br /&gt;for the act that I did.&lt;br /&gt;It hurst so much.&lt;br /&gt;But I have to stay strong.&lt;br /&gt;for never could life runs away from hurdles.&lt;br /&gt;For now,only the song above could describe&lt;br /&gt;the feelings that runs wild deepof within.&lt;br /&gt;The wound was added to more salt,&lt;br /&gt;with the grades obtained.&lt;br /&gt;Now,it could not be denied that 2008 hasn't bring me any luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The door of my heart has locked,once again.&lt;br /&gt;Though I know,someone out there&lt;br /&gt;has the key of that door.&lt;br /&gt;And I know,that someone&lt;br /&gt;will not unlocked the door&lt;br /&gt;of that little heart,&lt;br /&gt;unless that little heart's owner&lt;br /&gt;has come to settle down in life.&lt;br /&gt;The owner of that precious key&lt;br /&gt;will be the perfect human&lt;br /&gt;to brighten up my life.&lt;br /&gt;and he know that now&lt;br /&gt;isn't the rigt time&lt;br /&gt;for the unlocking of the door.&lt;br /&gt;That owner of the precious key&lt;br /&gt;would persevere to fight on,&lt;br /&gt;for the door is too concrete&lt;br /&gt;for that owner to enter in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could I belive in your words.&lt;br /&gt;How could I swallow the promises&lt;br /&gt;out of your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;How could I be too foolish&lt;br /&gt;to let you be the tenant of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;How could I let you destruct&lt;br /&gt;the life I'm facing.&lt;br /&gt;How could I let you rule my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;How could I waste the time to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;How could I share the anxiety of the relationship to you.&lt;br /&gt;How could I let my mind to think of you.&lt;br /&gt;How could I let my mind worry about you.&lt;br /&gt;How could I gave you my heart.&lt;br /&gt;How could I be with you&lt;br /&gt;when I know I should be abiding&lt;br /&gt;to the responsibilty that's on me.&lt;br /&gt;How could I be too foolish&lt;br /&gt;to press myself to think&lt;br /&gt;between my load of responsibilty and you.&lt;br /&gt;How could I give you my love.&lt;br /&gt;How could I be so foolish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's that had happen could not be unturned.&lt;br /&gt;That's the fact that I am in no position to change.&lt;br /&gt;I know I could not stay in this situation for long.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stand up&lt;br /&gt;and continue my journey.&lt;br /&gt;Cos i have a long way to go.&lt;br /&gt;And this is only the beginning of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I will not dread this life,&lt;br /&gt;when the perfect time comes.&lt;br /&gt;Let me give myself another chance&lt;br /&gt;to start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;to start anew.&lt;br /&gt;Let me have some space,&lt;br /&gt;so that I can breathe.&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to be involve in&lt;br /&gt;as many activities as I could,&lt;br /&gt;for me to forget you.&lt;br /&gt;Please,grant me my wish.&lt;br /&gt;Don't enter my life ever again,&lt;br /&gt;for it will only bring back those time.&lt;br /&gt;I have to get busy,and I guess&lt;br /&gt;my hetic life for the holidays&lt;br /&gt;are just right for me to start afresh.&lt;br /&gt;Only through this,I could get rid of the unhealthy feelings.&lt;br /&gt;Let the railings between the road be the divergence between us.&lt;br /&gt;I respect your decision,&lt;br /&gt;I thank you for what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hectic life has started today,&lt;br /&gt;when I followed mum to Johore.&lt;br /&gt;Let me breathe the clean and fresh air&lt;br /&gt;in Sentosa,and let out those&lt;br /&gt;bad times off me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-7939308122527462926?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/7939308122527462926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=7939308122527462926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/7939308122527462926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/7939308122527462926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/05/if-seeing-others-happiness-is-better-im.html' title='If seeing others happiness is better, I&apos;m willing'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-5918032246237450866</id><published>2008-05-18T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:28:33.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Touched</title><content type='html'>I can't get myself to sleep. It nearly 12 midnight but I'm working on the coming agenda for &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the next&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;general meeting. None know about this apart from those whom I entrusted the thrust on. It's utterly confidential yea. And I guess my blog could only be 'annouced' after the rest have been informed. I'm still considering putting it as a private blog though. As for now, I'm still free to write anything under the sun since only 4 chosen people,for now,knwo about the existence of my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a dull day,again. Planned to hop into JP with my sis and mum but was then cancelled,sadly. I asked my mum out as I felt kinda sick of just sitting at homebut however,she doesn't want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess now is the time for me to thank my precious wonderful friends that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To E'zzati: Thanks for being my listening ear,for the past few sundays.  Sometimes I just can't imagine why do I have to break my well of tears right upon you. Thanks for understanding,advice,motivation and all that you have gave to me. I really appreciate it. I believe,the ties of friendship that we share,will never be broken so long as we still stand tall for each other. I miss our time when we would get hooked to the phone and chat for hours. But that was only in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Bazilah: Thanks for also be my listening ear at times when my world was really against myself,when the odds were all against me. Thanks for the advices,and time spend to be withe me and the others. Thanks for being there and tolerating me. And yes,our friendship will always last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Zireen: I guess when you read those msgs above,you would feel left out or guilty. But I'm telling you this,you are being a good friend to me though we didn't manage to meet that often. Thanks for everything. Thanks for making my life brighter with your hyper-attitude. Well,again I'm saying,we'll make it through and become the bestest friends along with the two of them,if we still put faith,honesty,trust and respect for each other. Knowing you guys for 5 years have been a great experience with our ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To iLah: Like I said earlier in your blog,I simply couldn't express myself in words. Thanks for your words. Thanks for your support. Frankly, I didn't expect something like dat from you. Thanks for believing in me,and for being there listening my stories and problems. You know,I might be this strong because of the times I went through in life. Fifteen years of age is enough to teach me of values and lessons. I have to stay strong,cos I know sometimes I just have to be on my own feet. To be independent and not relying on others help. I have to stay strong and be patience with those stuffs going against me cos I know there's something more important in my own life that I have to care about. I started to realise all this when I was thirteen,where I have to adapt in a new environment,with my bestfriends living me behind. That was when I started to open my eyes. That was when I know I have to make a change. Try asking E'zzati,Bazilah,Zireen. I used to be a hot-tempered girl and moody at times. I remember scolding zireen of the slightest action;she kept asking for my correction tape. But yet, till now,I'm still weak and helpless in the inside. I can't help it,at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wwhoaa. This is super long post. Thanks alot my deardear friends. You guys are someone speacial and will always have a place in my heart. Thanks to iRah,Hanna &amp;amp; Sofia as well for making my life something that I will always treasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here.&lt;br /&gt;Good nites friends.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; to all Buddhists,wishing you a Happy Vesak Day(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-5918032246237450866?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5918032246237450866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=5918032246237450866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5918032246237450866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5918032246237450866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/05/touched.html' title='Touched'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-613679995424656056</id><published>2008-05-15T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T22:49:40.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Verdict'/><title type='text'>The Verdict</title><content type='html'>She advised me to accept it. Im left wif a few more hours before I make up my mind. The decision is in my own hand. Yes,my own hand. Somehow I feel like there's something that hold me aback.  It's as though there's an obstacles that prevent me from doing what I really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yar. This is my first entry(:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Bazilah for doing so much thing for me. For tolerating my fussiness. Examinations are finally over. But that doesn't gave the conclusion of 'stress-free'. In fact,it's more heavier now. I'll just have to stay positive,and be strong myself. Be it friendship,relationship,studies,cca etc.&lt;br /&gt;I have to be prepared for the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class had Maths activities today. where we had to choose an article from the previous day article,and come out with a question range between 10-15 marks. In the beginning,my group had yet to get the hang out of it. We decided on our question eventually,20 mins before the duetime. We doesn't have that much confidence in ourself,but was shocked by the result of clinching the third place. The best thing was that,Nadhirah's group tuned out to be second,while Nadhilah's grouped was the champion. Afterall,we all had fun during the process.&lt;br /&gt;Received back our A-Maths,Geography &amp;amp; Higher Malay today. What should I say? It wasn't satisfying at all. Though I did put my effort into it, I guess only with failures, It will fire the determination in me. Im really hoping that I show improvement in my other subjects. T^hat's my only hope,at least for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band was boring. Ohh,aniwae,stop your sarcasm will you? I know your juniors aren't a good player as you. You could be making the slightest mistake,compared to your juniors who ae way low low standard as you. And sorry, I know you look down on her. You don't have to express it,since your action has done all the work. Do remember that we are,no matter what,humans. Don;t tell me there are humans out there  are perfect,coz nothing so far has proven it to me,or even to good brainers(:&lt;br /&gt;She realised her weaknesses,and what she is tryng to do is to work on it. But do you have to tell the whole world about this? Aniwae, for the very first time,the band requested for an early dismissal. We managed to have one! Headed down bubble tea shop to take a bite next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Only through thickness,real,true friend(s) are found."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-613679995424656056?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/613679995424656056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=613679995424656056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/613679995424656056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/613679995424656056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/05/verdict.html' title='The Verdict'/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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-8696124002248894267.post-5066643225137377761</id><published>2008-05-13T22:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:15:09.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello everyone! bazilah's here. basically, i'm here because the owner of the blog doesn't take pride of her blog. LOL! k that was meant to be a joke. she's busy bloghopping etc. so you guys, better gradually give a big round of applaud to the owner of this blog uh. give encouragement when she start posting. i'm dead if she reads this. nyeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k fine, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8696124002248894267-5066643225137377761?l=unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/feeds/5066643225137377761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8696124002248894267&amp;postID=5066643225137377761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5066643225137377761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8696124002248894267/posts/default/5066643225137377761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unclothed-thetruth.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-everyone-bazilahs-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Lynnie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17338611588653148410</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>
