<?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-15440485</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:35:02.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BoYaN RoX</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15440485.post-113258988231144848</id><published>2005-11-22T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T08:33:55.630-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin! =)</title><content type='html'>First of all,&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to thank LADY'AI for this skin.&lt;br /&gt;wee. its really beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;thanks sis fer ur very creative work.&lt;br /&gt;lube ya &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;though ive not edited dat much,&lt;br /&gt;be patient.. i will when i free.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No school fer today n i felt so 'mendak' in the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;So i woke my sis up and called nana..&lt;br /&gt;asked them to accompany me to jln raya.. haha&lt;br /&gt;so bored maahh.. so yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;had a great time wif my very lovely sisters.&lt;br /&gt;went to azlin's.. then mr ezzad's.. then huda's..&lt;br /&gt;then ridzuan's.. then went home.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;short and sweet =))&lt;br /&gt;thanks fer the day darls..&lt;br /&gt;to c more pic,go n take a look at my friendster.. hiak hiak..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/PHOT0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 269px; HEIGHT: 195px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/PHOT0017.jpg" width="666" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/PHOT0017.jpg"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;aica sent me pics when we had a sleep-over at her house..&lt;br /&gt;and ya..&lt;br /&gt;i kept laughing!&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat?&lt;br /&gt;the bite turns to b worse!!&lt;br /&gt;take a look at it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/PHOT0063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 231px; HEIGHT: 206px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/PHOT0063.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can c dat? ya,dats my hand.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to zainab fer dat very nice bite!&lt;br /&gt;haha. but i wont get angry to her la.&lt;br /&gt;bcoz its fun! haha..&lt;br /&gt;'gurau-gurauan mnjadikan hubungan semakin rapat'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha.. takpe.. takpe..&lt;br /&gt;lol..&lt;br /&gt;oklor.. till then..&lt;br /&gt;need to sleep early..&lt;br /&gt;coz tomorrow morning got 3 interview for work..&lt;br /&gt;just try my luck mah..&lt;br /&gt;with who??&lt;br /&gt;dat jnab again..&lt;br /&gt;lol.. &lt;p&gt;ok dearies.. sweet dreams.. tata.. =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113258988231144848?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113258988231144848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113258988231144848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113258988231144848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113258988231144848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-skin.html' title='New skin! =)'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113245768939050245</id><published>2005-11-20T11:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T19:37:44.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood frens &lt;3</title><content type='html'>Can read the tittle for dis post??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. dats it!! LOL. ok ok lame.&lt;br /&gt;so yah. based on dat topic,&lt;br /&gt;there must b story regarding it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was fun.&lt;br /&gt;all after me n jnab jln raya wif our classmates.&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;we went off..&lt;br /&gt;without saying 'BYE' or 'TATA' to them.&lt;br /&gt;very bad gals i must say! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left me and jnab.&lt;br /&gt;think.. think.. think about where to go..&lt;br /&gt;home? nah.. its only 4pm..&lt;br /&gt;so ive decided sumthing and she just agreed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;had a great 'date' with jnab..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. only me and her jln raya..&lt;br /&gt;so funny aint it?&lt;br /&gt;ya,ITS ONLY THE TWO OF US.&lt;br /&gt;though we used to have some misunderstanding last time.&lt;br /&gt;but let bygones b bygones.&lt;br /&gt;great friend remains. hehe =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go jln jln..&lt;br /&gt;then we were so excited on our way to sumone's house.&lt;br /&gt;ya. sumone who used to b ssooo close to us.&lt;br /&gt;but dat idiot bus met wif an accident and we were late!&lt;br /&gt;damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but rileks. we're cool.&lt;br /&gt;AICA!! Finally reached petir LRT station and met her.&lt;br /&gt;so the 3 of us.. walked together..&lt;br /&gt;wif jnab hugged each other's shoulder with only smiles on our lip..&lt;br /&gt;walk walk walk..&lt;br /&gt;to dat sumbody's house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! we reached there..&lt;br /&gt;saw dat 'HER' and we screamed out loud!&lt;br /&gt;HAFIZAH LASIMAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;finally we met her.&lt;br /&gt;and old frens met.&lt;br /&gt;stories-all-the-way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till it was almost 10.30pm..&lt;br /&gt;aica suggested to have a sleep-over at her house.&lt;br /&gt;sadly fiza couldnt join us.&lt;br /&gt;end up..&lt;br /&gt;me and jnab again!&lt;br /&gt;weee weee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jnab wif her ketiak cancer..&lt;br /&gt;me wif my kepala busuk..&lt;br /&gt;and aica wif her laughing machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. laugh.. stories..&lt;br /&gt;and fiza called my hp and me 'bkk speaker'.&lt;br /&gt;so the 4 of us talked and ya,GOSSIPS.&lt;br /&gt;haha. they never change at all. cuties! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry jnab cause me and aica just couldnt&lt;br /&gt;stop ourself from teasing u.&lt;br /&gt;till she BITE my hand with her teeth!!&lt;br /&gt;ouuhhh... lebam siotz. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still we had fun together..&lt;br /&gt;next time is fiza's house otey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish i could turn back the time.&lt;br /&gt;so as we could b little kiddos again.&lt;br /&gt;and spent our school days with&lt;br /&gt;naughty and bad attitude.&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then..&lt;br /&gt;hope to meet u guys soon.&lt;br /&gt;love them so muchie.&lt;br /&gt;and aica,tolak pics kat aku plz..&lt;br /&gt;cayang ko suara rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love u guys.&lt;br /&gt;thankies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113245768939050245?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113245768939050245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113245768939050245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113245768939050245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113245768939050245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/childhood-frens-3.html' title='Childhood frens &lt;3'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113232060339690759</id><published>2005-11-18T09:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T06:00:17.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of school..</title><content type='html'>FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of school 2005.&lt;br /&gt;After almost 10 years in dat school.&lt;br /&gt;With the same uniform and place.&lt;br /&gt;Made me love the school and the people so much.&lt;br /&gt;Although sumtimes its kinda 'makan hati'&lt;br /&gt;still its the best home for me.&lt;br /&gt;The moments when i'd stepped in there,&lt;br /&gt;it had made my life the special one.&lt;br /&gt;thanks school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not much to say about today.&lt;br /&gt;only dat we went to our new class.&lt;br /&gt;one student has to retain but he decided to leave the school.&lt;br /&gt;i pity him so much because all this while,&lt;br /&gt;ive been helping him so much and quite close to him.&lt;br /&gt;coz all of the boys just love to bully him.&lt;br /&gt;bad bad bad! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to those who has been promoted or advanced to the higher level nextyr.&lt;br /&gt;hope they will do much better than these past years.&lt;br /&gt;And for those has been retained,U MUST TRY AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;Dont ever2 give up coz age doesnt seem to b the matter.&lt;br /&gt;All the best for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and fer me,&lt;br /&gt;im going to struggle myself for next year.&lt;br /&gt;english.MALAY.pure geo.COMBINED SCI.e maths.ARABIC.irk&lt;br /&gt;dats the only subjects which im gonna take fer next yr's o level.&lt;br /&gt;as fer my classmates,they want to have additional subjects..&lt;br /&gt;but its only for class test.&lt;br /&gt;they want to take tasawwuf and usul fiqh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. i noe its gonna b problem to the new students.&lt;br /&gt;esp imanites.&lt;br /&gt;coz their arabic language are just so 'oh hell'.&lt;br /&gt;haha. dats wat they told me.&lt;br /&gt;but im very sure dat i can help u all.&lt;br /&gt;and as fer my sis,i really hope dat she can teach me MATHS very well.&lt;br /&gt;hate her for getting A1 for every maths paper. CELAKA. lol.&lt;br /&gt;and fer rizal,i really hope dat he can teach me PHYSICS very well.&lt;br /&gt;coz i will always get one digit num fer dat paper. kuang3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter wat it is.&lt;br /&gt;i hope dat everything will do just as fine.&lt;br /&gt;playing no more.&lt;br /&gt;study hard,here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some pics taken just now with my juniors.&lt;br /&gt;hahaks.&lt;br /&gt;they are just so in love with camera.&lt;br /&gt;so enjoys. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/13f0bcd3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/13f0bcd3.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;act mcm kena denda. hahaks. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/c1063438.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/c1063438.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;im gonna miss those students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/d44d80b8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 241px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/d44d80b8.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Slaking at the staricase. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/2d467b2d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/2d467b2d.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mcm2 ajela bdk2 bertuah nie.. hehe. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/82dba944.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/82dba944.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;oh well. they are so in love wif the camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;=))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;'setelah hampir rebah,dipukul badai kemajuan'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;-part of M.A.I.A.I song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113232060339690759?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113232060339690759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113232060339690759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113232060339690759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113232060339690759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-day-of-school.html' title='Last day of school..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113223803339275956</id><published>2005-11-17T22:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T06:36:43.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>la la la.. =))</title><content type='html'>The first sentence dat Mr Esmadi said to my father was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Oh Luklu.. She's my beloved daughter..'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heehee. so sweet of him =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Results are just so sucks but wateva it is,im happy coz i will take my o level next year esp with some of my beloved imanites. my sis? yah. she's joining me taking o level next year. so we betta study hard together and enjoy our victory together. haha. *cam btol* yaa.. IM ready..! ready fer everything. ready fer 2006 to come coz i have so many dreams to achieve! ya ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im ready to attend school nextweek. extra class for o level 2006 starts next week. wow. so fast liox. no break at all but dis is wat ive actually promised the school. 'We give u an oppurtunity so u better attend and join the activities provided'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im ready to have fun at Port Dickson next month. esp when i got to noe dat qurra will join me too! yayness! its great to b the aunty and uncle's darling ya dear? hehe. its gonna b fun n pics ok darls! =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School had spring cleaning just now and our class was selected to clean up the sec 4 ihsan class. ssshzzz.. so we got 2 classes to clean up cleanly and perfectly. so tired to the max lor. for wat the jins said 'this school is so dirty'. hax. so we better clean up the places so as the jins wont come back and disturb the students again. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur Zaimah is going to Cairo today. Tot of sending her to the airport but her flight at as early 4 am. shezzz. gonna miss her lots. she's gonna b there for hari raya with her dad who studies there for about 4 years. ive listed down sumthing for her to buy. ofcourse,for me =)) hehe. anyways,just wish her slmt pergi dan slmt pulang.. miss n love her lots..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school just now,i went to Toa Payoh with Na,No and Ira. Nana and nur were searching fer new phone and they kept asking &lt;em&gt;'uncle.. may i noe how much is this'&lt;/em&gt; or &lt;em&gt;'uncle,how much will i get if i sell dis hp?'.&lt;/em&gt; bla bla bla. Ira just accompanied me to spectacle shops coz ive planned to put on new frameless spec nextyr. so yada yada yada. my leg was so tiring. all thanks to the gals! celaka... *lol*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive bought one new perfume. and i just love it alot.&lt;br /&gt;sadrina,now i smell like u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113223803339275956?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113223803339275956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113223803339275956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113223803339275956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113223803339275956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/la-la-la.html' title='la la la.. =))'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113215409912044117</id><published>2005-11-16T22:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T07:39:06.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year to come maahh</title><content type='html'>The school had engaged the service of IDEA 21 to conduct the &lt;em&gt;'grooming and social etiquette workshop'&lt;/em&gt; just now. Its worth it although it was needed to pay $10 for every student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Stephanie who had been the bestest speaker and i just couldnt stop myself from laughing out loud with all her craps. Shes damn beautiful i must say! plus with dat friendly and cute side of her really made me so attracted to every words she said. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah. 3 hours of workshop was great. A fun and practical course,the grooming workshop included topics like table etiquette,how to dress up neatly,etc,which will help to strengthen my image and Self-Confidence. Thanks again to dat preety stewardess =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While i was having dis workshop prog,sumone did smsed me. A gal who had been my very great bestfriend in primary school life. The sms wasnt meant to b friendly type as wat i tot it would be but it was a 'war'. yerps,there was some misunderstanding btwn us and she talked very rudely without thinking about wat she had really say. Ya. i was hurt by all her words coz it was all about his guy. excuse me. it was so childish ya. fighting each other just bcoz of a guy. it was a long story but nah,its too personal to b posted here. as fer me 'her words didnt hurt me dat much coz i understand'. People tend to say anything without thinking if he or she turns to b so angry. as fer her case,i understand her JEALOUS attitude very much but trust me,its not my fault at all. He's not my friend and i dun think so u can scold me or watsoeva just bcoz of a small matter. wateva it is,i understand her. so forgive and forget it then. hope they will settle it by themself and peace =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr edward is replacing my form teacher's place for this week because she takes MC for a week. So yada yada yada. Mr edward is now incharge for my class. He briefed everything about nxt yr's plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess wat? alhamdulillah,AKU NAIK SEC 5!! only one is stayback and we r so sad to let one of student leaves us. wateva it is,i just wish him all the best. 20 students for nextyr. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr edward did told us dat 10 students from imanites will join my class next year. meaning dat the selected imanites(sec 3 iman students who are in express stream) will sit as a class with us. kelakar kan? sec 3 tros jump to sec 5.. haha.. terlebih pandai per.. *kuang3*..camne la nanti lau adik aku satu klas ngn aku n amek o level sesame eh? konpem best.. hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about next year,im becoming SO SO SO exciting! haha. Ive planned to close dis blog,msn and friendster by the end of this year. i think theres no need for me to continue bcoz of some reasons. the important one is dat,i want to b secretive. can i? can i? hehe. and yerps,i wanna change to new hp nom too. i wan to b low-profile sikit. ble tk? hehe. *bole gitu* but i still regard 'writting in blog' is my great best friend because i talk and write more in english and it really helps me to improve my language. erm,maybe i can use my own blog with only some trusted people to noe. wateva it is,its just a planning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all irsyadians,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will b the release of report books.&lt;br /&gt;and all the best for all.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow my parents will come down to school&lt;br /&gt;and im so scared waiting fer tomorrow to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and dad,&lt;br /&gt;i promise dat u two wont b called again in future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*mcm betol jek luk nie..* =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113215409912044117?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113215409912044117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113215409912044117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113215409912044117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113215409912044117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/new-year-to-come-maahh.html' title='new year to come maahh'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113206275770729119</id><published>2005-11-15T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T06:00:26.720-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Praying hard..</title><content type='html'>I love kids! Yes. I really do. Their cuteness bring much happiness to me. Thats wat my day for today. Need to take care of the primary one to three students and gave them a short 'story telling'. Ya,its kinda tiring to look after kids. Their stubborness and loudness can make me turn to b so 'RIMAS'. Wateva they are,they still respect the elders by listening to every instructions. and noe wat? they are so brilliant! they can give ans in just one second. kiddos are just cute! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed my day alone because i had finished my job at as early 10.30am while the others finished at almost 3pm. haha =p in my own free time,i did find sumthing dat entertained me. So yerps. I had a loonnngg talk with Ustaz Badrul. He told me about his experience in life and he said to me 'dun waste ur time' and he kept saying 'belajar itu indah..'. hehe. Cara dia berbahasa dlm bahasa indon btol2 buat kata2 dia sejuk je bila didgr. Respect him lots. He didnt enjoy her teens life like we used to. neways,thanks to him and other teachers too for being so friendly to me and shared alot of story to me. Thankies. Luv ya all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides dat,i had fun in playing games with some of the Sec 3 gals. All i need to do was JERIT2 with Mr Aziz from the first floor to the third floor. HAHAHA. really had fun esp with dat kecoh Mr Aziz and Cikgu Iskandar. Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and again. besides dat,i had my own sweet time in sleeping at the aircon rooms with Mp3 ON and sms ON. haha. *langgar undang2 btol*.. BLA BLA BLA.. then got skin care prog by one of the indon lady also so yada yada yada. talked wif dat lady and yah,ive studied alot. thanks. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks school for being so entertaining. HAHAHAHAH. Tomorrow gonna have another great programme again!! yippee!! &lt;em&gt;Grooming and social etiquette workshop&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY. Theres a holiday for me dis coming december. My beloved auntie and uncle kept calling me said dat they had booked and paid for the ticket and all dat. So yada yada yada. Must follow maah and konpem fun punye. Thankies auntie n uncle. Best tau lau ade org syg kte.. btol tk? hehe.. So yah.. We'r going to Tiara beach at Port dickson.. YOoohhuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most interesting thing dat ive been CRAZY about is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY RESULT.&lt;br /&gt;Oh hell. Can i get to b promoted to sec 5 nxt yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My teacher called my parents just now and asked them to come down to school for parent meeting. Ya ya ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sick.&lt;br /&gt;Sick when i noe dat 5 out of 21 students under 'stayback list'.&lt;br /&gt;n im sick sgt.&lt;br /&gt;when i got to noe dat i was one of them.&lt;br /&gt;best kans??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ye. best sgt. buat aku gile.&lt;br /&gt;but theres still a hope for me. *winks*&lt;br /&gt;coz out from the 5 students, im the only one who passed english.&lt;br /&gt;only dat i failed badly for 2 papers.&lt;br /&gt;kuang3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the result is out tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;lets pray hard fer it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reason nye nape aku drop abes gini eh?? sbb..&lt;br /&gt;aku takble cope and cover utk 6 subjects for o level subjects and chapters just after only a month rite after my major exam(STE) finished. seriously takble cope. seriously brain torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM CRAZY!!&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SHUT UP...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113206275770729119?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113206275770729119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113206275770729119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113206275770729119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113206275770729119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/praying-hard.html' title='Praying hard..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113198548744688703</id><published>2005-11-15T00:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T08:28:07.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Respect is the word</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Specially thanked to..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suhailah from Sec 5 o level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shaidah from Sec 4 n level&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ummu Aiman from Sec 3 STE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and me,myself from Sec 4 STE &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although Suhailah and Shaidah have left the two of us for their major exams,really big thank to them for our hard work in 'khataming' quran for dis whole year. Finally,school had the majlis khatam quran just now with many interesting events. The best one was,'mkn berdulang ramai2'. Hehe. Really had fun with the quiz and all dat. Thanks asatizahs. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Secondary School students wore baju raya today. Not becoz of celebrating hari raya but bcoz of the majlis. So my classmates planned to go jln raya to 3 of our teachers rite after school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First house was our 'old teacher' who used to b our cute MATHS teacher. He's almost 80 yrs old but he still look healthy. Respect him lots =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yada yada yada.. went to Sengkang then to Queenstown.. REALLY HAD FUN =)) shared alot of things with the teachers and ya,we studied sumthing from their life. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Otw back home,sumone smsed me.. Said dat sumone has dissed me at my tagboard. v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here is the reply for sumone who didnt use her own name..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To BLOG HOPPER..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAI!! =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks fer those tags. So sweet of u for making me so surprise by dat advices and all dat. Well.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ade ko nmpk aku motek ngn laki kai tudung per?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ade ko tanye ak bila tu smua?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ade ko tanye ak smpai skrg per aku ni mcm?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ade ko tanye ak diri ko sendiri yg ko ni sajak ke tk nk tegur org* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz.. dgn cara ko tag.. ku konfem sgt.. yang ko nie.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*tak mungkin lebih baik dari aku*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*cara ko tegur bkn cara yg baik* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kerana pada pendapat aku.. lau ko nk tegur aku,ko g tgk diri ko dulu eh.. ko g tgk betol2 muka ko n diri ko pat cermin.. kalo ko rasa yg ko lebih baik dari aku n ko kai tudung pnjg n jaga tata tertib sbgai seorg islam,baru ko dtg n tegur aku nan cara baik. konpem ku respect abes ngn ko. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tapikan.. lau ko rasa yg ko ni da la tk kai tudung,abe takde keje lain slain nk kutuk org jek,hmm.. baik takya susah2 nk nasihatkan aku coz sepatotnye ko nasihatkan diri ko dulu.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;btw.. ni blog aku. aku nye kenangan.. aku nye idop.. aku nye perasaan.. n ape yg ku citekan tu smua benda yg da lepas.. as wat i said 'im sorry if i happen to hurt anyone'. GET IT?? Gipon sejahat2 aku pat lua dulu pon,ku respect abes ngn ape yg aku akai. Lau ku kai tudung,ku respect abes. lau ko nmpk aku ngn laki peluk2 or cium2 smbil aku kai tudung,baru ko le dtg maki hamun aku agi k?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N btw.. ko ckp yg aku 'over amek gmba ngn laki'..? OVER? HELLO!! ko tgk gmba tu smua,ade ku sentuh laki per? ade ku peluk laki per? ade tk? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and errmm.. psl template aku nie.. aku da ckp siang2 per pat blog aku ni yg ni skin lama. aku kai sejap je sementara ku carik yg baru. so ku tk rasa uh ini benda menyusahkan idop ko.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n finally.. ko bebual da mcm step minah ngn aku tetiba sebut nama tuhan? HAHAHAHA. Sesuci nama tuhan sepatotnye digabungkan dgn kata yg baik atau teguran yg baik yer.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So mintak ampun dan maaf sekiranye ku de uat ko sakit ati pat sini. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As ape yg ku tulis kat first page aku:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Welcome to my blog..The main purpose of doing this blog is for me to share anything about my life..And for me to pour out my feelings..My blog,my own say,my own dream..If u dont like it,please leave..Please respect it ok..U hate me?? I just cant be bothered..' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So respect is the word.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya, ko bole tegur aku. kte sesame manusia tapi mane respect ko?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku respect lau ko tegur aku dgn cara yg baik sbb tu yg ku nk tau atas kelemahan aku. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SORRY AGAIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dun wish to hurt anyone here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only dat im so sad to say dat.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'mcm ane org mlayu nk maju lau org melayu sendiri yg kutuk org mlayu'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SORRY AGAIN. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kalau tk suka,le ckp depan2 or le bebual private ngn aku lau ade benda yg ko tak satisfied. Insya allah,aku le brubah.. Smoga ko happy dgn kata2 ko tu.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*peace no war*.. dats my life. i dun wish to pick a fite with anyone or hurt anyone's feelings. Only dat people seem dont understand each other. 'PEOPLE CHANGE' ya everyone. Yg jahat le jadi baik n yg baik le jadi jahat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive got many improtant things to think about than dis childish thing. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Results.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Results.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Results.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*so looking frwrd for dis fri to come* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I HATE HYPOCRITES!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113198548744688703?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113198548744688703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113198548744688703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113198548744688703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113198548744688703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/respect-is-word.html' title='Respect is the word'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113181359152966158</id><published>2005-11-13T00:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T09:01:06.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely gal who misses her special one..</title><content type='html'>When i see him,i realise how i miss him so much. When i hear his voice,i realise how i wish he could b mine again. People always like this. They tend to miss sumone who has left them. Thats wat i feel just now. To b exact,i miss dat sumone.. Sumone who has a special place in my heart. &lt;p&gt;I saw him. Yes. We saw each other at Aliwal just now. Its hard to forget him. Its very hard to avoid from meeting him. Its really hard when we get to see each other again and its really hard when our whole family knoe each other better. &lt;p&gt;He's much darker rite now and he's quite thin. My heart beats so fast when i get to see his face. Why why why? Why must dis feelings seem cant get out of this life? Why must he comes in dis heart of mine? Why must he makes me miss him dat much? Why? &lt;p&gt;Can u b mine again? I miss everything about u. Can we b together like we used to b? I miss ur company. Can we have each other like before? I miss ur concern and love. &lt;p&gt;So silly of me. He will never b mine again. Mybe he's happy wif her or watsoeva. Nah. We have own life to go. Can i let go wat i feel rite now by typing it all here? Im sorry if i happen to hurt anyone.. &lt;p&gt;I MISS HIM. I miss hugging,kissing him and ya.. bitting his ear. heh =)) sweet memories. Memories will never fade away. I miss when he comes to me and shares his problems to me. I miss eating our fav bread together. I miss his 'head lying down' on me. I miss the fun 'mandi laut sesame' wif him. I miss wearing same shirt wif him. I miss shopping wif him and finding things wif him. I miss eating tosai wif him. I miss watching scary movie with him and i just shout out loud while he laughs looking on dis 'pengecutness' side of me. I miss the moment when he teases me and makes me mad. To b exact,IM SO MISSING HIM. &lt;p&gt;How i wish we could b forever. How i wish i could have those moments back in this life because nuthing much sweeter in my life than spending my days with u. But its all ended. There's nuthing between us now. We are now like strangers after 3 years 'close to each other'. haiz. People change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was so touched when i saw him approched my mum ONE TO ONE. For wat? Just to seek for forgiveness. He knew dat everyone was looking at him for approching my mum and seeking for forgiveness but he just talked to my mum bravely. Seriously i was so touched by his attitude. Although i was not there to listen to every words they said,but im happy coz he still treat my family like he used to b. Only dat he doesnt treat me like he used to b. =((&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When my mum asked: 'apa da jadi nie? dulu baik2 happy,abe skrg ni mcmne?'. He answered: 'tak taula..' Ya,i noe its hard fer u to ans dat.. IM SO SORRY coz im the one to b blamed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad dat we cant simply understand each other. Too bad dat our dreams were all left as memories. Too bad dat we cant b together again. Coz u noe y? Coz we cant simply try to tolerate one another.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wateva it is,i just wish him all the best. Im bad. Totally bad. and im very sure dat he will find a better gal than me. Im very sure about dat coz im not suit for him. He deserves the better one indeed. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For wat ive told him before.. 'u cant stop me from loving u'. yesh. here i just wanna let ya noe.. Although u may hate me or u may happy with her or u may forget me,just a lil reminder for u.. 'u have no rite to stop me from loving u'.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Its my heart dat matter. Its my feelings dat just cant stop from loving u. Its my life dat just cant forget you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh damn. i sound like shit. really like shit. but its just wat i feel rite now. i really miss him. Those memories in pics will always make my life the special one. Thank u for coming into my life. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It takes my whole life to forget u..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&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/15440485-113181359152966158?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113181359152966158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113181359152966158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113181359152966158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113181359152966158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/lonely-gal-who-misses-her-special-one.html' title='Lonely gal who misses her special one..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113170800986054468</id><published>2005-11-11T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T08:36:09.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im still hoping fer the best..</title><content type='html'>Yesterday outing with the JONs was awesome. Let me summarise it by pics.. It wud b much better yeah :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/ab4c8e72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/ab4c8e72.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The 4 gals are from irsyad and they are my so lovely juniors. eehheemm =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/1b35956c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/1b35956c.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And here are the guys. They just love to take pics. Ive snapped one of each pics but naaah.. it cant b shown.. but hey,they really look so cute! hehe.. n can u see their baju raya? yerps. the perfect traditional costumes and im so proud of it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/3b9d619e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/3b9d619e.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The boys kept laughing when they got to c eqbal's baby pics..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/5ae76cfb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/5ae76cfb.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is my sweet loving sis with braem. Like ive told ya guys before.. the guys just love to act cute in pic.. hehe.. but hey.. i really enjoyed my day wif them! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/f31dc5fb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/f31dc5fb.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here is my so-called bro. GGGRRR... He is just so cute laaaa.. with his dimples and chubby face just make me go AWW AWWW... lol..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/c414d292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/c414d292.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are my lovely friends and ofcourse,I DID enjoy myself yesterday. Wat i love about going out wif them is dat.. firstly,they really concern abt their prayers.. secondly,they really respect people.. thirdly,they can cheer me up.. lastly,they behave very well. basically,they are just so FUN and HAPPENING!! =)) Thanks guys.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For more pics,just go n click at my friendster's pics.. 50 pics are all up for the hari raya event.. hehe.. siow gerrll.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My lovelies came to my house just now. They were mira,shikin,noi,nana and muzam. oh god. how i miss those gerlies so damn much. we had our own sweet times in sharing laughter together and as usual,pet pot pet pot was the most interesting part of all. heyya gerls,when r we going to slack at the beach? hehe.. im waiting darls.. hehe. n remember,better let me noe ur n level result n plz do come back to irsyad.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh yaahh.. Talk about school.. ermm.. There's sumting dat i need to share wif u guys. Something dat i need to tell everyone out there dat i was so happy and amazed when received one msg. Ok people. Juz a lil update here. Juz wanna say dat,I WILL ALWAYS fail for my maths and english all this while. but not now.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Student needs to pass english(compulsory) and another 2 subjects in order to continue to o level class next year. Thank god dat i pass for my eng,malay and maths. Only dat i just dunno wat is the overall percentage for my maths papers. Oh god. plz help me. Plz help me to pass dat paper. my combined sci and geo are just so sux lor. F9 for the papers but i just cant b bothered la. need to pass 3 subjs out of 5 oni.. so ya ya ya.. PLZ GOD,HELP ME. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk about english. yeah. i noe dat my eng is just so sux to the core. i am so weak in language esp eng. When Mr edward called me just now to see for my overall marks for this whole year.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr esward: Luklu (index nom 5),come here.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luklu: *smiled when i got to noe dat i passed for dat papers* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i sat down at my own place. Suprisingly mr edward stopped from calling the next student and he began to say.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr Edward: Sumtimes i hear dat the teachers in the room say 'oh dis student cant do it'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly his finger pointed on me.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr edward: This gal(pointing on me). She is the girl. I tot dat she would never improve. But obsolutely WRONG. She shows improvement.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And again he pointed his finger on me.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr edward: She is the gal who suprised me by her achievements dis year. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly he looked at me.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mr edward: So luklu,u better work hard as to score well for ur papers next time. Uve shown improvements and im happy to see that. U must work hard or else,ill kick ur butt!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The students laughed and they just smiled =) and only God knows how i feel when he said dat. Seriously,i was like 'nak nangis nak nangis!!!'.. Touching banget sik!!.. Seriously fuckingly absolutely IM SO SO SO malu pon ade.. gembira pon ade.. bangga pon ade.. smua la.. segala-galanye.. hehehe &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeah.. Insyallah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kalau diberi peluang,ingin sahaja saya mencapai kejayaan itu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Semuanya terletak di bahu saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Terima kasih saya ucapkan kepada guru saya dan kwn seperjuangan yang telah banyak memberi tunjuk ajar kepada saya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walaupun ada 4 dari teman saya tidak lulus untuk peperiksaan bahasa inggeris,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Insya allah,semoga guru-guru dapat memperhitungkannya. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Doa saya supaya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kita menduduki peperiksaan *STE 2005 bersama-sama,pastinya kita akan mengambil ujian o level bersama juga. Insya allah! =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh im smilling rite now.. seriously IM HAPPY to hear dat. Not bcoz wat lorr.. only dat.. urrrgghh.. ive achieved sumthing today.. THANK U ((=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113170800986054468?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113170800986054468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113170800986054468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113170800986054468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113170800986054468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-still-hoping-fer-best.html' title='Im still hoping fer the best..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113152181041861107</id><published>2005-11-09T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:52:00.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYZTALOBE berhari rayerrr</title><content type='html'>Its 3pm.. Supposed to b in school rite now but me? errrmm.. Just woke up from sleeping.. hehe.. So tired la.. Reached home at nearly 12am ysterday.. Soooooooo penat takble angkat.. kuang3..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the gerlies at as early 10.30am at boon lay yesterday. All of us wore couple colours. errm,i mean... 2 gerls with black or white baju. Two with purple and another pair with pink. When i met aisha,i just screamed out loud. Coz u noe y?? Coz she actually wore the same pink kebaya which me and 'HIM' found to b the favourite one at Geylang last time. URRGGHHH.. I was supposed to wear dat tau syyaaaaa... gggrrrlll.. Geram se tgk.. Seperti bak pepatah 'kenangan demi kenangan.. menjelma d ingatan..'.. haaaha.. aisha's kebaya really made me remember him so much ysterday.. ggrrrll.. damn u.. kesian kena pekik ngn aku... hahahaha.. da suda la tu.. da tggl kenangan pon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As wat i told ya before,i had fun with the 5 gerls and i was so happy. We took more than 100 pics together plus with 4 cameras.. hahaha.. Im gonna make a video cd for it.. yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to 11 houses and ofcourse,we ate so many foods. Non-stop eating and we were so like 'bored' with the same kind of drinks at 9 houses. Alaa... yang air dia colour ijau tu.. hahaha.. We went to Don's house and we couldnt stop laughing coz her sis was so kecoh. hehe.. Then we went to aica's house and dis tym also bebual tak berhenti coz we really had a great conversation with her family. haha. Long time no c aica. Too bad dat im still missing her voice... hahaha.. =)) Went to dan's house(aisha's bf).. We had our own sweet tym in bullying him.. shhheezz :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur couldnt stop from saying 'eh aku pakai tudung tau.. aku panas nie'.. haha.. silly gal. mcm dia sorg je yg panas eh.. n if u guys wanna noe.. the 6 of us pakai shawl la.. dats y panas sbb ade 2 lapis.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ok ok i noe dat the 6 of us wearing tudung but why why why ADE MAT2 N MINAH2 nk kena kacau kte? Kte takde kacau org per.. apesal org mesti mau kacau kte se. BLOODYHELL la eh. I noe dat 'minah tudung' song is the popular song rite now but heeelllooo!!! Remember dat we still got HEART ok damn u. Suka suka je nk nyanyikan tu utk kte. Smlm kte da kena 2 kali.. One at aica's void deck.. The mat2 n minah2 so damn irritating bastard sia.. seriouly. and hur zaimah couldnt stop herself from maki hamun dorg and kte smua terpaksa tarik hur coz she is really uncontrolable when she gets angry..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another one hell group was when in the bus. The boys sat just behind me and adik. The boys were all SO KEPALA BUT**!!! Nyanyikan lagu minah tudung with the word 'bodo' kuat2.. wat a toot se. da la perangai irritating.. me and adik couldnt stop ourself from being irritating uh ape lagi.. we laughed.. we said 'eh iyekeh.. aku bodo ko pe hal lak.. tak siuman nye jantan.. haha'.. bla bla bla. we irritated them so fuckingly much till they kept their mouth shut.. haha.. da kalah ckp perr.. siak nye jantan.. pakkal la aku kai tudung eh.. lau tdk,sebakul sepinggan maki hamun aku lemparkan.. stooppiidddd uuuu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No hard feelings eh. Cume geram je.. atleast they need to respect us la.. kte tak kacau per.. lain uh lau kte stare ke kaco ker.. mepekz uh eh.. kte pon ade perasaan yerr.. jgn main step ikut sedap mulut uh eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yada yada.. had a great day wif my SYZTALOBE. I really lovethem so much n im looking frwd for the next outing bfore hur went to Cairo nxtwk.. Love u all to bits.. thanks darls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah. here is one of our pics. Feel free to c another pics at my friendster.. okies dokies.. adioss amiggoosss... =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/1faef0a0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/1faef0a0.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;adik.LUK.nur.NANA.hur.AYSH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lube u guys lots lots lots lots =))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113152181041861107?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113152181041861107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113152181041861107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113152181041861107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113152181041861107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/syztalobe-berhari-rayerrr.html' title='SYZTALOBE berhari rayerrr'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113137589957332596</id><published>2005-11-07T23:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T07:08:34.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan2 hari rayerrr..</title><content type='html'>Irsyadians got 2 days off for marking paper days. Hayya. Im so scared liox. Monday and Tuesday OFF. No school,so i noe dat the Irsyadians are all ready to jln raya with friends. Wawawa.. Bkn main eh adik2 ku smua.. &lt;p&gt;N here i am.. Just reached home after sooooooo long day wif my classmates. Jln raya lorrr.. Outz from home at as early 9am.. Reached home nearly at 10.30pm.. Im ssssoooo tired but still had fun although im not dat close with my classmates... but as wat i believe 'u r the one who needs to make the first move'.. so yerpss.. i just made myself HAPPY for today. hehehe.. thanks to 16 gals who made my day =)) &lt;p&gt;Just now jln2 raya then saw dis guy. and yeah. i noe he will read this. just wanna let ya noe.. We're now like stranger,dont u think so? We used to b so close but errmm.. time passed by without we realise dat we have our own life to go on.. N here i wan ya to noe.. dat i really miss ya.. i dunnoe y.. the sight of u make me ssooooo.. urrgghh.. k lets proceed to the next topic.. but hey,not ahmad okies.. duncha worries.. im not talking abt ahmad here.. hehehe.. &lt;p&gt;Yesterday had fun wif my family. Dad wanted to break his fast at Seranggon.. Kite smua kempunan favourite mknan kte.. ape lagi lau bkn TOSAI.. oh la la la. hehehe.. then walk walk walk.. i bought one mp3 player fer myself. So siblings,dunt touch mine yeaahh =)) &lt;p&gt;So sorry coz no pics to show coz MULTIPLY is just so sux lorrr... Da terexceed for dis month nye.. takpela.. u can go n c at my friendster okies dokies.. &lt;p&gt;TOMORROW gonna b fun.. Go jln raya wif my so-called sisters... picca.NANA.hur.AISHA.adik.. we gonna have fun tomorrow.. lube ya all.. &lt;p&gt;Ok.. better stop now.. its 11pm.. ive promised someone.. wanna call him.. whus dat him?? I cant tell yaaa... Only a hint here.. We were once outz for a date and there was sumone called me 'BITCH' when he got to noe dat.. WHO NOES???!!! hahahahaha.. keep dat secret btwn us.. &lt;p&gt;Ok gdluck fer oll o level students.. all the best!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113137589957332596?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113137589957332596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113137589957332596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113137589957332596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113137589957332596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/jalan2-hari-rayerrr.html' title='Jalan2 hari rayerrr..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113125499661029539</id><published>2005-11-06T01:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:39:11.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kuang kuang kuang</title><content type='html'>I had a big fight with my bro recently. I just dont care wat he feels and i just cant b bothered. I dunnoe why we really love to fight everyday. and i really mean it. everyday-fight-each-other. It made everyone in this house turned angry to me coz of dis bad-temper attitude of mine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On last friday,i had a big fite wif dis bro of mine. All bcoz of he didnt allowed me to borrow his batteries. For wat?? For dis computer mouse coz im using wireless one. So its kinda irritating if the batteries flat. Oh yeah. Its hell coz i really had an important conversation at msn wif my great fren. So yada yada yada.. Fight wif my bro coz he took the rechargeble batteries.. fight fight fight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me.. Threw my tantrums on dis comp of mine. Aku tarik.. Aku tendang.. Yada yada yada.. Till its moderm wire suddenly PUTUS. Internet stopped. 2 wires were CUT off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother and sister started wif their BLA BLA BLA.. Oh shuttup u idiots. So yerps,no internet for a day. Luckily my dad knows how to connect those wires back. I noe its quite difficult for him to do dat. But because of he wanted to settle those arguments btween us,he settled it all.. Tada.. The wires were definitely okay and Internet ON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the story is... Dont throw ur tantrums on ur precious things coz it will turn worse for everyone.. kiakiakia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K luk mcm paham jek.. hahaha.. Ok now lets talk abt ysterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual,i really had fun wif every outing wif my father's side family. SO KECOH tu the max. Yesterday was so much happening and fun day for me. Kata boyan kan?? So kalo kwn pon dinamakan sedara.. Yeah yeah yeah.. We went to our 'so-called relatives' houses ysterday. Org boyan sememangnye kecoh abes.. So yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jln2.. bila da byk collection tu,the kids wanted to eat roti prata.. So we headed to serangoon to eat at 12am.. Tapi smua pakai duit sendiri.. Org tua tak kluakan duit. hahaha.. kecoh.. and me.. very gelojoh.. I ate 2 roti prata cheese for only how many minutes. kiakiakia. Pecah rekod idop.. Roti prata punyela besar.. tapi lembut banget sik.. kuang3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okla.. Nuthing much i can say.. u can look at the pics taken ysterday.. n c dat outfit of mine.. i loike!! kuang3.. hahha.. k adios.. Ade tetamu and jeng jeng jeng.. Abg sedara ku sememangnye hensem2 banget sik.. aduuhh.. bisa buat kepala gue pusing dong!!! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lukluahwamarjan.multiply.com/photos/album/8"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 235px; HEIGHT: 293px" height="1134" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/972d03cc.jpg" width="719" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-click fer more pics-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113125499661029539?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113125499661029539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113125499661029539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113125499661029539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113125499661029539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/kuang-kuang-kuang.html' title='Kuang kuang kuang'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113108974247535261</id><published>2005-11-04T15:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T23:43:00.366-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jeng Jeng Jeng..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello dearies.. Hows yesterday?? Collection banyak tak?? hehe.. Oh well.. Now im gonna share abt my day ystrday.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached at my grandparents' house(paternal) at almost 11.30am. As usual,my family will b the last family to reach there. My relatives were all so NOISY when we reached there. With the laughter,shouts,smiles,jokes really made the place so happening. Wat i like abt dis family is dat, 'WE'RE UNITED'. Oh yeah.. Laugh laugh laugh all the way n i love the 'photo-session' part. Aiseyman. We r so so so so kecoh to the max!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outz from there at almost 1am and headed to my granma's house(maternal) at commonwealth. And as usual,we will always be the first family to reach there.. Kul 3 baru ade family yg smpai.. haha.. But still had fun and kecoh to the max la coz my mother nye side RAMAI sesgt.. My grandma da ade ramai cicit pon.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yg ni opposite side plak la sbb sblh bpk smuanye kecik2 belaka.. yg sebelah mak plak,smua nye da tua2 bangka.. da ramai kakak2 or abg2 yg ade anak berderit.. Dats wat i like abt them coz got many BABIES. =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry to them coz this baju raya raya of mine was so irritating coz its manik2 berada d sana sini ruma nenek.. haha.. kat cushion,kat carpet.. SMUANYE ade glitter ku.. haha.. sowie yeah.. maaf zahir dan batin.. =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My abg2 n kakak2 sedara of mine so playcheat coz they said: 'hey auk,kau nak duit raya,dtg ruma aku dulu.. baru aku kasi duit raya'. BLUEKSS.. :x ini tdk adil!! ahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yada yada yada.. Outz from there at almost 6.30pm coz we need to perform our magrib prayers at my uncle's house at clementi(paternal).. So sad sbb tak dpt jumpe smua sedara2 kat uma nenek(maternal).. haiiyyoo.. then bila da smpai kat 3rd house tu.. errmm.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ATLEAST GOT AIRCON. satu hari suntuk panas. bile da rasa aircon,sedap sikit.. nikmatullah.. So yada yada.. waited for the rest to come.. Yada yada yada.. fun uh sbb sblh bpk slalu jln ramai2.. so yeah. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Headed to 4th house at clementi house olso.. Then to 5th house at West Coast.. Then to 6th house at my house. Then to 7th house at Boon Lay.. and.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PENAT MAAAHHH.. Takble continue laaggiii.. Balik ruma uh lepas tu.. Reached home at almost 2.30am tros tidur mati se. Serious punye penat gileeeeeee... Tapi still had fun.. =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I REALLY HAD FUN YESTERDAY.. But errrmm.. im sad too coz there is still sumone who doesnt want to forgive the sins dat i made to him.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously im totally sad.. =( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I called him 2 times ysterday just to seek for his forgiveness. yesh.. i noe dat ive done so many mistakes to him.. i was once made u cry.. i was once made u sad.. everything was me.. but why? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sepatotnye kite bermaafan-maafan d pagi raya.. Tapi knape panggilan ku tdk dilayan? Sebaliknya dia reject. OH ONLY GOD NOES HOW I FEEL. How i was so sad inside.. How i wanted to cry to hear dat 'engage tone' when he rejected my call. Seriously IM SO SAD TILL NOW. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AM I BAD? AM I TOTALLY USELESS? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If he hates me dat much,atleast give me some minutes to say sumthing to him. Atleast give me a minute for me to seek for his forgiveness. Oh tuhan,apakah kesalahan hamba mu ini tidak dapat dimaafkan?? Apakah hamba mu ini seorang yg terlalu kejam sehingga tdk dpt dimaafkan?? Oh tuhan,apakah hati hamba mu itu tertutup dari rayuan maaf ku? Oh tuhanku,apakah ini dinamakan aidilfitri ketika seorg hambamu begitu keras hatinya? Oh tuhan.. tunjukkan jln yg benar utk ku.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relatives asked 'bila nk dtg ruma dgn ahmad?' Oh geez.. They dun noe yet abt us. So yerps,hari yg baik dan bulan yg baik,ive told them dat we're no longer together. They scold me. Yerps,im the one to b blamed. As u all noe dat me and him can still meet till we getting old coz our whole family noe each other from long time ago. Yeah. Its kinda 'malu' uh sbb da putus skrg.. wat to do.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talk abt the calls.. He rejected.. So i sent sms to him. NO REPLY from him. OH ONLY GOD NOES HOW I FEEL. =(( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wateva it is,ive done my part oredi. Its up to him whether he wants to forgive me or not. For wat my granny adviced: 'Sudah.. kau jgn carik dia lagi.. nanti dia ingatkan ko ni pompn tak malu asik kejar2 kan dia. da buat bodoh suda.. sekurang2nya kau da mintak maaf'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh im strong here. Wateva happens,i'll try my really best not to disturb his 'new life'. As long as he happy,i would b so thankful.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH OK. No hard feeling. Tu smua tolak ke tepi.. Takpela kalau org da tk bole nk maafkan kite. Bkn nasib kite.. Oh Luk plz tkmo nangis la.. cengeng la ko nie.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok ok.. So readers.. mesti tak sabar nk tgk gmba raya ku kan? hehe.. Tgk la kiez.. Tapi tkmo penat yer.. Enjoy ur stay there.. =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://marjan1710.multiply.com/photos/album/3"&gt;Click here fer pics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113108974247535261?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113108974247535261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113108974247535261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113108974247535261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113108974247535261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/jeng-jeng-jeng.html' title='Jeng Jeng Jeng..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113095569194734849</id><published>2005-11-03T02:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T10:40:14.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its almost 3 am but im still here,sitting infront of dis comp..&lt;br /&gt;Doing wat?? ERRMM.. Im sending testimonials to my friends.. HAHAHA. Coz im so budget to give those msgs by sms.. So yerps,thanks to INTERNET coz it saves my budget. hehe.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One day at home.. Done with the house chores. Oh damn tiring but nvm,its once in a year occasion.. hehe =)) &lt;p align="center"&gt;While i was cleaning my closet just now,i had found 3 diaries of mine. Oh damn. It brings so many memories. Read those diaries and it made me smile,sad and cry. Basically the diaries contain abt the memories of me and my exs. &lt;p align="center"&gt;First diary is on year 2002. Dat time i was wif first ex of mine. The time when we fought everyday was all stated in the diary. The ego part of mine and the patient part of him.. I realise how i was so damn ego n stubborn when i was wif first ex of mine.. Haiiyaa.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;And when i read the second diary,it made me smile. Coz im happy to read abt the moments when i and dat 2nd x of mine became great bestfren. hehe. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Third diary is all about me and dat 2nd ex of mine.. Damn. Its an oppsosite side.. And now i believe dat, &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WAT GOES AROUND,COMES AROUND.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;When i read those diaries,i almost cry. Wanna noe y?? Coz ive done so many mistakes to these 2 guys. Although we have our separate ways rite now,i just wish the best for u two.. May Allah bless u.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Just now i msged wif Rafiq n he asked : 'da mintak maaf dgn abgnye?' &lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh gosh. How? Tell me how is the rite way to apologise to him? He hates me. He doesnt wan to talk to me. Wanna noe sumting?? Ive bought one hari raya card specially for him. I wanted to send to him thru post but its too late. I wanted to give it to him but naaahh.. Its only left on dat desk of mine. NAH. Nvm then,there is a better way to seek for apologise than sending a card for him.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Its not fair u noe.. He gave frwd msgs to my sis n not me.. urrghh.. dont bother la.. he hates me n he really hates me. IM SO SORRY. Can u hear dat im begging an apologise to u rite now?? sorry. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is Hari Raya. Ladies &amp; Gentlemans,r u ready to have fun tomorrow? Hope so ok darls. Have fun and enjoy ur day tomorrow.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;I will absolutely have fun tomorrow.. I miss my relatives and BABIES. Wowww.. Many new-born babies dat i havent met before.. hehe.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok readers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LUKLU ingin meminta ampun dan maaf sekiranye diri ini ade membuat silap salah kpd smua.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yg terlebih gurau ker,terlebih memekak ker,terlebih ketawa ker,terlebih merepek ker,harap maafkan yer.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bak kata pepatah : 'buang yg keruh,ambil yg jernih'. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Cheybbaaahhh.... MINTAK AMPUN DAN MAAF SEMUANYE. n halalkan makan minum ku yer.. trutama skali halalkan air liur kamu yg terbuang utk lynkan karenah ku ini.. hehe.. ok luk da start mrepekz.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;ONCE AGAIN, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA&lt;br /&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN&lt;br /&gt;KPD SMUA UMAT ISLAM DI MANA JUA ANDA BERADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;yg benar,&lt;br /&gt;LUKLU ULHAMDIYAH&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Reply to tags:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Titi_VoK: Heyya sweets. Selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin too okies.. duit raya? aiseybedah.. terbalik la.. u sUppose to give me tau.. not me se.. hehe.. neways,enjoy ur day darl =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;deen: Yesh dear. U r absolutely rite. No one is perfect. =)) Selamat hari raya maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin to u too.. have fun ok darl. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Mira: Slmat ari raya to u too sayang! I MISS U mami J. muacks &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rina: Hey there rin,same goes to me toO.. Im sorry if i ever hurt ya before.. Just forget it all ok darl. LOVE u n have fun too ok dear.. muacks &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fanaa: Fana my sweetie pie darl.. hehe.. SELAMAT HARI RAYA to u too. Fana pon kena amek gmba byk2 n kasi luk tgk yer. konfem glamour mcm mak datin tau.. hehe.. HAVE FUN darl. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Syaz: Selamat hari raya maaf zahir dan batin.. *hugs* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;CinderLeha: Hey kak,dun talk abt exam lor. it makes me headache mahh.. hehe.. Btw kak, SELAMAT hari raya maaf zahir &amp;amp; batin.. *hugs*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113095569194734849?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113095569194734849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113095569194734849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113095569194734849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113095569194734849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113086443149108676</id><published>2005-11-02T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:08:28.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day before raya..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One day more before Hari Raya. Woww.. So fast. Ramadhan gonna leave us soon. Will we b able to meet again nxtyr? As wat Rasulullah said to one of sahabah : 'if only my umat noes how wonderful dis Ramadhan is,they will surely want dis Ramadhan forever'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh Allah.. I am a human being who will never stop from making mistakes. Im not perfect. Ive done many sins. Sumtimes i dun realise dat u'r watching on me. U r watching in every single step of my life. BUT ME?? Just an ignorant gal who sumtimes tends to forget her creator. Masya allah. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOW BAD CAN I BE? HOW HORRBILE CAN I BE? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sumtimes i sit and think.. 'if only people can see all my mistakes,how would i face them?' Malu sesangat.. Kotor nye hati ni.. Kotor nye diri ini.. Kotor nye perangai nie.. Kotornye smua.. =( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smoga Ramadhan ini membawa keberkatan kpd smua dan smoga kte smua berubah mnjadi yg lebih baik,insya allah.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So talk abt dis Ramadhan.. Alhamdulillah,so far so good. Its a great month especially when i need to attend school for dis whole month. With school programme and activities about fasting month was really great. It brought up spirit to the students. Thanks to Ustaz and Ustazah who will always give their best stories and advices to us. =)) Im so grateful to b brought up by madrasah. Thanks school. &lt;33&gt;Besides dat,im sad too coz i was not completed full terawih for this month. Cume 13 hari je dpt terawih.. 15 days gone(9 days MC from GOD,5 days went to iftar wif frens). Pecah rekod idop. Hahaha.. My dad was not satisfied at all. Sorry daddy. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM TOTALLY BUSY wif house chores. OH ma god. So many things to b done. Kemas kemas buku,baju,almari smua.. SATU ARI TAK ABES. ape taknye.. buku sikit punye BYK. Mcm nk bakar je tau.. GRRRRLLL.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Busy busy busy helping the family wif hari raya celebration. Oh cool. My living room is so damn beautiful. My dad with his creative work.. awwww.. really excellent. He is such a great husband lor. Last yr my dad uat katil utk my bro.. Style gitu.. Tahun nie buat batu bata utk tv.. Feewwiitt.. Wanna c?? Come to my house kiez?? hehe &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw,im using my previous skin. Wanna noe y? Coz im so damn bored wif dat 'fun-side of me' skin. So dis is my temporary skin while im searching for new skin. So yerrrpsss. Many people love dis skin but they hate the words.. Loser and all dat.. hahaha.. sorie la.. ni kan part masih frust agi.. heheh.. Gonna change it soon la.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ERRMMM.. Wanna noe sumthing?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive not buy my first hari raya nye bag. WHITE colour. Smua bkn taste aku la.. yuckss.. So tomorrow need to find it wif my sista.. Really NEED TO.. Tgkla betapa kelam kabutnye aku.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For gals,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have fun la kemas bilik,mop lantai tu smua yer.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For boys,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;have fun jugak la lap tingkap tu smua la yerr.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yg pentingnye,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lagi sehari lgi kite nk ari raya!!! weeeee =))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113086443149108676?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113086443149108676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113086443149108676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113086443149108676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113086443149108676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-day-before-raya.html' title='One day before raya..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113073692174963725</id><published>2005-10-31T13:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T21:58:08.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;weeewwwiitt.. FINALLY. exams-no-more..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just wait fer the result.. or HORRIBLE result??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yups yups.. Lets wait fer the result..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whether i will cry or smile.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HMM.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just forget it for awhile.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now lets think about dis coming raya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Raya.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WEEEE... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nuthing much i can type here lor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only dat im so stress up looking fer the best skin..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for those who wanna c the pics taken last sat,just click at the pic and tada!!! ENJOY UR STAY THERE.. *feewwiit** &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marjan1710.multiply.com/photos/album/2"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 219px" height="731" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/724959aa.jpg" width="666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-click fer more pics-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;OK gtg now.. Geylang is calling me.. haha.. Will update new pics tonite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*cheers* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113073692174963725?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113073692174963725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113073692174963725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113073692174963725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113073692174963725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/exams-over.html' title='EXAMS OVER'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113061042181322148</id><published>2005-10-29T02:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T11:44:14.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I really had fun today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YESH. I HAD SO MUCH FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outz from my uncle's house at as early 6+ am to Johor. So early maahh.. Dia takot jam uh. Ramai org nk alek kampong oitz. hehe. Reached there at as early almost 8 but the shopping centre still close yet. So we slept in the car first while waiting fer dat angsana mall to open at 9.30am. Bila da bangon jek,WAAHHH.. Ramai banget dey org disana.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Stepped into the mall. Hari raya song sana sini. Ini yg uat ku semangat nk raya nie.. haha. Me,Fathie,Nur,My uncle &amp; Auntie were so damn kecoh uh tgk2 barang. esp me and my auntie.. Thanks to uncle coz he bought me one cute shoe.. weeee..i just love it. thanks lorr.. lube u.. then auntie recomended me to buy contact lense. &lt;p align="center"&gt;At first i couldnt simply believe dat it's only cost RM 50. RM 50 JE TAU. tapi bukan colour nye uh. Dlm ade 3 pasang. Each pasang can use for one month. So i can use dat for 3 months lor. Yups,with the power ofcourse. Coz luk ni degil. Ade spec tapi tknk pakai. I only wear dat in school. So now. Ive got new contact lense. Can use for jln2 n go to school. weeee.. Sape se tnk beli yg murah.. Confortable lagi.. bagos bagos bagos.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Jalan janlan jalan. Reached at my Uncle's crib at 3pm. OH DAMN. I was so tired to the max but still wanna go out wif the guys. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Met them at 4+pm at Clementi. Me &amp;amp; my sis met Nana,Ibrahim,Hafees and Fattah. Oh shuttup Luk. U made so much noises. Nak taknak korg kena layankan aku kan?? =)) &lt;p align="center"&gt;Reached Geylang at 5pm and went to jln2 first. Then headed to Darul Arqam to perform Asar Prayers. We bumped into Rafiq and his fren and gez wat?? We saw KEKEL. Oh ma god. Me,nana n fisa couldnt stop ourself from shouting his name!! KEKEL da encem siotz. Spec no more. Mat-mat type lorrr... miss him se. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bla bla bla.. Eqbal joined us. Oh dat guy is so damn cute se. He's a great entertainer. HAHA. Tak menyesal aku ajak ko eh bal.. haha. bla bla bla.. Straight to HAWA restaurant. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahmad Helmi joined us.. Dat guy loves to lie to me. Ish awk tak baik uh.. Tipu je pndai. haha. STILL HAD FUN. makan pon kecoh se. N hafees makan cepat wwooo.. Dia abes dulu. Champion uh awk.. haha. Ibrahim blanja smua makan la.. terkejut berok se aku.. at first aku bkn nye kenal dia sgt. Tros da bebual2,fun gak uh dia.. THANKS UH EH. SERIOUS AKU TAK PECAYE KO MURAH HATI SGT =)) &lt;p align="center"&gt;WE..&lt;br /&gt;The gals.. Me,nana &amp;amp; Fisa with the ALJ guys.. amat,apiz,fattah,eqbal and ibrahim. WEEEE..&lt;br /&gt;PECAH PEROT + KECOH + FUN + GILA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went to Darul Arqam to perform magrib prayers then off to the bazaar. Oh hell. Rimas se aku.. eeee.. The boys looked for their baju kurung. alermak. HIJAU uh smua. =)) N dorg tu smua suka je bila dgr lagu dorg berkumandang kat kedai. biase uh,CELEBRITY per. haha.. Jalan jalan jalan then the guys bumped into one group of ex-ALJ students. Ramai se. Abe tgh2 jln kecoh.. abe ade one of them ni pekik.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;'eh ni smua bdk junied oit. celebrity oit.. alermak.. junied oit'.. LOL. kecoh se. org sana sini tgk se. haha.. =)) susah plak klua nan celebrity eh.. hahahahaha.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Headed to Tanjong katong complex then bought aiskrim. 8 of us smua mkn ais krim and thanks to ibrahim!!! DIA BLANJA AGI. Oh ok. THANKS ONCE AGAIN!!! =)) &lt;p align="center"&gt;Bla bla bla..Ira joined us.. So jln jln jap.. layankan karenah bdk lelaki tu smua then preceeded to Singapore Post.. eh,btol pe tu tmpat? &lt;p align="center"&gt;TEMPAT CANTIK. so lepak lepak lepak. REALLY I HAD FUN. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byk story uh kite cite. Kelakar tkle tahan. haha.. brahim blanja air lagi. haiyyo brem. Murah hati sgt uh ko nie. aku tak kluakan sen lagi pon se. haha. Talk talk talk.. Pic Pic Pic.. Said gdbye to them at 10.30pm.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Rilek uh.. masih siang. sok tk skola.. ari raya uh ape lagi..',dats wat the guys told me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaha.. Took the same MRT wif nana,ibrahim n my sis.. =)) Ibrahim gile!! Reached home kul 12.15pm se. hahaha.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY I HAD FUN TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; bila agi nk klua uh korg?? Fun uh. HAHAHA.. Pics sok mlm ku mskkon eh. To them,sabar uh.. nanti aku tolak pics tu smua kat korg *winks* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;THANKS TO ALL FOR MAKING ME SMILE AND LAUGH LIKE CRAZY PERSON. We must go out again otey *winks winks*... Tomorrow nak kena g geylang amek baju agi.. haiyyoo.. Monday pon same. WEEEE... Geylang oh geylang.. Gile geylang uh... &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;P.S: I noe dat my skin is kinda 'boring'. HMM.. Im gonna change it to a new skin nxtwk.. =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113061042181322148?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113061042181322148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113061042181322148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113061042181322148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113061042181322148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-really-had-fun-today.html' title='I really had fun today..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113048252336420685</id><published>2005-10-28T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T00:27:57.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can i have dat nite??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My auntie msged me just now. She said dat she failed for her car test and she was totally sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh no. Suddenly i realise dat im totally scared of failure. &lt;p&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;Huda,Mira and all N LEVEL students who really want to take O LEVEL wif me,IM SORRY. I noe dat i might hurt their feelings but oh man. I just dun have dat confident to stay there. I noe dat im not capable enough to continue. Yesh. The fact is dat,my school is so damn strict in marking and all dat. 15 stubjects are not dat easy to cope. Ive just finished wif my major exam and suddenly another papers come. O LEVEL topics. O LEVEL format. Very strict in marking. I dun think i can stay there coz i noe dat i will surely get bad results. &lt;p&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;So. On my way back home.. All alone.. I think.. think.. think.. about the next path of my life if i fail to take O level nextyr.. Finally,ive made up my mind. If i ever fail or stayback..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wan to try continue my studies at ALJ. Coz u noe y? Yups,my ambition is to b Childhood educator but my academic is so damn suck. I can score well for my ukhrawi subjects.. so wat is in my mind rite now is dat.. ALJ is the place. The place dat will make me focus to arabic. The place dat will bring me to MESIR. Yesh. Dats the place coz i dun think so dat im capable enough to go to academic side. Yesh. Dats the second target.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Maria oh maria.. amcm lau aku skola sama nan ko? Gerek ak?? Haha.. The boys said &lt;em&gt;'eh wak.. msk ALJ uh.. g Mesir sama2 after pre-u'&lt;/em&gt;.. n they said again: &lt;em&gt;'awk kan pompan.. lau ade bimbingan agama,awk le didik anak awk.. n gipon,ilmu agama tkde smpai penghujungnya..'&lt;/em&gt; WA WA WA. Haha. Oh damn. I miss the boys. Tomorrow go geylang together otey? hehe.. suka je eh bila ku ckp nk msk skola korg..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But its all depend on my result. If i can stay to take my o level,OFCOURSE id stay coz for me.. &lt;em&gt;'Aku mulakan d sana.. aku habiskan d sana..' &lt;/em&gt;almost ten years there. So sad to leave. So dun ya worry dearies. Its all depend to my result. Im so damn scared. Betul2 tak tenteram se..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh shutuup Luk. Lets proceed to the next topic..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tot of going to Geylang wif my cuzie today but its cancelled coz.. errmm.. coz i dun wanna bump into sumone. ermm.. THEM. NAAAHHH.. Better not..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today till monday,my schedule is so damn full.. hahaha.. terima kasih pada sape yg da book aku.. weeee... Geylang geylang.. GO GO GO.. WEEEEE.. Tomorrow go johor then geylang n tak alek.. weee&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;OH K LUK MEPEKZ. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;TAK GUNA. BENGAPZ.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mlm ni org byk2 nak berlumba qiyamullai,ko lak happi2 gini.. haiiyaadey.. School got iftar n all dat tonite but sowie. Tkpe. kat uma le solat sendiri. haha. eeik. Qiyam sendiri lagi best se. Ko nak nangis ke meraung ke lantak ke ape ke,antara ko nan tuhan.. best kan?? Try uat uh.. N ku dgr2 mlm ni byk masjid uat qiyamullai.. esp MASJID AL-FALAH. wa wa wa. bdk madr ramai banget deeyy g sana.. Tot of joining but naaahh.. I wan to overnite at my uncle's crib. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Reminder to people.. Ramadhan da nak tgglkan kite.. Malam yg dinanti2kan akan tiba.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cari cari carilah malam lailatul qadar.. i wan dat nite plz :x&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;N yeah,a lil update abt MAJIDAH KHAMSANI..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She's now in ICU n in critical condition.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Alfatihah utk dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Praying the best for her* =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113048252336420685?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113048252336420685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113048252336420685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113048252336420685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113048252336420685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/can-i-have-dat-nite.html' title='Can i have dat nite??'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113042594196841480</id><published>2005-10-28T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T09:15:58.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PAPERS ARE SO DAMN SHIT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno why im turning like dis. I dunno why i cant simply do my really best for my papers. I dunno why i tend to give up for everything. I really dunno. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noe dat i will surely fail for my english. Plus wif combined Science really made my life so miserable. Im so scared of waiting fer the result. Yes,im so damn scared. I had my Chemistry Paper 2 just now and i dont know why i simply GIVE UP for dat paper. I left many qstions. My mind stopped. The information abt it was all gone. I really give up. Shit shit shit. The Paper was really a nightmare hell for me. I dunno why.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If i ever fail for dis year n could not b able to continue for my O level nxtyr,GDBYE to school. Coz i dun think dat i wanna continue der. For wat? Atleast if there is N LEVEL class nxtyr,i might give it another try although i waste a year. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive decided for the next path for my life if i ever 'stayback'&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noe its my fault for not paying attention n concentration towards my studies. All i need is time coz im so stress up wif all those stuffs. I really dunno of how to cope wif my studies. I just finished wif my major exam. STE. It kills me alot to cover my academic subjects fer only a month. Oh damn. I really cant cope. O level format n chapters for all papers. I dunno. Besides dat,sumone keeps hurting my heart n it makes me so damn emo n stress up. I swear dat i really stress up.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HOW? am i going to face my teachers? HOW? am i going to ans my teachers if they ask about my blank ans on my ans sheet? Damn. Im so scared.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh shutup Luk. No use crying rite now. Its all past oredi. Only God can help me. Only teachers can help me.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DUNNO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SERIOUSLY HATE TO SIT FOR PAPERS.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;----------END.OF.THE.TOPIC--------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113042594196841480?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113042594196841480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113042594196841480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113042594196841480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113042594196841480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/papers-are-so-damn-shit.html' title='PAPERS ARE SO DAMN SHIT'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113031710036986256</id><published>2005-10-26T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T08:35:59.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lets pray the best for her..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all,i would like to reply those tags fer my lovely taggers =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadrina: Who say dat i can simply forget him? Never darl. Ive once told u dat me and him can easily meet one another.. U noe dat our family is kinda related n all dat. So,its hard fer me coz i still can c him around till im old. *uweks uweks* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syaz: Hey dear. Thanks fer advicing n concerning abt me. Yerrps. Maybe the format changed. Btw,u go to school for iftar dis friday? =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mira: Mira syg.. MISS U SO MUCH. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sewie: WOW. Ofcourse i remember u. Tenkiyuk fer dropping by here. hehe. Do visit here often otey.. *smiles* =)) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fragile clinche: Opss sori mr. Ive found dis line from dis blog itself so i never tot dat it would b ur own trademark. I never change anything here. Ur trade mark? OPSSS :X sorry then. I will change ok. Btw,erm,u hate followers? Dun say dat coz i noe u hate me very much rite now. OK DEN MR. I will change dat 'TRADEMARK' of urs. So sorry then. N yeahh. hate me n treat me like shit. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rina: Im not sure dear.. i'll let u noe otey.. muacks muacks &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ira`Spyder: Hehe.. Takpela.. Pikir sal raya,stress smua ilang.. hehe.. Wa wa wa org tu tahun ni hijau la.. weee.. *winks* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adies: Semangat uh aku nie.. padehal enta le pass ke tdk.. haha &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sumtime to share.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ITS ALL ABOUT A GAL.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were once recited Al-Quran very well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were once smiled wif dat sweet smile to everyone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were once dressed up in complete Muslimah jubah n hejab..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were once been the shy student wif soft voice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were once studied hard for her PSLE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;were once put high hopes fer her PSLE result.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;EVERTHING CHANGED&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when she..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She knew dat she had kidney failure..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She knew dat her kidney couldnt even function as per normal.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She knew dat PSLE was another few more weeks to go... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She knew dat she couldnt sit fer her PSLE...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NOW..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is in hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Lying alone without friends,teachers and books.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is now in hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sumtimes she cries due to the pain..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is now in hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;From the begining of dis fast month..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is now in hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smile when she sees her friends visit her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is now in hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Her friends cried to c her in dat condition..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She is now in hospital..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When everybody is happy to celebrate Hari Raya.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAJIDAH KHAMSANI..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ALLAH is gonna b with u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I noe its hard fer u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But u still have the school's support..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ur family n frens will always there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kuatkan semangat..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kite smua doakan yg terbaik..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To all,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bacakan al-fatihah utknye.. Smoga dia sembuh seperti sedia kala.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AMIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113031710036986256?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113031710036986256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113031710036986256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113031710036986256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113031710036986256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/lets-pray-best-for-her.html' title='Lets pray the best for her..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113013245829256423</id><published>2005-10-24T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T22:40:58.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geo sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh gosh. Fer the first time in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'NO-SLEEP-IN-24-HRS-TIME'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Waaaahhh.. Strong gal. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All thanks to GEOGRAPHY dat made me so ADDICTED to it till i just COULDNT get myself rest fer awhile.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GEO SUCKS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GEO SUCKS.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had my Geography paper 2 just now fer 2 hours and 15 mins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I picked 3 qstions from HUMAN qstions. A qstion from PYSICAL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh hell. NO WAY TO PHYSICAL qstions ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz it really SUCKS.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Write..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Think..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Create rite senstence..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;C the clock..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH SUCKS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wrote only 8 pages. CITOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt manage to attempt all qstions.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEY HELLO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da tau geography kite konfem bebual byk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kasi kte 4 jam ke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6 jam ker..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh bedekz. Jgn bedekz luk. Konfem ko tdo se.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fer all i now,IM NOT SATISFIED N NOT HAPPY WIF MY PAPERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to do well fer Geo Paper 1 nxtwk. Really ITS A MUST.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Geo sucks. Sucks. Sucks. OPSSS :X&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh now,i miss studying HISTORY. 2 years gone just like dat. HAIYO. Y must we drop se? STUPID SKUL. opssss :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113013245829256423?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113013245829256423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113013245829256423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113013245829256423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113013245829256423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/geo-sucks.html' title='Geo sucks'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113009526420035922</id><published>2005-10-24T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T12:42:15.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>All the best fer him</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to let ya all noe dat everything settled btwn me &amp; him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We dont need to contact each other..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friend-no-more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Relationship-no-more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Patch-no-more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fight-no-more&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cry-no-more &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally dats my ans fer him. NO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He doesnt understand me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He said:&lt;em&gt; 'Me or ur boy friends'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not bcoz i love my boy friends than u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its u who cant simply understand me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh damn. I dun wanna repeat my old mistakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;He said: 'Sape suro jilat balik?'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh geezz.. Totally confused of how to ans. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;His nick on msn: &lt;em&gt;'In life,u have to make sacrifice..impossible to have all..so make the choice dat brings u happiness &amp;amp; dont regret' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its not sacrifice as the subject but it is UNDERSTAND. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok friends. Satisfied wif my ans? Hope i make myself clear here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz i dun wan to hurt anybody's feeling ever again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz i noe its hurt. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its not his fault fer being like dis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz its not his fault fer falling in love..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;plus wif dis is his FIRST LOVE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yerps. I noe its hard fer him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry. Its my fault fer teaching u of how to fall in love. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SO SORRY AHMAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybe der's sumone who loves u more den i do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who noes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Or maybe der's sumone who is much better than me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesh. U deserve da better one. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yerps. Im truly loving ya so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It hurts me fer saying gdbye to u again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our memories and all dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will never b erased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks fer everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N im sorry fer hurting ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B happy &amp;amp; gdluck..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Coz i care.. :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh damn. Its 3am rite now. DUN WAN TO SLEEP. Coz im so damn bz studying fer tomorrow's paper. Geography makes me sick. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well. Better stop here. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="247" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/a046fc22.jpg" width="234" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Never will i forget dis.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Sumtimes we just need to leave the one who we love most..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Coz we noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Dat he/she will find him/her happiness one day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Juz to let him noe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Never will i forget u..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;Coz its u who make my life more special..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;N take note of dis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;I LOVE U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113009526420035922?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113009526420035922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113009526420035922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113009526420035922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113009526420035922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/all-best-fer-him.html' title='All the best fer him'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-113005152537773868</id><published>2005-10-23T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T00:40:39.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cari cari carilah...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;YESTERDAY WAS FUN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GEYLANG OH GEYLANG. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday went to Geylang wif my Relatives was A HELL FUN FUN FUN. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went der by LORRY. N oh hell. ITS HAPPENING. HAPPENING. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With dat kecohness of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With dat laughter of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With dat joke of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With dat cam-whore of us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With dat loud of us. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;REALLY. I ENJOYED MY NITE YSTRDAY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aunties. Uncles. Couzies. Siblings. Mum. Dad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THANKS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno how to describe or tell story abt ysterday. U can view the pics later otey ;) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out from Geylang at 12 pm. Headed to Pasir Panjang to eat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FUN FUN FUN. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Out from der at almost 1.15am. On the way to send those boys to my granny's house,IT'S RAINING. N all of us KANCONG se. HAHAHA. ape taknye. Lorry tkde shelther oitz. BASAH se. HAHA. Luckily got big canvas. So kite beramai2 bersembunyi d bwh canvas. LOL. Kenangan se. FUN FUN. We all laugh laugh laugh. Habis smua basah. HAHA. The boys were so damn cute. Malam2 buta berdzikir. Bwk lagu dzikir sendiri. Smlm dorg bwk version dzikir tone ari raya plak. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;a href="http://marjan1710.multiply.com/photos/album/1"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="833" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/2f13ccdc.jpg" width="682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-click fer more pics- &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEART YA ALL SO DAMN MUCH.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok ok stop. NOW. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so stress up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is my Geography Paper 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i havent open a single page yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SO USELESS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cant even conentrate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHMAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dun make me feel so sorry and sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With those nicks on ur msn and all dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLZ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Help me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Understand me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noe dat u r waiting fer e ans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All i can do rite now is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JUST KEEP QUIET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;coz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I,MYSELF CONFUSED. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hurt.people.no.more.luk. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just dunnoe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God,plz help me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FRIENDS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BAAAAHHHHH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DUNNO. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonite go buka wif my relatives at granny's house again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO LECEH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But gonna have fun again. weeeee &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People. Tonite or tomorrow da msk 10 MALAM TERAKHIR. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rebutilah. Seperti ape yg telah ALLAH bersabda : &lt;em&gt;'Lailatul qadar khoirun min al-fi syahr'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Carila satu mlm yg digelar LAILATUL QADAR. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N yerps,QIYAMULLAI byk diadakan d masjid. P uh ikot sana. Konfem best. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n n n n.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QIYAM KAT IRSYAD DIS FRIDAY TAKKAN KETINGGALAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS U SENIORS &amp; JUNIORS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FRIENDS &amp;amp; TEACHERS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*hugs*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-113005152537773868?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/113005152537773868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=113005152537773868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113005152537773868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/113005152537773868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/cari-cari-carilah.html' title='Cari cari carilah...'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112996114122206028</id><published>2005-10-22T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T00:09:57.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geylang? Oh tiddakk..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can i share some story about yesterday? May i? Plz.. Good readers =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had my Eng Paper 1 and Paper 2 yesterday. Oh my God. It sux sux sux. Seriously fuckingly horribly totally DIFFICULT. Plus with the 'unclear' questions. Mati uh aku. Konfem fail se. Seriously. If i fail for dis paper,i would not b able to take my O level nxtyr. Whether out from dat skul or stay back. STAY BACK? no class fer us la dengz. URRGGHH. Citot uh. Den about Paper one. Section 2 supposed to b report writting but 90% of us wrote Letter writting. SIAK uh. ANIAYA se. urgghh urrgghh. Serious talking dat im still trauma wif dis paper. Trauma? Diam dar. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached at Mira's house at 6pm. Oh damn damn I MISS MY DEARIES SO MUCH. We really had fun ysterday. Although some of them reached there after magrib,oh hell. its fun se. MIRA,i love ur mee soto so much. So delicious. U r great dear! U can cook wateva i like. Next tym SPHAGETTI plz? Lol. N Nooie,i LOVE UR BROWNIES. urrgh. Still tak puas tau sbb aku cuma mkn 2 jek :( I had fun ysterday esp wif many great listening pair of ears for me. Thanks for the advices,lectures n so so so. Although some may call me stupid but i noe dat i really am. Sapek,Bel &amp; Den,thanks alot. We ate aiskrims.. Watched THE MAID story.. bla bla bla.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its 8.30pm. Its time for me to say bye-bye to all. I noe dat they hate me for seeing him. I c their faces and they just hate to c me leaving the place. Sampaikan Sapek simpan kunci n tak kasi klua. So sorry dearies. I wont hurt anyone of u again but urrggh. U wont understand me. Its heart the matter. Thanks Mira for the gift. I HEART U ALOT. Thanks everyone. We gonna have fun some other time. IM REALLY SORRY. Seriously,im so sorry :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met him at Mira's void deck. His block is only one block across Mira's block. So yada yada yada. Reached Geylang and oh ma god. SO PACK SE. Cannot tahan maaaahhh... urrgghh.. He searched for butang n sarong while i searched for bag. Go jln2 wif him n suddenly he looked at dis one set of pink baju kurung. Oh man. Plz. Dun make me cry otey. I noe its our dream to wear the same baju kurung for hari raya but its all ended. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yada yada yada.. Reached at the bench near to my block at 11pm. Talked talked talked. Ofcourse la we fite. He's not happy wif sumthing la tu. Yada yada yada. Its 11.40pm. Ape mau tunggu. Takkan nak gado smpai pagi. Angkat kaki jalan suda. Gado gado pon anta aku alek kan?? Sebok jek. Org kata jgn ikot,nk jugak.. LOL. Thanks yeah coz u sent me totally kat ruma. LOL. Still the same as u used to b. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talked wif him again on the fone rite after he reached home. FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fight till we talked abt sumthing seriously. He talked. I heard. He talked. I heard... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*HP RANG* -one msg received. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH MA GAWD!!!!!!!! Aku tertdo smbil bebual ngn dia rupenye. DASAR KURANG AJAR NYE AKU. urrggghhh.. Tapi funny gak uh. Camne se aku le tetdo ngn telepon uma skali. LOLZ. Nasib baik dia msg n oh hell. Biase gak,full of maki hamun. Sorry uh. Bkn sengaja per. Penat maaaahhh.. Called him back n said sorry sorry sorry. Yada yada yada. He said 'ya Luk,i noe u better. Lau penat slalu gini.. bla bla bla'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for ysterday's conversation. I really need some time to think. But serious talking dat im still not satisfied wif ur desicions. U cant simply understand me. SERIOUS. I love u so much but u noe.. i dun wan to hurt other people's feeling. Many people will hate me if i stick wif ur desicion. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHY CANT U SIMPLY UNDERSTAND ME?? If u understand me better,i would b so grateful. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rina told me dis: &lt;em&gt;'because it's their first time experiencing how does it feels being loved and to love someone. and they're scared if they lose their special someone. maybe that's why he tends to get jealous even though it's over something small. he's just afraid and doesn't know how it would be like life without you.' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U r absolutely rite dear. thanks. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wateva it is,we're just frens. TILL WHEN? only God noes. Nah. Its too personal to b posted here. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun wanna hurt my frens ever again. Serious. I dunno how to explain. :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok shuttup Luk. Just concentrate wif my exam wud b much better. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today im going to geylang again after terawih. OH TIDAK........ &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RRRRIIMMAASSSSS.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RIIIMMAASSSSSS... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112996114122206028?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112996114122206028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112996114122206028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112996114122206028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112996114122206028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/geylang-oh-tiddakk.html' title='Geylang? Oh tiddakk..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112981670968286769</id><published>2005-10-20T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T07:28:52.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im not ready for the papers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;First of all,i would like to thank Huda &amp; Sadrina for yesterday. I really had fun. TOTALLY. Met the dearies at Wdlds at 6pm coz Sadrina finished work at 5.50pm. As usual,i would always b the first person to reach there. Oh janji melayu tkle pakai. LOL. We went to Causeway Point first. Many interesting people we saw. Sadrina brought us to Metro to look on dis wallet. Siow uh u. So expensive se. But Sadrina,its too plain la dear. BUT I LOVE THE WATCH. weee. It suits u sweetheart. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sadrina is one of a good actress for me &amp;amp; Huda. Thanks to Sadrina coz MUNANJI smiled at Huda. LOL. Serious talking se. Dat MUNAJI is one hell of prettiest 'gal' siotz. Tapi padehal padehal. LOL. After dat,went to bazaar there. We bought Burger Ramly,dendeng,keropok lekor,2 Pau from 7 eleven n one big super gulp. There was one stall dat have been fooled by us. Sorry uh eh. Kite terbastard makcik uh. Kesian air tu. Kata nk beli,tapi kite cabot. LOLZ. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had our buka at void deck. I LOIKE. coz we really had fun together. Kecoh to the max se. Haha. Huda took video of us n we looked so damn disgusting. Eat eat eat till we were damn full se. Haiyoo Luk. U becoming so gelojoh eh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached home at 10pm n called him straight. As usual,he's not happy wif dis attitude of mine of reaching home late. Bla bla bla. Everthing settled n end our conversation at 12+. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Every morning at as early 4+am,sumone will call me n wake me up. 'make sure u eat rice otey'. bla bla bla. *dun ask me who but if u noe,just keep it by urself otey* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow is the day. The day when the first paper starts. The day when i meet my dearies. The day when i meet sumone who will never b forgetten.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As for all i noe,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'd have so much fun tomorrow. Really im going to. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mira. im just missing kissing n hugging u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the others,we gonna have fun n rox each other life tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lube u guys. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wish me all the best for my exam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to pass all papers. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till den..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to revise for tomorrow's paper n need to call sumone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*winks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112981670968286769?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112981670968286769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112981670968286769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112981670968286769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112981670968286769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-not-ready-for-papers.html' title='Im not ready for the papers'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112964784827334529</id><published>2005-10-18T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-18T08:24:26.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeeee..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just went back home from meeting sumone.. ahaaa... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For dat sumone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;THANKS FOR THE LOVELY NITE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;n yeah,thanks to that favourite chair of ours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;coz the chair saw every moments we've shared togetha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112964784827334529?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112964784827334529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112964784827334529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112964784827334529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112964784827334529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/weeeee.html' title='Weeeee..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112961758655230587</id><published>2005-10-18T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:39:46.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>In love with the pool game.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I HAD A GREAT DAY WIF ZIZIE YESTERDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although we only played pool for about an hour,oh my God. Both of us really had fun. Me &amp; dat kakak sdara of mine couldnt solat,so i asked my dad to drop me at Clementi Interchange n met zizie der at 8pm. Zizie taught me very well of how to aim well for the goal. N yerps,u noe me. I had a lil prob wif my hand position. With dis short finger of mine was totally frustrated. We laughed alot man. REALLY WE HAD FUN. Dat sexy Ida came at 8.45pm. Oh dat gal is so sexy. MASYA ALLAH. Tgh Ramadhan nie Ida. Buang tebiat uh ko. LOL. You are still the preety head for me. Heart Zizie &amp; Ida alot.. *muacks muacks* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nuthing special for today la.. Only dat we went home early for 4 days. Just now got Malay &amp; Chemistry. Each subj got 2 hours period. WOW. So mendakz. Students were cheating while doing Chemistry revision paper. As wat Mr Muneer said 'do it by urself,no communication,no notes n bla bla bla'. Dia klua je.. ape agi.. kite p bkk buku yg dia photocopy kan revision paper tu n check for the ans uh. haha.. weee.. we scored full mark. THE WHOLE CLASS WERE CHEATING. Notti uh u all.. :p&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Secondary 5 are busy preparing for their GCE O Level Examination,starting with the Science Practical Exam starting on today,as well as their Arabic Lang Paper. Let us all doa for the success of these pupils.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not forgetten to aica,wani,dini &amp; fana.. ALL THE BEST TOO! =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tot of going to Geylang wif the gals today. But den,it was cancelled coz i dun wan to have some misunderstanding. Coz my class also got buka puasa beramai2. So better cancel both appointment. Takot satu pihak kecik ati..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Actually kan people..I wan to go Geylang tau but wonder when. Friends are having exams. Haiiyyaa dey. I wanna go Geylang &amp; Far East. When is it? Haiyo. With who se? Haiyo. Susah gak idup takde laki eh.. LOL.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wateva it is,sesiapa da uat date nk klua g geylang nan aku,better hold ur promises aitez. after exam otey?? WEEEEE... nak dendeng.. nak dendeng.. =)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n again,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so in love with the pool game. weeeee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*nak g lagi plz*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112961758655230587?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112961758655230587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112961758655230587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112961758655230587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112961758655230587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/in-love-with-pool-game.html' title='In love with the pool game.'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112953941853597974</id><published>2005-10-17T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T04:13:04.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bdae to me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;16 Years ago,a lady gave birth to a baby gal on 17 Oct 1989,7pm at SGH. The couple was so happy as it was their first daughter. The baby was given by the name of Luklu Ulhamdiyah. That name was imported from Surabaya and was given by one kiayi there. Her name is so difficult for people to pronounce and sumtimes people just love to make fool of her name but wateva it is.. She just loves her unique name with the meaning of 'Pearl dat is so precious' hehe =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So let c some pics of her.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 356px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="395" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/c020d334.jpg" width="966" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Can u see dat mark? Dat when i was errm.. one or two year old. Doctor said dat if dat mark still der when i turn to teen,they will cut it off. Thank God. Dat mark dissapeared naturally. LOL. But got some tanda uh.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 236px; HEIGHT: 329px" height="800" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/871504d0.jpg" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahaaa.. Thanks mum.. U noe i love pink alot rite.. haha.. She scared of strangers. She will cry definitely. =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 240px; HEIGHT: 275px" height="503" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/a84e9014.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The notty lil me. Sorry mum. Kesian almari tu jadi sasaran.. hehe &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my childhood life.. haiyoo. Love those cheeks. AWWW.. Now im quite gemok sikit la. NO NO NO. hehe. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well.. Story for today.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up from sleep at 6am. Received ermm.. 15 smses. WOW. Im so touched. THANK U. The shortest msg received was from kak syaz 'HAPI BDAE'. Haha. Short phrase. N the longest one was from my Junior,IRA. WOW. 3 pages of SMS uh i think. For the rest,THANKS ALOT. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For the calls,testimonials,smses till now..WOW. AGAIN. TOUCHING. Thanks uh.. So malu.. Someone called me n said dat he/she will only wish me at 11.59pm tonite. Let him/her b the last person to wish me. LOL. Boleh eh gitu awk.. N again.. Someone sent me another sms bdae wish n i laughed like nobody business.. 'da16 uh.. bila nak g clubbing?' LOL *u noe whu u r* Still early maahh.. OPSSS.. LOL &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached school and oh my god. *cover face summore*. My juniors IMANITES sang a bdae song for me. Da la kat assembly court. Whole students tgk au. MALU GILE. Nasib baik ade hur.. Le cover malu sikit. AGAIN. She gave me one BIG CHOC. OH MA GOD. I LOIKE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dat.. Bla bla bla.. Another surprise.. Went to office first to write the attendance. Reached the classroom n AGAIN. BDAE SONG FOR ME from the whole class. Oh PLEASE. *merah padam muka aku*. N AGAIN,big rapper consists of MANY KINDS OF CHOCS. OH oh ok im so blush. Dat prezzie was from the whole class. I APPRECIATE IT ALOT. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks to all. WEEEEEEE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanisah told me sumthing n yerps,HEART BROKEN MAAH.. She said dis, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Luk,last saturday i saw him at Geylang wif a gal. Holding hand summore'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well. IM TOTALLY urrgghh.. Rilek Luk. Rilek Luk. He explained everything n yada yada yada.. wateva it is.. i noe he wants to play game with me. I noe its all my fault. N thanks for dat wish too okies. Although i may not celebrate dis special day wif u as we used to dream for.. hey,those smses are enough for me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wateva it is. Whether u bad or good.. Got gf or not.. U cant stop me from loving u. GET IT? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As wat sis syaz tagged: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life is too short to b sad always.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U r absolutely rite kakak.. Thanks alot =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well.. Tonite going to play pool with zizie n Ida memandangkan takle solat. Zie,ur treat for my bdae rite? HAHAHA.. CANT WAIT LOR.. weee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112953941853597974?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112953941853597974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112953941853597974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112953941853597974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112953941853597974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/happy-bdae-to-me.html' title='Happy Bdae to me'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112945193680199699</id><published>2005-10-16T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T03:17:38.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GAME? Bah!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;Went to Tanjong Katong Complex with Mum &amp; Sis to take our hari raya baju. Nuthing interesting to share coz we only came there for about 2 hours. Let me summarise the day with pics. (click to enlarge)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/2e516b3c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 226px; HEIGHT: 361px" height="1143" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/2e516b3c.jpg" width="786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The first pic of the day. She still not in mood but tried her really best to smile. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/66c23a00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 431px" height="1154" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/66c23a00.jpg" width="727" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Can c my mum's eyes? Yeah. Coz she cried too much last nite. N yerps mum. U can always have me as ur good listening pair of ears. Everything gonna b fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/06e264c2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 256px; HEIGHT: 541px" height="1167" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/06e264c2.jpg" width="714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;One of my baju raya. Oh man. Salah buat la abang. See my tangan.. So long se.. G jahit alek uh.. =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/69a954fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 258px; HEIGHT: 379px" height="1101" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/69a954fd.jpg" width="607" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahaaa.. Dat baju is for the first raya.. Full set of dis baju's pic cant b shown =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/2f408cce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 260px" height="800" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/2f408cce.jpg" width="979" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 Sisters addicted to the camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/7b8d8d29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 281px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="792" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/7b8d8d29.jpg" width="920" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ahaaa... Ina came down to join us. Love her sweet face. IM JEALOUS OK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/24c3f67b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 280px; HEIGHT: 234px" height="782" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/24c3f67b.jpg" width="1012" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;1989's babies. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/af325433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 244px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="1167" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/af325433.jpg" width="760" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We just love to pose. Couzie foreva.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/4eda6e7f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 252px; HEIGHT: 296px" height="1084" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/4eda6e7f.jpg" width="669" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Dad is not in mood.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Oh man. Im not in mood too. Dunno wats happening till i really feel so much pressure. Exam is coming and ive not prepare a single thing about my studies. Someone plz help me. HOW to concentrate n out from many probs? IM LOST. IM SCARED. IM SAD. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Secondary students start their first paper tomorrow except for my class coz we only take for academic's papers. Juniors keep calling me and asked 'Kak luk,ade STE notes ??' Sorry dearies. Ive given Hur oredi. N dat bestie of mine called dis morning.. 'Luk,free niari? Aku nk mintak ko ajar Faraid'. Haiiyaa dey darling. Why last min?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Sec 5 Students have left the school. Dats mean dat my class is the senior among all coz no Sec 5 n no other sec 4 class except my only class. So we betta show a good example to our juniours. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Today i cant solat so no need for me to rush to my granny's house for terawih. I wanna go BB tonite to buy sumthing. ALONE? Maybe. Dats my life rite now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Im starving rite now coz i havent eaten anything from ysterday. People Sahur,i sleep. People buka,ku termenung. Dunno why uh.. Seriously NO MOOD at all. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Talked with sumone ysterday at 1 am till 4 am. Bla bla bla. Ok den. U wanna play game wif me? Go on. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Yang pentingnya.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE NO MOOD AT ALL. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112945193680199699?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112945193680199699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112945193680199699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112945193680199699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112945193680199699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/game-bah.html' title='GAME? Bah!'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112938188817464748</id><published>2005-10-15T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:05:37.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE makes me HAPPY</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/f7a35d30.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/84012d38.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/caac9bff.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/b76c90e8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/d3719258.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Any idea of how to return dis smile to her back?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;She needs dat smile but wonder how..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;coz she's missing her SMILE.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112938188817464748?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112938188817464748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112938188817464748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112938188817464748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112938188817464748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/smile-makes-me-happy.html' title='SMILE makes me HAPPY'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112937199951953449</id><published>2005-10-15T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T03:32:38.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another lonely day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh man. Im so addicted with dis one Surah. The only Surah which repeats the same ayat many times. 'FA BI AYYI ALA I RABBI KUMA TUKAZZIBAN'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The story of the surah is also interesting. For those who wonder wats dat 'LUKLUAH WA MARJAN' means.. Do read dis Surah Rahman. Find wat dat real meaning is. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start my day by talking with sumone for almost 3 or 4 hours. Those words &amp; promises,are those for real or its only just for an action? Wateva it is. Lets keep dat btwn us. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tot of going out wif my auntie &amp;amp; uncle to Causeway Point but nah. Im totally lazy n no mood to shop. Spending my day at home with only comp,music &amp; sleep. I cant fast today so its kinda tiring day for me. GET IT?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 5pm+ after i woke up from sleep,received many missed call n sms. Sorry for not answering those calls n smses back. Fad told dat he just went back home from NS just now n he wanted to break fast togetha. Haiyyaa deeyy.. No mood dey. Azar called my house n ajak klua. N again.. No mood n tired maahh.. Theres one guy keeps begging to go out wif me. The reason is 'wanna celebrate ur bdae'. Wat a toot. LOL. My only wish is to celebrate with the one who i love most. So sorry for dat guy coz u noe dat im not dat comfortable to go out with only u &amp;amp; me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Another 6 more days to come bfore my big exam again. Oh god. Im not in mood to study and im not concentrating at all. It kills me alot. Really it is. I dunno what actually bothered my mind. Exams finish in the same week as Hari Raya. WALLAU. Dats mean dat my xam is for 3 weeks.. errmm.. ya it really is. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I went to Aliwal last nite and saw him but nahh.. Papat gave a cd for my bro. So now im listening to their recording. U boys did a good job but need to practice more. N sorry to say dat the vocal is not dat good n the kompang sumsort like terabuh. But naahh.. u all r great. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay at home all alone till nite? Think so or maybe i go out to one place. Ok mum keeps nagging. Need to go to shop rite now.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AHAAA. Bfoe dat.. just wanna tell some interesting story. I was friendster-hopping when i came cross with dis one guy's account. He is x ALJ. U noe wat i saw? My used-to-be tutor's face,Nuzhan. N but wat actually im interested in is dat.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE PIC WAS TAKEN AT THE FIRAUN'S PLACE. OH MAN. DATS MY DREAM. I WANNA GO THERE PLZ. The boys took many pics der n im so jealous. I WANNA GO.. URRGGHH.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peepz,JUNIED album da klua. So g beli la yerrr.. Nice songs i musy say n NICE VOCAL I MUST SAY *winks to brem*. Congrats to the boys. All the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112937199951953449?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112937199951953449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112937199951953449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112937199951953449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112937199951953449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/another-lonely-day.html' title='Another lonely day..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112931062729152683</id><published>2005-10-15T01:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:25:47.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dont create trouble.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;SMS received at 08:04 pm on 13-10-05&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Haha.. Bingo! I've won! =)' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW I NOE EVERYTHING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N NOW I REALISE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW IM THE ONLY PERSON WHO NOES U WELL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U R TOTALLY HEARTLESS. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for dat long smses. 1 sms consist of 5 pages.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noe dat from the begining.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun wanna hurt any feeling. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun wanna find any trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun wan people to point their finger on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Exam is coming nearer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Better keep dat secret n feeling btwn me,God,Her/Him and dat HP of mine. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*NEVER TROUBLE TROUBLE UNTIL TROUBLE TROUBLES U*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112931062729152683?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112931062729152683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112931062729152683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112931062729152683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112931062729152683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/dont-create-trouble.html' title='Dont create trouble.'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112920079261643978</id><published>2005-10-13T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T04:37:22.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody day for me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt even get myself concentrate in class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I didnt even understand any of the topics.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I turned to be so moody n i was left all alone by myself. &lt;p&gt;'Luk,are u ok?',frens asked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry to give dat silent ans to all of u. I noe some may scared to c me in dat moody face coz i noe.. I look totally serious n fierce wheneva im not in mood. Esp to Aden. I noe he tried his best to make me smile.. He wanted dat attention from me. SORRY. Today i really got no smile &amp; laugh for the class like i used to b. SORRY FRENS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday i slept at almost 3am. Couldnt sleep at all. Tot of calling sumone to hear me out but naaahh.. it was late at nite.. Tot of chatting at msn or mirc,but naahh.. not in da mood. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dunno y. Many things bothered my mind. FRENS. HEALTH. EDUCATION. FAMILY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rite after we've been dismissed just not,i saw two gerls dat I really miss. I couldnt stop myself from shouted their names n hugged them. I noe it was middle of the assembly area n i noe people was looking at us but oh shutup. I really miss them alot. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AMIRAH &amp;amp; SHIKIN. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Finally they made my day. They made me smile. They made me laugh. They made me happy. I HEART YA SO MUCH. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im looking frwd to buka puasa at Mira's house nxtwk. I just cant wait. Serious. Cant wait to meet my dearies. OH GOD. I MISS THEM SO MUCH. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Btw peepz,i wanna put a song in dis blog of mine but i dunno wat is the suitable one to b used. Any suggestion? My used-to-b-greatfren once tot me of how to use geocities but i was stucked there. N now,it was left as memories. &lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAH.. Shut up Luk.. Life must go on. Yerp,im trying to forget it all but im sad. Y must it happened now? wen i wanna noe dat fren of mine better. havent go out together. Now.. Memories left.. Oh LUK. Shut up. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Remember,no matter wat.. -ku kenangmu d dlm doaku- &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for my so-called 5 sisters,I WANT PEACE OK. So plz dearies,lets forgive each other n hold no grudges. U noe how im trying really hard to unite all of us back to wat we used to be. U noe how i love u all so much. Plz forget it all n start afresh. PLZ. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 374px; HEIGHT: 278px" height="689" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/119c8367.jpg" width="800" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 360px; HEIGHT: 264px" height="1121" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/632d788f.jpg" width="1268" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LUKLU. FISA. HUR. NANA. AISHA. SHIKIN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets b togetha again. =(&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/15440485-112920079261643978?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112920079261643978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112920079261643978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112920079261643978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112920079261643978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/moody-day-for-me.html' title='Moody day for me'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112913474383760038</id><published>2005-10-11T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T09:35:59.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im trying not to cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life.. is beatiful when sumbody cares for u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life.. is beautiful when sumbody appreciates u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life.. is beautiful when sumbody loves u.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well,actually im not feeling well rite now. Ive been sneezing alot for the past 3 days n it keeps irritate others. SORRY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tot of sleeping rite after i reach home just now but y dis feelings seem to be.. urrgghh.. n yerps,im sitting infront of dis comp. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N yerps. One news was found.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im happy coz i believe dat fate brings them togeda. Im happy coz they will lead a happy life together.. Everyting togetha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im sad? TOTALLY. Coz i lost my old fren who used to b my bestie n i lost my new fren who used to promise dat we'd b frens foreva. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dun wan to talk dat much coz im trying not to cry. Just wanna wish congrats to both of u. I wont forget both u coz ur frenship or ur love are much appreciated by me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey everyone.. Im ok. Perfectly ok but i need sumtime to cool down.. Sumtime. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To them,better dun bother to noe each other's life again ok. We better stop here. We have our own life. We have our own dreams. I wish the best for u. Hold no grudges okies =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im ok. Im happy yet im trying not to cry. Can sumbody plz lend me ur shoulder? I really need one rite now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nuthing to b worried about. Im ok. I pity dat bestie of mine alot. Saw her tears just now. Oh my god! She turned to b WORSE! She really loves his x alot but oh my god. If i were in her place,i would definitely hate him foreva. TOTALLY coz he is such a heartless guy. Plz don cry. Exam is coming nearer. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N yerps. Im trying to concentrate with my upcoming exams rather den relationship or watsoeva. Its not important at all. Insya allah,i can find the better one too =) insya allah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ive promised many people.. Dat i wanna start a new life.. n im looking frwd to go one place dat is very far away from here. To where? Ikutila kisah hidupku.. :) Although sum may reject it coz it takes 4 yrs but naaahh.. Wanna study n start afresh maahh.. To where n when? SECRET. But its my dream. My true dream rite after i left him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So peepz. Appreciate those peoples who love u n always hold dis, &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Hidup mesti berani terima kenyataan* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n dats the reason y im trying not to cry n im trying to b strong here.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*cheers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112913474383760038?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112913474383760038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112913474383760038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112913474383760038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112913474383760038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-trying-not-to-cry.html' title='Im trying not to cry'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112894059831339135</id><published>2005-10-10T18:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-10T03:46:17.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HATE HIM.. URRGGH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I HATE HIS ATTITUDE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TOTALLY HATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;AKU JIJIK NGN PRANGAI KAU..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EEE EEE.. MALU NYEEEEEE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;OH DAT MR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;IM STARTING TO HATE YA TOO MUCH RITE NOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;JIJIK NYE AKU NGN PERANGAI KO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;EEEE.. JIJIK. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;I TOT UVE CHANGED. WTF&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Who's dat he? Only God noes.. N only one of my great fren noes dat. Oh god,plz help him.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;STOP LUK. PUASA URGH. Sabar sabar. Ok people.. i will only update &amp;amp; online on wed or thurs. Ku tk alek uma. So anything just call me. 24-hrs-free. LOL. lup u lots. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;N remember,I JUST HATE HIS FUCKING ATTITUDE.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;oppppssss.. Sabar Luk.. Sabar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112894059831339135?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112894059831339135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112894059831339135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112894059831339135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112894059831339135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/hate-him-urrggh.html' title='HATE HIM.. URRGGH'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112883618384660370</id><published>2005-10-09T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T15:15:42.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only God noes how i feel..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 242px; HEIGHT: 215px" height="232" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a7/Lukluah-marjan/b2f2d783.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yerps. Dat 'I LOVE YOU' cushion is mine from sumone. To b exact,my x. He bought dat at Surabaya. So sweet so true. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But people.. as wat ive posted before,sweet talk does not last long foreva. People will say 'I LOVE U' or 'I CANT LIVE WITHOUT U' only for a while. Or shuld i say,IN LOVE? But wats happen with those promises after break up? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I donno y.. Y dis feelings cant simply get off of my life. Does love is only for awhile? Dat bestie of mine called me. Oh my gawd. Wat happened baby? U made me feel so sad to c u in dat condition. Plz dont dissapoint me. Although he is gangster,tattos here n there,he still has a heart. But y y y? He changed totally? Why after 10 months? Why he turned to be so inhuman? Why? Baby,i noe its hard for u.. Yerps. Infact we r the same. He's my everything but can u c how im trying very hard to start afresh rite now? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yerps. Im missing him but who cares?? Who cares of how i feel? U noe it dear. But naahh.. We must b strong. As wat my ex told me 'Smoga kite dpt pengganti yg lebih baik. Semoga kesalahan kite boleh menjadi pengajaran'. Yes. He was totally rite n i hold his words in dis life. Its hard to c ur love ones with another gal. ITS SUCH A NIGTMARE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ITS SUCK ok. I hate. But naahh.. One of my x has done dat to me. N me? PATIENT. I dont wan to talk dat much in detail. Dear bestie,u noe everything abt me rite.. How ive tried to avoid from them.. How ive suffered before.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So. Just to let ya noe.. U can start a new life without him. Ya,its hard. But wat to do. Dats life meant to be. As fer me,if i ever noe dat my x has a new gf,I HOPE n I WISH,dont ever2 let me noe. PLEASE. it hurts me. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People.. sumtimes we need to do mistakes just to learn who we are.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yeaahhh.. Life is sucks at times but it is wonderful,dont u think so? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM MOODY rite now. Donno y. Wanna outz. To where? Only God noes.. Till then,b happy aitez..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112883618384660370?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112883618384660370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112883618384660370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112883618384660370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112883618384660370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/only-god-noes-how-i-feel.html' title='Only God noes how i feel..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112876684801870147</id><published>2005-10-08T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T04:21:36.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin dearies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello ladies &amp; gentleman! Hows ur day? Oh well,my day is so MENDAK. Sit infront of the comp all day by doing all these stuffs. So yerrps. Ive done with the new skin. Colourful colours reflect my new life.. Hiakhiak. How is it?? Or do u prefer my previous skin?? No? Ya? Comment ok hunnies. &lt;p&gt;Mom is working.. Sis is having meeting.. Dad is having kenduri.. Bro? I just cant b bothered. Oh man. BORED to the max. Btw,we didnt have our sahur today. LOL. Terlajak maahh.. We woke up at almost 6.. Oh now im starving.. =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Another exam is coming on this 21 October. The last paper is on 31 October. Dats mean dat there is no holiday for us on Deepavali. I dont noe how to cope with my studies. Geography,Physics,Chemistry,Maths,English &amp;amp; Malay. Ya i noe its all academic subjects. Although it doesnt need to memorise that much yet it is so HEAVY to cover it all. Especially GEOGRAPHY. Sec 3 &amp; Sec 4 books plus with Map-reading books. OH ma gawd. How i wish i could have some rest &amp;amp; out from dis exams n watsoeva. Like or not,its my future.. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My hunny had a big prob with her guy. Or shuld i say,BREAK? hhmm.. naah.. She is in dillema n her mum keeps calling me. So sorry to hear dat auntie. Yerps. Im her bestie but its hard for me too ok. I will surely do my part as her friend but u noe dat she is so stubborn? Hey hunnie.. Listen here.. Sweet talk is only for a while ok darling. People changes from loving to hatred. U noe hunnie.. Guy's ego is much worser den a gal ok. There is many guys out there dat are much better than him. Ya,i noe its hard for u but can u c how hard im trying to live rite now? Cheer up ok baby. No point ponteng2 skul or ponteng puasa or alek tgh mlm or watsoeva.. Im here for u &amp; i wish the best for u..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yerps. Im so scared of not being a good friend. As for her case,im one of her important person. She &amp;amp; her mum are no longer 'GOOD' to each other. Infact,she hates her mom alot. I pity her mum but i just hope dat she will change one day. She is part of my life. Whether she is bad or good,she will always b my bestie. I will try my really best to help u dear.. Cheer up okies..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;For good times and bad times,i'll b on ur side forever more.. dats wat frens r for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112876684801870147?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112876684801870147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112876684801870147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112876684801870147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112876684801870147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/new-skin-dearies.html' title='New skin dearies'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112852789669571628</id><published>2005-10-05T23:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T04:24:11.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss the school</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;2 wks nvr go to school. When the moment ive stepped into school gate dis morning,i was so happy. Hey school,i miss ya so much. What happened to u?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My form teacher told us about what had actually happened last week. We were so damn shocked yet it was really such an interesting story.She told us about how the ustazs talked with the jin. Many stories. We were so damn shocked to hear dat 6 of Pergas Students also been possessed on Saturday. So it was 3 days yerps. Thursday: 20+ students. Friday: 5 students. Saturday: 6 Students(They rent our school). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah,no sampok sampok for dis week. Hope dis Ramadhan guides us fron any jins or watsoeva. I believa &amp; we must believe dat all this things are actually exist in this world. Insya allah,everything gonna b fine. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dat incident happened,the students changed. N ofcourse changed to the better one. Some little kids holding quran all the way n when we ask them, 'y u always hold quran here n there?' The little kid answered 'coz my dad told me to'. LOLX. The Primary students are so cute. Still remember those moments in Primary school Life. Everyone has grown up. Everyone gonna c goodbye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat was wat i felt just now. Saw dat empty class. I tot dat i still saw the gerls saying HI &amp;amp; BYE to me. But NO. They left the school. No one was there to make me smile. NO. Left only memories. Hey Mira larling,i think dat im using ur table rite now coz there is ur combination name with him on dat table. VANDALISM yeah hunnie. Saw dat table n i felt sad. I MISS THE GERLS. Gdluck for ur N level aitez. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to have ukhrawi class but u noe rite.. STE's over so no ukhrawi subjects needed to study. yeahpz.. We had our solat duha. Then recited Surah Al-baqarah,Yassin,Ayat Kursi &amp;amp; the three kul. NON-STOP reading ok everyone. Surah Baqarah panjang gile se. 50 pages. HAIYYO. Penat mah. Tkpelah,bkn slalu kn.. :p Had our Maths class for half an hour just now. WOW. Almost more than a month se tak bkk dat book. N dis otak still need time to change ukhrawi subjs to academic subjs. Wat to do.. Must study also.. 3 more weeks. GA GA GA. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like per normal,after buka,need to rush. No relax2. After buka,solat then siap. By 7.40pm must go out frm home. Clementi bukan dekat tau. Today is Zizie's bdae. I think she is so stressful with her school work. Papepon,smoga pnjg umur dan murah rezeki ok. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok people. Im sleepy. I think dat i will not b able to update or online dat often. Anything,JUZ CALL ME ok. Take care. k da tertutup mata nie. tata&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112852789669571628?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112852789669571628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112852789669571628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112852789669571628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112852789669571628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/miss-school.html' title='Miss the school'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112841329532250139</id><published>2005-10-04T16:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T01:49:57.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Slmt berpuasa!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;2 days no skul for me. SO MENDAKZ TO THE MAX. &lt;p&gt;Oh ok den. Atleast i had fun wif the lovely gerls ysterday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Met Sadrina &amp; Huda at Causeway Point. Oh gosh!! Met Sadrina after long time since we last met n ysterday was our first outing togetha. Rite babe? Woohhoo.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadrina bought a black pant for herself at Metro. Oh gossh. So lmbt se. LOL. Then proceeded to POPULAR to buy Mathematical Insturment for Huda. Very noti2 huh u.. Bsk exam baru nk beli.. Then we proceeded to 7-eleven to buy plasters. Oh ma gawd. Dis new shoe of mine was&lt;br /&gt;totally irritating sak. Sane sini kaki aku luka. Melecet abes se. GGRRLL.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Burger King,there were 3 secondary school gals talked about my new shoe. Oh hell. They r so short sak. Kecik2 mulut da jadi busybody. LOL. Sadrina cannot tahan mah.. She turned to the gals n marah. WOW dear. U r ssooo fierce se. Haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Had our lunch at Burger King. Sadrina taught Huda Mathematics due to her N level today. Huda looked so moody. BAH. Lets not talk about it in detail.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sadrina gave a suggestion.. 'Nak g town? Tgk baju..' So yeah.. Outz from Burget king at 5.30pm. Went to shop at town.. bla bla bla.. Till it was almost 9pm. WOOOHHOO... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;&gt;We must go out again ok dearies. Huda was not in mood. She had a problem. So it same goes to Sadrina but i noe dat she tried her best to have fun ystrday. Dearies,wateva it is,thanks alot. Although ystrday was kinda short day but hey,i really had fun!! We must go out again ok. I'll&lt;br /&gt;pray the best for u two. Heart u two lotz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lukluahwamarjan.multiply.com/photos/album/4"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 229px; HEIGHT: 176px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/a778c26a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For more pics,plz click dat pic)&lt;/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION PEOPLE. Today is my twin bdae. OPSS.. no. THE COUPLE BDAE. LOL. No la. Still friends rite? To my blood sister for life,NUR NAFISAH and my great friend,AHMAD HELMI. HAPPY BDAE TO U TWO!!!! Smoga pnjg umur dan murah rezeki selalu. Happy2 slalu la korg eh. LOL. No way man. My sis dari dulu tkde bf ok. PURE MAH. wahaha. To Nur,smoga ko tak jadi kapla batu slalu. To Ahmad,smoga dpt msk Universiti yg terbaik di Saudi Arabia nxt yr. INSYA ALLAH. HAPPY BDAE!!!!&lt;/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/9be1d57d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 188px; HEIGHT: 244px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/9be1d57d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From me to her..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/77bd2d52.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 192px; HEIGHT: 247px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/77bd2d52.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's 15. He's 18. HAPPY BDAE! Nak tau sumthing? Dorg celebrate bdae dorg kat town sesame.. weee.. SO CUTE!! i loike! =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Syaaban. Tomorrow is Ramadhan. Wat does dat mean? Yeap. Solat Terawih start mlm nie. So it will b the same rountine every day for dis whole month. After buka,need to solat magrib then outz to my grandparents house where we have our Solat Terawih berjemaah with relatives. As wat my dad trained me from i was a lil kid, 'no ponteng of solat terawih'. Oh well,i'll try my really best for dis yr too ok daddy. &lt;p&gt;Smoga Ramadhan yg suci ini membawa keberkatan kpd smua. Smoga Allah memberkati semua,insya allah. Sblm itu,luklu ingin meminta maaf kpd smua keatas segala kesalahan samaada yg sengaja atau tdk. Smoga kite berpuasa dlm niat &amp;amp; hati yg suci. Till then,anything just call my hp. Elakkan dari sms yer. ku budget. LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;'SLMT BERPUASA'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112841329532250139?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112841329532250139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112841329532250139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112841329532250139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112841329532250139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/slmt-berpuasa.html' title='Slmt berpuasa!!'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112826869487540187</id><published>2005-10-02T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:13:24.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the day darlings.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh well,im not fuckingly ok. Something keeps bothering my mind. Ok den,let me cool down by sharing some stuff with u guys. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,i just had fun with my darlings. Oh gawd,it was so unseparable friendship. Bfore dat,i saw sumthing unexpectedly.I was walking at my Void deck when suddenly i saw a group of guys wearing white baju kurung with sarong and oll dat. Saw dat face n i was stunned.OH MY GAWD. Luckily i didnt wear spec,so i saw them blurly. IT was him,my x ok everyone. Dat big Papat shouted my name aloud.. BAH. Dat cousin of mine is so loud. Still loving u couzie. Hehe. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Hur Zaimah,Rio,Fad &amp; Azar at Jurong Point. We ate ice cream &amp;amp; shared alot of stories dat happened recently. Rio &amp; Fad,hope u two will b strong facing all those obstacles in life. U still have us behide u. People will come &amp;amp; go in our life. So sorry to c dat sad faces of u two.I pity both of u. Stay strong ok. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to shop there.. Me &amp; Hur just couldnt stop looking at the shoes n shirts. WOW. No money. No buying. So just keep our mouth shut. For Hur,i had fun with u. ALOT. Thanks for being there. Thanks for 24 hrs-holding-my-hand. haha. WALLAU. We really look like couple,arent we? LOVE YA LOTS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp;amp; Hur were so damn atrracted with dis one pink shoe. So we really like 'oh hell,its cute...'.. Fad saw us with the shoes n he said 'just take it n i will pay dat for u two'. Me &amp; Hur laughed coz we really didnt believe dat crap. BUT NO. He repeated his words,'i'll buy it for u two. Just take it'. Me &amp;amp; Hur were really shocked. Oh damn. How could u se fad. So sweet. We didnt wan but he forced us to take dat shoe. And oh,so he bought dat shoe for us.Thanks bro. Lube u. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us 'slack' at banquet while waiting for Fad to change to his ARMY uniform. Met Fisa at Yew Tee n we slack n cam-whoring at Yew Tee. Sweet Laughter. Sweet friendship. Sweet memories. heart ya all. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no school tomorrow &amp; tuesday for my class. IM SO DAMN BORED. Someone plz take me out. I wanna enjoy these few days bfore Ramadhan arrives. WEEEE.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some photos taken.. We look so cute aint it? BAH. :)) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 321px; height: 233px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/7d5a4e7d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;october babies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 293px; height: 216px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/a384d8e6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our new shoe. THANKS FAD!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 229px; height: 373px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/d7ba1ff3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Showing off our shoe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 239px; height: 280px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/568f430f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 248px; height: 206px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/39876b63.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh the mentel..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 233px; height: 260px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/83e5b0e7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I heart her laughter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 289px; height: 217px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/caa915ad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HEART YA ALL =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 228px; height: 298px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/f20c82e9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fad is getting ready.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 245px; height: 286px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/7eb9a883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sisters for life.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 239px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/eebb6a75.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7 yrs of bestie. Need her so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE,can i ask u sumthing? Is it real dat im bad? Im not worth keeping till the end? Yeah people. I am a human being. Sometimes i wonder.. Will i be able to have many great frens.. Dat will always regard me as her/his fren sincerely? Does friend only come &amp; go in our life? Do they just come to our life &amp;amp; leave only scars?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dat was wat i kept thinking from just now.. All after i fought with a guy about sumthing. I didnt noe where i really done wrong to him. For my close frens or old frens,did i ever lie to u?? i may be bad. i may be sucks. but lie is not the rite word for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tot dat im strong enough. I tot dat i can accept... Dat he had showed his true colours to me. I tot dat i never being hurt by any guy anymore. I tot dat i wanna live in peace n happy. SORRY LUKLU. U still cry for guys. Luklu is totally bad &amp;amp; useless =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dat sumone,im terribly sorry. Today 2-10-05 is such a horrible day for me. I lost a great fren. A fren who used to joke around with me. A fren who i tot will always b my fren till eternity. SO SAD it was all ended with only scars here.. IN MY HEART. Wateva happens,im terribly sorry. I dont noe.. M I SO FUCKINGLY USELESS?? who just loves to make others hate me dat much? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,im sorry. Plz i just hope.. n i wish.. dat everything in dis world must b done sincerely. In everything.. So it goes in friendship. Accept me for who i m. Accept me sincerely. Insya allah,we will b frens till eternity. Coz wat a friendship without a fight rite?? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N for him,im so sorry.I don wanna hurt u anymore.So we betta stop here.IM SORRY. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-totally dissapointed-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112826869487540187?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112826869487540187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112826869487540187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112826869487540187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112826869487540187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/10/thanks-for-day-darlings.html' title='Thanks for the day darlings.'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112806646100428963</id><published>2005-09-30T16:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T01:52:43.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAM IS OVER</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY! EXAM IS SUCH A HEADACHE FOR ME. IT KILLS MY BRAIN CELL TO THE MAXIMUM PERCENTAGE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BAHH!! Ok lame,i noe..&lt;br /&gt;5 days have passed yet many memories &amp; problems had happened recently. This post will be long as i wish to. So if u wanna read it or just forget it,its up to u.. For all i know,i must write everything down here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FIRST STORY: STE DAYS. Strictly advise to my juniors dat will b sitting for ur STE nxt yr 'PLEASE IMPROVE UR ARABIC LANGUAGE OR ELSE IT WILL KILL U'. Im really serious about this. U noe dat STE format paper is all the same except for Arabic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here is the format:MCQ: 25questions -25marks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SAQ: 8 questions(each qstn got 3 qstions)-25 marks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Essay: 4 topics -50 marks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;As per normal,u must answer all those 25 MCQ qstions. U need to pick 5 qstions from SAQ,so it goes 15 qstions and lastly,choose 2 topics for Essay.MCQ &amp;amp; SAQ is not dat important. BAH. No no.. Not like dat.. I mean,atleast its much better than Essay part coz mostly u must do Essay with ur own words. One Essay consists of 2 pages long. So 2 essay must write 4 papers. IT KILLS ME LIKE HELL JUST TO CREATE FOR RITE WORDS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;For *STE 2006 students: PLZ N PLZ N PLZ. Read many arabic books and make ur language as perfect as u can. No points to memorise just for essay ok darlings.No such things. If u r totally lucky,u may use ur memorisation for the ESSAY. But if the qstion is not from the book,how?&lt;br /&gt;There are many qstions dat i came across for STE ESSAY dat need to use ur own brain and words. Example for Tafsir paper: 'Bebual &amp; bincangkan tentang bahayanya munafik di zaman ini'. BAH! Dat topic is so tricky. My house got no Munaffik,so how am i going to elaborate it? BAH. I can score full mark for dat if they ask for 'Munafik pada zaman nabi'. SERIOUSLY. Coz dat was wat we studied and hope dat qstion would b out for the Essay but it was the opposite way n OF COURSE I DIDNT CHOOSE DAT QSTN. Brain tortured abes.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically,all papers 70% ok. 30% like shit. Some are tricky qstions dat made me tricky while answering the tricky qstions. *wat the heck*U noe y? COZ I WAS SO DAMN LAZY TO STUDY. After reached home from MWTI,I slept till nite. Opened my books in the morning around 4 or 5am. IM TOTALLY SICK OF STUDYING. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U must b wondering wat paper was so *bullshit to the max* rite? The usual ans,ITS NAHU ok everyone. Korg mesti pikir2 eh nape NAHU susah..Korg mesti ckp.. ala Nahu kan cume letak baris n so so so je.. HELLO. Although its given 2 pages of composition for us to just do the 'BARIS ATAS,BARIS BAWAH N SO SO SO' its hell ok.. Consist of 50 marks! Ikrab &amp;amp; Saraf is so damn difficult too.. NAHU IS TOTALLY SICKENING! The easiet paper? ARABIC &amp; TAUHID. weeee... Had fun doing both of the papers. I think dat i might not score as good as i used to wish to. I have dat confident dat i can pass for all the papers but for the grades and all dat,i noe it will TURN WORSE. HORRIBLE. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is about memories.. ALOT. First time to sit for a big exam with the other schools. Only 4 madrasah left who took for dis year STE. NO CHALLENGING AT ALL :( Total students took for *STE 2005: About 80+ students. I had many interesting memories while taking dis STE cert. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FIRST: Met alot of friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;SECOND: Could observe each people's attitude while doing their exams. Some were playing with the shoe till it flew away *wat a ridiculous*,some had a bleeding nose,some were having a great nap,some were.. BLA BLA BLA. Bermcm2 manusia yg le jumpe. Sweet memories,Sweet times. =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Some students came late for the papers n went back early from the time stated. One of Aljuniedianz gal were all the way 'SLACK' while doing the papers.She always play with her pen,sleep,n i saw only little ink on her ans sheet. BAH. We pity them coz they need to study those STE chapters by their own. Wateva happens,alj always will b the best in Arab Language &amp;amp; u all will straight be there.. SAUDI ARABIA. Respect u all for dat. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N for Maarifians,I JUST RESPECT ALL OF THEM. I just cant imagine how they try to cope with their studies. They take STE &amp; O level in the same year. Baru last wk dorg nye O LEVEL prelim.. FUUHH. Da la the whole school tu Express. Abe dorg amek A maths,bio,geo n so so lagi.. Plus with the STE subjects,GIRLS,HOW CAN U MANAGE DAT? Respect abes se.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So dats it.. Memories in having a bad &amp;amp; great time while facing the tricky qustions. Im happy for not studying all those Ukhrawi subjects yet im so damn sad inside.From primary one till this moment,we study fiqh,tauhid,sirah and all.. NOW.. Goodbye.. Academic books needed only. I WILL MISS MY USTAZ &amp;amp; USTAZAH. Kenangan akan ku bawa guru.. *sob sob* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND STORY: Thanks for the wishes,calls,smses n tags! I appreciate it alot. Im so touched to noe dat i have many great frens. Thanks dearies. For some of my darlings,who SMSed me just to gave those 'I MISS U' words,THANK U. I miss u all too.. N i miss school. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For dat x of mine,thanks for concerning abt my exams although it was only a day. Trust me,i will always hold ur advices. *Ingat.. sblm mula,baca doa,then uat ngn tenang then bla bla bla'*.U noe wat? U made me feel sad when u adviced the same words to me on last monday bfore i sat for my papers. Thanks ahmad. I appreciate everything. He msged me at dat nite just to noe how i was doing for my papers n he was totally dissapointed when he knew dat i havent open a single page yet for tomorrow's paper. Time tu da kul 10pm. He said 'apsl tk blaja?? kalo ko masih nan aku,konfem aku da tenking ko rabak2 tau luk.. takmo ni mcm la.. haiz' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U NOE Y AHMAD? YA,aku slack abes after we split. Im lack in discipline. Last time,u were there..u scold me tiap kali ku tak blaja..u dissapoint tiap kali ku degil..u always call n check on me 'da blaja ke blom?' n sumtimes u ask me qstions about wat ive studied. U were der thru thick or thin but not now ahmad. No one calls and checks on me. Infact,i miss those calls n smses from u.. Ur concern.. everything.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U may think dat ive changed.. U may think anything about me now.. I noe dat u hate me after u noe how i was behaving..towards my study.. attitude.. no discipline at all.. He said dis 'setahu aku,luklu aku adalah org yg brdisiplin yg tekun dan yakin dgn masa depan dan pelajaran dia'.. No dear ahmad,i noe dat u're dissapointed enough but i dont noe why im behaving like dis. -LACK IN CONFIDENCE N DISCIPLINE- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw,on our last conversation dat nite.. We talked about many stuff n i was so touched by his words n i cried. Sorry ahmad,ive made u cry many times too. He said dis to me 'LUKLU ULHAMDIYAH,ni mungkin balasan aku keatas ape yg da aku lakukan kat byk pompan. Aku bastard dorg n skrg ko da bastard aku balik. I deserve this kan luk? Kau jgn ragu tentang kejujuran cinta aku kat kau. Aku sanggup abeskan masa cuti aku smua juz for u smpai aku ketepikan keluarga aku. Aku abeskan n share duit gaji aku smuanye dgn kau. Aku kasi ko rasa tiap wang aku dpt. Kakadg2 kite susah,takde duit,tapi aku ttp lapangkan masa dgn ko sbb aku tak pena berenggang ngan kau. Ko bodoh dlm menilai perasaan aku kalo ko rasa yg ko ni ku ibaratkan mcm pompan lain. Tkde pompan uh eh aku uat ni mcm. Kau pertama luk,dan kalau aku tak dapat pengganti ko smpai bila2 pun aku tk kesah. N LUKLU ULHAMDIYAH,ko dgr sini,kalaupun satu ari nanti aku dapat pompan yg lebih baik dari ko n bole kasi aku kebahgiaan sperti mana ko kasi aku,aku dgn rela hati terima luk.. sbb aku menyesal tntg ape yg aku buat kat kau. Aku harap kite jgn contact. Seksa idup aku luk. Aku taknak amek tau sal ko sbb tu uat aku sakit ati,jealous n bingit. Da luk.. Aku doakan yg kite dpt pengganti yg lebih baik dari kite dua. Lastly,I LOVE U.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad,aku tk bastard ko ok. Bastard tu mainkan prasaan. Aku tak. Aku syg ko cume aku rasa kite tkde persefahaman. Yes ahmad,kite nak kena hidup tanpa tau kehidupan satu sama lain. Lau aku tk dpt pengganti ko pon,aku tkpe mad.. ko tau camne aku susah utk buang ko dlm idop aku. Sebab tu aku le sabar n terima ape yg ko da uat dulu. Bagosla lau ko da sedar kesilapan ko.. Dgn apa yg ko da ckp kat aku,aku yakin yg ko le berubah. Aku sorry sbb pggl ko EGO. I noe dat u can change. SORRY AGAIN. SORRY. SORRY. I appreciate everything from u.. ayang sayang abg.. opsss.. -auk sayang mamat- take care. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD STORY: At 11pm on wednesday,received a call from my aunty. She told dat my grandma was hospitalised. My parents rushed to the hospital n went back home at 4am. Pity them =( Went to visit nenek with the gals rite after my 2nd paper.. Saw nenek n i just SO SHOCKED to c her in dat condition. With big 'lebam' kat pipi with red eyes dat looked like blood. NENEK,PLZ SIHAT SEPERTI SEDIA KALA *praying* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;FORTH STORY: Syed Azmir is not the JUARA for Anugerah!! URGH URGH. Dat guy is so damn excellent with cute n handsome face. GORGEOUS!! Dari starting ku suka abes se nan dia.. Nape org lain le manang? SAD SE.. :( Papepon,he's still the 2nd one! Still the best ok.. BOOHHOO &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTH STORY: Heard a lil story n it made me so sad n so pity. My school! *sad* Yesterday,ada lebih than 20 students kena sampok. The whole school panic abes. Kesian ustaz2,kelam kabut kasi azan sana sini tiap kali students kena sampok. HOW I WISH I COULD B THERE. Irsyadians,dont cry ok darlings. Everything will b fine. My sis was so damn phobia n she was so damn scared. OH GOD,plz save my school from any spirits. I LOVE MY SCHOOL SO MUCH. PLZ GOD =( &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long aint it? Boring? BAH. I have no mood rite now. Sad + happy + dissapoint + mix with other feelings. All i need is GOD rite now. Tabahkan hatiku dan selamatkanlah keadaan smua.. Aminn... &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/15440485-112806646100428963?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112806646100428963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112806646100428963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112806646100428963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112806646100428963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/exam-is-over.html' title='EXAM IS OVER'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112760556750626403</id><published>2005-09-25T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:33:55.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pics at Grandma's house</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday had a great fun at Grandma's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met my grandma,uncles n oll dat.. Oh gosh.. I miss them lots. N not gorgetten,my darlings too! My grandma's frens are my darlings bcoz they are so cute &amp; fun. Futhermore,they love to talk to me &amp;amp; i just love to entertain them. So in dis case,not only dat im turn to b so friendly with frens but old peoples &amp; small kids too.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sayang aku ngak? Sayang aku ngak?? BAHAHA.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;K la serious sikit.. sek ketawa je.. Well,i reached at granma's house at 8pm ystrday. At dat time,they were just finished their Magrib prayer. WAT the heck! Penuh gile.. Nak jln pon tk bole.. So dok kat lua uma je.. PANAS da la satu hal,PACK lagi.. ADOOII.. k nevermind.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh den.. here are some pics taken.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/eeed2bc9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dats the gerl.. Menahan kepanasan! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 270px; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/d6ba1c17.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Auk,Zie &amp; Ica.. Helping and cam-whoring in the kitchen. (kat lua uma) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 207px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/723cf90a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ahaaa.. Ladies.. *cheers* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/c78b6994.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me &amp; my sweetheart Ida! The gorgeous &amp;amp; sexy lady! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 262px; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/74135649.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The TWINNIES. Hamdiyah &amp; Ria. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 213px; HEIGHT: 289px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/98813293.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*peace no war* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 199px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/46861248.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tangkap jambu sejap. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 288px; HEIGHT: 201px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/8f8f32b1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My uncle who took dis photo while i was busy chatting wif the gerls. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/bd0c9e4f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The men in da house.. SPOT! He was der. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 202px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/0a449832.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me &amp; Zie melepak at grandma' room after sebok cuci pinggan mangkuk at the toilet! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As i told ya guys.. He was there.. Who was he?? Dat ex of mine. I noe dat he will surely turn up yterday &amp;amp; dats the reason y i didnt wan to go early. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*nak benci aku pon jgn step nak tunjok org uh eh* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wanna hear some story about yesterday? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dat time i was in my grandma's room,waiting for the boys like shit to come out from dat auntie's room.. Nak tukar baju pon lambat.. GRRR.. While i was waiting,i heard sumthing.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahmad: Bik,pinjam toilet eh.. (he asked dat to my auntie as he wanted to go to my grandma's toilet in der room) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When he saw me there,he was like 'pusing balik' n told to my auntie.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahmad: Tkpe bik.. Mat pegi kat dapur. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Auntie: Eh sini ajela mat. Kat lua ade org cuci pingggan. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ahmad: Tkpe bik tkpe.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Org kata kat lua tu tkle masok tu jgn degil uh.. Konon benci uh pndg muka aku per. &lt;p&gt;I went to my auntie's room to change to my T-shirt. Aku da masok baru nak masok bilik nenek aku.. ape ape uh.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U hate me? HAHAHA..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 10.30pm,the boys beramai-ramai balik &amp; naik van to overnite at Aliwal included him &amp;amp; my bro. Every Saturday nite always like dat. They overnite and slack at Aliwal St to practice their dzikir,kompang &amp; so so so.. GOOD. Smoga suatu hari nanti anak2 ni smua membesar jadi seorg yg alim. AMIN.(especially dedicated to him) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached home at 1am. I was so damn tired. Tot of studying but i was ended SLEEPING. N yeah,slept till 7+am. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NEED TO STUDY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOMORROW IS MY MAJOR EXAM!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAIN GILE SAK AKU!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BLAJAAAA!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 168px; HEIGHT: 139px" height="148" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/a9f0d787.jpg" width="252" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;-ku kenangmu d dlm doaku-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the fact is dat..im missing ya..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112760556750626403?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112760556750626403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112760556750626403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112760556750626403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112760556750626403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/pics-at-grandmas-house.html' title='Pics at Grandma&apos;s house'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112753817614757041</id><published>2005-09-24T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T22:02:56.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GDLUCK to my dearies</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just reached home n i am so damn tired,hungry,stress &amp; sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;Still i had fun yesterday. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached school yesterday at 6pm n wore school tudung rite after i reached the school gate. *main gile* Sape se mau pakai tudung skola p causeway point.. Mcm balik umrah jek.. BUAHAHA.. Called dat Baby Shikin n proceed to the Musollah.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Musollah n saw the gerls. Sec 5 gals' were studying while the Sec 4 gals' were relek one corner. I started my kecohness when step into the Musollah.. 'HALLO HALLO SMUA!!! Blablabla'&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok ok.. I noe dat im crazy. But i noe dat u all miss me rite??&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahaaa.. I noe.. N i miss ya too..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had bbq but i didnt eat anything. Took pics here &amp;amp; there wif the gals. WE REALLY HAD FUN TOGETHA. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study time at 9 till 10-30pm.&lt;br /&gt;Only me,Zainab &amp; 5 boys were der.&lt;br /&gt;We asked alot of questions to Ustazah..&lt;br /&gt;Tak pecaye masa berlalu dgn pantas skali.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached canteen at 10.40pm.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Mira &amp;amp; Nooi..&lt;br /&gt;They gave me a cake.. Its Noooii's bdae cake.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks darlings. Atleast korg ingat jugak aku..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights off at 11.30pm. WAT THE HECK!!&lt;br /&gt;Tak pena paham se guru2 tu smua.. Atleast give us some fun uh..&lt;br /&gt;Gipon dorg last day per.. GGGRRLL.. I hate new teachers.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry no offence.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gals were so damn DEGIL.&lt;br /&gt;Still didnt wan to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Made noise summore.&lt;br /&gt;Me &amp; Muzam..&lt;br /&gt;Sleep togeda.. Hug hug.. Kick kick..&lt;br /&gt;N LAUGH.&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teachers were pissed off by our attitude.&lt;br /&gt;SHUT UP SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;Some of der gals said 'shut up u motherfuc**r'.&lt;br /&gt;WOOO.. Goodd..&lt;br /&gt;Nasib baik dia tk dgr.. kalo dia dgr,tak ke ko rasa die kasi ko satu menampar??&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAH..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gals woke up at 4am to take their wudhuk for qiyamullai.&lt;br /&gt;Ku tkle solat.. So sambong tdo till 6.30pm.. By the time aku bangon,dorg lom abes solat.. Punyela lama..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPHAGETTI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Dats for our breakfast.. yum yum.. FREE SUMMORE!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slack slack slack..&lt;br /&gt;Klua skola kul 10am..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE DAYS TO MY STE.&lt;br /&gt;First paper: Nahu &amp;amp; Tafsir.&lt;br /&gt;OH GOD!!&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family went to my grandma's house oredi.&lt;br /&gt;Tonite got sumsort like kenduri/dzikir there.&lt;br /&gt;OH MAN.&lt;br /&gt;PENAT ABES.&lt;br /&gt;SO better study now n go to my grandma's house by my own.&lt;br /&gt;AAARRGGHH.. No fren :(&lt;br /&gt;Ala.. Clementi.. Bkn jaoh sgt..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat yew tee ade pasar malam uh..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi lom pegi pon..&lt;br /&gt;Teringin nak makan burger ramli..&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH LA LA LA.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.s: Thanks aden for the chocs.&lt;br /&gt;I promise dat i wont 'MERAJUK' lagi..&lt;br /&gt;hehehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112753817614757041?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112753817614757041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112753817614757041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112753817614757041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112753817614757041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/gdluck-to-my-dearies.html' title='GDLUCK to my dearies'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112745987652473720</id><published>2005-09-23T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T00:24:33.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day with my dearies.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KREEEEKKKK... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh no.. Koyak koyak!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ape nye koyak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slua akuu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Jap jap.. aha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dia koyak lagi.. kat tengah2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOPPSSS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sori.. -SENSORED- :p &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buahahahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I donno y.. Im becoming..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LAZY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;FAT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smua sbb ku skrg da byk mkn n then tido..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Da jadi pemalas gilerr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HeLP Oh HeLp..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MaKiN nAk ExAM,mAkiN JaDi pEmaLaS..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HeLp oH heLP.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today got no school..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tried to study but it was all ended..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'SLEEPING WITH THE BOOKS'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Baaaahhh!! Bad Student!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After i write dis post,must siap2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To where?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Need to accompany my sis to Causeway Point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She wants to buy her own digital camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya ya ya wateva. Aku tau ko pndai simpan duit.. tak cam aku..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So we blood sis rite?? So better jgn lokek eh.. Aku le pinjam kan??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bole kan?? Bole kan?? Hahaha.. SyG kO n BuLu kEninG kO Tu ThE mAx. Haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From there,straight to school. Got Qiyamullai today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Only 5 students from my classmates gonna turn for today's qiyamullai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna go just to celebrate the last nite with my SEC 4 IHSAN'S darlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I bet that we will have fun n WE GONNA CRY. :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Besides dat,I will absolutely busy with my studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank God dat Ustazah Rohana will b there to guide me &amp; my classmates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So i take dis oppurtunity to ask questions to her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yayayaya.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So dearies..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna noe sumthing??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;JERAWAT aku makin bertimbul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak ke ko rasa yg aku ni naik Fed-up??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GRRLL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tkpe.. dis is all due to STRESS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok darlings &amp; sweethearts,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;will be back tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anything just beep me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*muacks*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 166px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="264" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/b9a97b26.jpg" width="188" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Nerd makes me look ugly..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;Dont u think so? Yahahaha.&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/15440485-112745987652473720?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112745987652473720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112745987652473720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112745987652473720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112745987652473720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-day-with-my-dearies.html' title='Last day with my dearies.'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112740473502078529</id><published>2005-09-23T00:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:35:06.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New friend found..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,153,0)font-size:180%;" &gt;HEEYYAA..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;I had fun just now with Hur Zaimah. Really i did. n IM HAPPY about sumthing =)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;ATTENTION PEOPLE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got one new friend..&lt;br /&gt;CLUE? Hmm.. Well.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;She's Preety.&lt;br /&gt;and..&lt;br /&gt;She's sexy.. :))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hold no grudges between each other yeah.&lt;br /&gt;WE'RE FRIENDS arent we?&lt;br /&gt;Hope u accept me as ur fren sincerely as i do.&lt;br /&gt;No matter wat,let's forgive &amp; forget about the past.&lt;br /&gt;We live for tomorrow,not live for the past.&lt;br /&gt;So we must go on with our life.&lt;br /&gt;N thanks for accepting me as ur fren.&lt;br /&gt;Although i noe dat im not dat perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I'll try my best to be a great fren for u..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To be exact,FOR ALL MY FRENS.&lt;br /&gt;I hope dat i can be the best for u all.&lt;br /&gt;I treasure friendship.&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz i dont wanna repeat my mistakes again.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be ur friend in ur good &amp;amp; bad times.&lt;br /&gt;FOREVER.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GOODNESS.&lt;br /&gt;Everthing settled.&lt;br /&gt;N IM HAPPY.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TO STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY TO SING.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY..&lt;br /&gt;LALALA..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;DARLINGS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow pegi qiyamullai eh..&lt;br /&gt;korg takmo mcm2.. aku pegi psl korg tau.. issshh..&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan..&lt;br /&gt;Dont mind eh lau aku bz study.&lt;br /&gt;Korg tkmo tdo mlm tau..&lt;br /&gt;Kite explore dat skul mlm2.. Amcm??&lt;br /&gt;Mcm real je eh aku nie.. Padehal pengecot gile..&lt;br /&gt;Hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;Gonna meet u all tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;BUT SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;I CANT SOLAT..&lt;br /&gt;So aku rasa aku sambong tido bila time korg sebok2 bangon nak solat kul 3 pagi.&lt;br /&gt;NIKMATULLAH!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N now.. its study time.&lt;br /&gt;Study till morning.&lt;br /&gt;Switch on comp till morning too..&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz ku ni pengecot..&lt;br /&gt;So lau takot,le click sesape kat MSN.&lt;br /&gt;Pandai kan akoo?&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;K la smua.. slamat mlm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;N OPPSSS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW..&lt;br /&gt;This msg is speacially dedicated to my new fren..&lt;br /&gt;Its 12am oredi.. N its 23 Sept..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE TO U!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE TO U!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE TO SASHA!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE TO U!!&lt;br /&gt;Smoga pnjg umur &amp;amp; Murah rezeki slalu.&lt;br /&gt;Be happy always n wish u all the best for everything. *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112740473502078529?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112740473502078529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112740473502078529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112740473502078529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112740473502078529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-friend-found.html' title='New friend found..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112737256409851939</id><published>2005-09-22T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:37:28.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry again..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 196px; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/c662cdad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recognise dat poster?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was 2 years back when we were UNITED as a class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dat poster meant alot to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was Me &amp; Mira's work..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya,i noe its quite ugly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it has a special place in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bfore we left the school at 12pm,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we went to their class to say goodbye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bila smua da balik,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was left with my 5 boys in their class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hugged and i cried but only for awhile coz tomorrow i will attend the qiyamullai programme with them. *c ya tomorrow* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Each time i hugged the gals,both of us cried.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everyone.. Plz jgn nangis yerrr..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sok kite meraung sama2.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so touched to hear the dialogue btwn them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mira &amp;amp; Fahmi apologised to each other.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aden &amp; Don too..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And so so so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Made me sad :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont noe y.. Today i felt really sad.. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mintak maaf &amp;amp; mintak doa restu guru2..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Peluk ustazah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MADE ME SAD. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bfore we left the class,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kite berkumpul n bersalaman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kite promise yg kite uat well for our STE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Our school must be the top school for STE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N top student dari skola kite juga..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BOLE EH.. Yeah we can. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Came across sumone's blog. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was her..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used to have a lil misunderstanding btween us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read her post n i felt so sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SORRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just bcoz of me,u had a lil misunderstanding wif ur besties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SORRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I tot dat u really hate me badly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So when ur besties came n tagged to my blog,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i felt really 'pikir dua kali'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U noe y? Bcoz i dont wan to create any problems with anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i realised..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i treasure friendship n i wanna live in peace n happy with friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SORRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I felt so bad for hurting many peoples.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last time when i was with him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna b ur fren..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna appologise to u..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna reply ur tags..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But he wont let me to.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now when ive got dis chance,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WANNA APOLOGISE TO U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DIDNT MEAN TO HURT U TILL U HATE ME DAT MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IVE GOT REASONS FOR ALL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ONCE AGAIN,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SORRY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When i was with him,people said dat i was stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bcoz i left my boy friends just bcoz of him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All i need to do was.. STICK TO HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All bcoz i love him n i wanna change him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now he hates me alot bcoz i left him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorry again Ahmad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I AM BAD =( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends always say..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ko ni sabar sgt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ko ni setia sgt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ko ni korbankan sgt*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*ko ni lembut sgt smpai org ble pijak kepala ko*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bla bla bla..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ya im stupid.. But its me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wont change. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And bcoz of the relationship with him,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IVE DONE MANY MISTAKES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially to my friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SO SORRY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for her n her besties,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SORRY AGAIN. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now i realised,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i need friends in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They bring happiness to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luklu mintak maaf kepada smua..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Specially to my boy friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yg dulu ku pena tak layan korg.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ku pena sombong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ku pena buang korg cukup2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tapi korg tau knape kan?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku mintak maaf banyak2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku manusia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku tak perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-lau da syg sgt nk uat pe ksn..-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SORRY FOR ANY OF MY WRONG-DOINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PRAY THE BEST FOR MY STE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then,sorry again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*urrgghh.. cant stop from saying sorry.. im bad.. totally bad*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SORRY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SEDIH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BERSALAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RASA KEHILANGAN. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dats wat i feel rite now. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just wait for tomorrow to come.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SORRRYYY.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 317px; HEIGHT: 232px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/c7107388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,204,204)"&gt;2003. UNITED. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 331px; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/14f6dce0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,204,204)"&gt;I heart them.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 312px; HEIGHT: 237px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/234623c5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,153)"&gt;Had fun together. 2003. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I feel dat nowadays i lost many peoples.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4 more days to go..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;major exam der.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gonna do my really best.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry to everyone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;pray for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gonna miss u all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112737256409851939?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112737256409851939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112737256409851939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112737256409851939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112737256409851939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/sorry-again.html' title='Sorry again..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112728896378218029</id><published>2005-09-21T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:40:19.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I will cry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;KRRIINNG KRRIINNG. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 6pm yestrday,received a call from my uncle. What he told me really made me panic. Nenek jatuh then terhentak almari then darah byk klua. GRANDMA!! :( I was so damn sad to hear dat. Thank God dat she's ok. They brought her to hospital n hope dat she's perfectly OK. God,please guide her. Love her :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Looked after my siblings at home but they slept at as early 8+ pm. I was alone at the living room with books. I felt so BORED,felt like i LOST sumthing. Tak tau plak nape ble sms seseorg,said dat i miss him. BAH. Sounds crazy aint it? Smsed wif him till i got a chance talked to him on the phone for about 20 mins. I MISS DAT VOICE.. Urrgghh!! He told me dat he has a new gf.. *best solution for me to forget u*. Dat was wat he told me. Dont u think he is so unreasonable? INDEED,HE IS. Dia salahkan aku n so so so.. but i noe dat he loves me still. N yeah.. He told me dat at last. Watever happens,i just hope the best for him. Although he told me dat he's not serious with his new gerl,DO I CARE? NO. Go on wif ur life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Received 2 msg at nite. One msg was from ARY,sweet msg =) n it made me smile. The other one was from RIO. Sad &amp; Bad news received. He told me dat he has heart problem n he talked about 'DEATH'.. U wan to die dat soon?? COMMON uh eh. Plz uh. I noe dat u r so frustrated about wat had happened but plz plz plz.. Get well soon. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today is like another day. Only dat we're totally busy asking questions to Teacher. One day left at school bfore we sit for our STE. I wonder y i miss my childhood life rite now. Tgk album tadi n terkenangkan zaman persekolahan dulu.. PRIMARY SCHOOL LIFE. Miss my friends. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hear r some of the photos. Plz dont laugh aite :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 306px; HEIGHT: 227px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/c3a5344e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Used to be my best friends! STICK TO 5! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 279px; HEIGHT: 266px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/7f011fef.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari Raya outing. Year 2001. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 286px; HEIGHT: 216px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/8cfb8a88.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hari Raya. Year 2000 at Aica's room. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/45e95e25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me wif the 2 Aisha. Heart them =) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 307px; HEIGHT: 178px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/bf6e8de8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time ni punyelah irritating sbb Munirah &amp; Aica non-stop ketawa.. haha &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; HEIGHT: 203px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/84fb88f7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bestie. Fiza,Aica,Jnab &amp; Mun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS THEM. :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So ive scanned pics dat we took on the REUNION 2005 day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Take a look at it aitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE HAS GROWN UP YA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N tomorrow,I WILL CRY FOR SURE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HUG &amp;amp; KISS TO MY DARLINGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THEIR GRADUATIONS DAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WILL MISS THEM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WILL CRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WILL CRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WILL CRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N HUDA,THANKS FOR THE HUG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS U.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N TOMORROW,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WILL CRY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WILL CRY..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112728896378218029?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112728896378218029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112728896378218029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112728896378218029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112728896378218029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-will-cry.html' title='I will cry'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112719948573129404</id><published>2005-09-20T15:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:41:21.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Best wishes for me from sumone</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;SLEEPY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;LAZY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;SLACK.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;DATS MY DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Done 100 Fiqh MCQ questions in class just now. The questions are basically ok,but some of the questions are quite complicated. I left blank for all ques from 'RIBA' topic bcoz i knew nuthing about dat topic. I just couldnt bother to open dat chapter. I wonder why but i just feel like i hate it. BAAHH! bole gitu eh.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(204,204,204)"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went back home alone by MRT. Bored bored bored but had fun in watching people's attitude.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0);" &gt;Reached yew tee at 1pm n went straight to market. Dat mummy of mine uh.. GRRLL.. She asked me to buy sumthing.. I really hate to step in market with dis jubah of mine. Very the leceh.. NAH.. For the sake of my mom,bought the thing she asked me to.. wee.. anak tak durhaka.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;I was so shocked when Cikgu Eznillah told me dat he had visited my blog yesterday. WOW. I was so damn shocked. If u come across dis blog of mine again,do tag yeah.. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,51)"&gt;IVE GOT A SMALL CARD BY SUMONE..&lt;br /&gt;Weeeeeee..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;WHO WHO?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;No.. Ive got no crushes or admires huha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my Vice principal la..&lt;br /&gt;:) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;This is wat she wrote for me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;Dearest Luklu,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(102,255,255)"&gt;You have made such a tremendous progress that u ought to feel proud of ur achievements. May you continue to do just as well,if not better for ur coming STE exam. All the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Yeah yeah.. I will try my best n i dun wanna dissapoint my school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,153,102)"&gt;Thanks for the wishes. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM ALONE.&lt;br /&gt;ALL ALONE AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;BORED.&lt;br /&gt;WANNA SLEEP BUT I CANT.&lt;br /&gt;COZ.. &lt;p style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;Im running out of times!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;6 more days to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;STUDY STUDY STUDY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;BAHHH!! :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112719948573129404?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112719948573129404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112719948573129404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112719948573129404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112719948573129404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/best-wishes-for-me-from-sumone.html' title='Best wishes for me from sumone'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112712754863111895</id><published>2005-09-19T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:45:53.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad &amp; Good News</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wont let anyone touch my teeth ever again.. NO NO. Dentist or not.. NO. It kills me alot.. GRRRLL.. Lied down infront of the dentist for about 2 hours. 4 dentists came to me n they looked at my teeth. LA LA LA.. My teeth is absolutely GOOD ok. Got only 2 small hole. BAH! No good. haha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They had fun in NEL. Especially me,Mira &amp; Hasif. VERY THE JAKON. hahaha.. Ish.. bkn slalu se naik NEL. Hahahaha.. Mira,Hairul &amp;amp; Hasif were having fun in the NEL. They acted as if they were the driver of the NEL. Mira was so damn happy wheneva she saw escalator.. Especially the straight escalotor n hasif acted dat 'MR bean' action. We laughed alot! hahaha.. An old pakcik scolded Hasif for stepping on wet floor. N OH NO. Wat a KEDI voice he had there! hahaha. ME &amp; MIRA were the one who made dat silliest noises n jokes. Dat will keep as memories Mira.. Maybe dis was our last 'outing' together with school uniform. HEART U. I enjoyed the day with u.. *kiss u* &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next is about school..Reached school at 12.20pm.Before we left school dat morning at 8.15am,there was ISRAK MIKRAJ performance by Sec 3 students. GREAT PERFORMANCE. I like the part when the 'ahli neraka' hentam kepala then jatuh then hentak kepala.. WAT A RIDICULOUS!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got 2 news today.. Good &amp;amp; Bad.Start with the good one first ya..The good one is dat.. My class can go back home at as early 12pm for 3 days(tomorrow till thurs) n a day holiday for us(friday).All due to our upcoming STE dis monday.They want us to get a well preparation for the exam by studying comfortably at home.BAH! Good good good but there's a bad part too..&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant celebrate my darlings' last day at school on dis Friday.How i wish i could join the last day with them.How i wish i could see them with school uniform for the last time.How i wish i could sing school song with them for the last time.How i wish i could see their tears.How i wish i could see they say goodbye to their classroom.How i wish i could hug n kiss them. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe dat i cant join them bcoz the main purpose for giving a day break for my class is to 'STUDY AT HOME'.If i join u guys,how would i answer to my teachers then?I can only see all u guys with school uniform for the last time on thursday. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlings,is this for real??Dat u all will leave me all alone by myself?IS THIS FOR REAL?Dat u all gonna leave dat school foreva??After more than 10 years there..IS IT FOR REAL??Dat i will miss u all badly?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read Mira's tag n testimonials for me.Mira syg,u made me almost wanna cry.Kau tau kan,paling byk2 org dlm klas ko,ko yg paling aku rapat.Huda,u noe wat? U HAVE BEEN SUCH A GREAT fren for me.U noe dat sumtimes i can easily smile wheneva i c u around? &lt;p&gt;Shikin,Muzam,Nooie,Seha,Azlin,Don.. ALL!!!!I LOVE U ALL....GONNA MISS U SO MUCH!! &lt;p&gt;U noe wat i feel rite now?Air mata aku da smpai d penghujungnya..N u noe wat i can do rite now?I can do nuthing..Just pray the best for u all..N.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MENGHITUNG HARI..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112712754863111895?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112712754863111895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112712754863111895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112712754863111895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112712754863111895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/bad-good-news.html' title='Bad &amp; Good News'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112702407804396280</id><published>2005-09-18T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T20:51:54.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Another boring day for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO MENDAK. &lt;p&gt;At home wif my mom. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dad went to kenduri. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sis went to clean up at East Coast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bro overnite at Aliwal with the boys to practice kompang. (He's there too.. BAH!) &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored.. Bored.. Bored..Spend my whole day at home wif the books.. haha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just hate wheneva im in dis situation bcoz dis is the time &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when i started to miss sumone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My fingers r totally 'gatal' when c dat hp of mine..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wanna msg him.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmm.. No.. Ya.. No..BAH! No luk.. Forget him ok.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Msged him yersterday. Asked him abt his big exam.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so shocked bcoz he sounded very friendly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Love it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then,he's now lacking on his studies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*aku da tkde minat nak blaja*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noe.. He accused me for dat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO KITE BERPERANG kat sms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha.. Oh ma ma.. Haha. So lets proceed to the next topic. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis joined Ramadhan Youth Challenge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;How i wish i could join them.GGRRRLLL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Heard a lil comment from my bestie about last yr RYC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She said 'VERY FUN'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She met alot of new friends especially from 6 madrasah in Spore..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She went to Rumah anak yatim.. Org2 tua.. N so so so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Buat bubur.. N QIYAMULLAI..So fun aint it?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming nearer..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will sit for another big exam rite after my STE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*uurrgghh*Exam for wat??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To noe whether im capable to take my O level nxt yr or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im totally busy with my studies.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*how i wish i could join the RYC*ARRGGHH.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Sunday. Tomorrow is Monday.It reminds me dat i still have a week more before my STE.Must ask more questions to teachers n cant slack n sleep in class as i used to b.Oh gosh.. Masa berlalu dgn cepat sekali.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N dis week is the most 'SAD WEEK' ever for me.. Bcoz.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darlings will say bye-bye to me dis friday.They are SEC 4 IHSAN.They r everything for me bcoz we've shared joys n tears together for all dis while.Although im not part of them but i used to. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Dearies.. Hope u all do well in ur N level. Plz come back to take ur O LEVEL nxt yr wif me. U noe im not dat close to my classmates. For me,they're not my members. Smarties always enjoy their life with books. I enjoy my recess n free time wif u guys. U r part of me.. I love u guys.. Forget me not aitez.. Nanti korg da klua,aku sorg2.. Dulu lau aku ade prob,aku slalu dtg pat korg.. Ni skrg HOW? I WILL MISS U GUYS LIKE HELL MAN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still ingat bila aku da tk sama klas ngn korg. Aku melalak kat paha mira.N mira just touched my head n said,'do ur best in STE luk'. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is beautiful when u all come to my life.HEART U ALL. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K stop. Dun wanna cry. Just wait for Friday arrives. I will cry.ABSOLUTELY.We're frens from primary 1..Skrg smua da nak graduate..All has grown up.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK OK OK STOP.Takmo cry uh Luk.. Cengeng na.. haha..Ok daddy's back.He bought something for me to eat.. AHA..Im starving rite now. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;Wehee.. Tomorrow gonna meet MR DENTIST.*gigi gigi.. gigi ku putih.. tiap hari menggosok gigi.. lalalala...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112702407804396280?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112702407804396280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112702407804396280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112702407804396280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112702407804396280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-boring-day.html' title='Another boring day'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112696635498528339</id><published>2005-09-17T22:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T08:09:18.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Headache!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAHU.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IKRAB.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SARAF. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Dat was wat he tot me just now. Thanks Hafees. Dats the reason y i respect Aljunied Student very much bcoz their Arabic &amp; Nahu is so damn fantastic. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;At 4,met Hafees at Yew Tee. &lt;em&gt;*Panas gilenye ari*&lt;/em&gt; So we choosed Yew Tee Food Centre for the rite place to Study. He taught me very perfectly. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;-Fun.Great.Enjoy-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dats the rite word to describe the day wif him. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Revised book 1 &amp;amp; book 2 of Nahu Al-Arabiy. Book 3? BAH! Alot man to cover. So we stop rite after we finish book 2.. Haiyyoo.. Nahu is the main key to make perfect for all.. Wanna noe why i said like dat? Bcoz if ur NAHU is poor,u will have difficulty in creating words. Nahu is important but it makes me sick.. uurrgghh.. Very complicated. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hafees&lt;/strong&gt;.. He makes my day. Loves to bully me by doing all those IKRAB n all dat.. haha.. He helps me alot in my studies. He's funny too.. Bcoz there was a part when sumone called him. He was so shocked when he noes dat call was actually from MUIS. &lt;em&gt;*muka panic abes*&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Finished at 7 pm then went to lepak2 n talk2 till 9pm.. Shared alot of stories n we laughed alot. Hehe.. He's a great fren la.. Thanks alot ya.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;After dis need to revise TARIKH. Urrgggghhh.. Dat subject is so damn complicated. &lt;em&gt;*Paling byk2,ni la yg uat aku headache*.&lt;/em&gt; As u noe dat TARIKH is HISTORY of Islam.. It gives me.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HEADACHE!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Pecah kepala se.... GRRLL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Need to memorise the names,places,dates &amp;amp; alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Perang itu ini..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nama da la pnjg2..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Nama negeri n tempat lagi.. Jgn cakap.. Punyela pelik..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;N different book got different opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;GGRRRRRLL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Headache sak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Although dis is the only subject dat can use Malay words,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Still it is the worst one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;HAIYO HAIYO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Tapi takpe.. Im a strong gal.. Hiakhiak.. K dearies,gudnite aitez.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-Countdown: 9 more days to my Major Exam-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112696635498528339?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112696635498528339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112696635498528339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112696635498528339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112696635498528339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/headache.html' title='Headache!!'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112685146889857318</id><published>2005-09-16T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:39:10.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10 more days to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Woke up at 6 am just now. Tot of getting ready for school but i was not feeling dat well. Told my parents n they gave a straight NO. So i said dis to them..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'Bole la.. kat skol pon bkn blaja.. Slack abes.. Blaja sendiri je.. Buang masa.. Might as well dok uma blaja'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;They answered&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;'Ok n i will call n check on u'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAH. GOOD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Continue my sleep rite after solat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Woke up at 10am. Chat wif dat dimple guy *ahmad* haha.. Had fun chatting wif him till aku khayal.. Then i realised.. 'No Luk.. Stop Stop.. Bangon!! Mkn!! Mandi!! Blajaa!!!' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;So i stop. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Well,nuthing special today. Only dat i left all by myself alone at home. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tot of going to qiyamullai at school tonite. Too tired la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*konfem bsk lau alek uma konfem tdo smpai mlm sbb penat sgt*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; so better not..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;N &lt;strong&gt;HAFEES!!&lt;/strong&gt; when r u going to teach me NAHU?? I need u man! U noe dat i need u to teach me all those stuffs.. 10 more days to go.. Nahu is my first paper.. Tomorrow or today puleezzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Ur NAHU totally perfect for me.. Respect u for dat..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;*ni la nasib aku.. pakkal la tutor aku da g mesir,lau tdk,konfem aku da stick ngn dia smpai STE aku abes.. apsl la ko g cepat2..la la la la* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Oh wait.. dis is specially dedicated to my darling &lt;strong&gt;Aisha Jaws..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;happy bdae to u darl. Smoga pnjg umur &amp; Murah rezeki slalu.. Happy2 with ur guy aitez.. U r part of me n i love u sweetheart.. Muaaccks.. Wehhee~~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 232px; height: 175px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/ebd56cea.jpg" height="1012" width="1042" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Kiss to her.. Lube u honey..&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/15440485-112685146889857318?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112685146889857318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112685146889857318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112685146889857318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112685146889857318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/10-more-days-to-go.html' title='10 more days to go'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112678174321101984</id><published>2005-09-15T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:37:45.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unexpected Sms</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4.30am:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'RRIINNGG!!' Oh gosh. The alarm was so irritating. Tot of continuing my dream after dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But i saw sumthing at my hp..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i reveived one sms from sumone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;UNEXPECTED SMS. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So it was him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;AHMAD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The one who used to be mine *2 yrs*. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This was wat he wrote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;'Memang aku bencikan kau..Tpi sebenci2 aku kat kau pun,kau ttp org yg pertama aku cinta..Sblum aku lupe num hp kau dan sblum aku tukar hp n juga sempena nk menyambut ramadan,aku nk mintak maaf atas smua kesalahan aku kat kau..Halalkan smua dan segalanye yg telah aku amek dari kau..Aku tau aku ni sapa..Sgala impian telah jadi mimpi..Dulu aku la yg kau harapkan tuk beri sokongan tuk test kau semasa kte bersama,skarang giliran aku plak uat exam besar aku tetapi tanpa kau disamping aku..Tpi tkpe..Aku trime ni smua..Kau pun da puas ngn pilihan perjalanan kau ni..Hope u wish me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; all e bes ah..Enjoy ur life n juga ngn laki baru kau n lastly aku mintak ampun dan maaf. Bye.'&lt;/span&gt; Sent: 03:06:03am 15-09-2005 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;N i was stunned when receive dat msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;One month has passed without a msg or call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Suddenly he msg dis morning. Wat a day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;So i reply his msg.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;'Aku pon mintak maaf byk2 sbb aku tau yg aku org yg plg byk dosa dgn kau. Halalkan detik2 sejarah kte dulu walaupn tdk membuahkan apa2 hasil. Walaupon kte sudah berjauhan n idop dgn kehidupan msing2,aku doakan smoga kau berjaya dlm pperiksaan kau juga. Dan harap kau doakan trbaik utk STE yg menentukan masa dpn aku juga. Kau tau kn,kau org yg plg byk beri smangat kat aku slama 2 tahun ni. Wish aku e best gak. K la,harap kau hapi2 dgn kehidupan kau. Jgn salahkan aku je keatas prpisahan ini tapi kau kena tgk atas kesalahan kau juga. Ok take care n gdluck. Bye'.&lt;/span&gt; Sent: 04:38am 15-09-2005 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I was totally 'KEKOK' bila bebual mcm tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;KAU &amp; AKU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;2 yrs back when we became best friend. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So dis is wat i wanna tell him..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Sorry for hurting u dat much. I noe dat i was the one to b blamed. I left u all by urself. U tried to adapt wif ur life but i noe u cant bcoz dats wat i feel rite now. We used to have each other.. U had me n i had u.. But dear ahmad,everthing has changed rite now.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;U noe how difficult i am after we split in our own ways?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I noe dat its difficult for u too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Bcoz all dis while u were all depending on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;U noe how much i miss you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Miss those moments when we fite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;then i cried?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Miss those moments when we were joking around..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;till both of us fall to the ground?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Miss those moments when we..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;URRGGHH..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I juz miss those moments when we're togetha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I realised..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;U &amp; me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;have our own separate ways rite now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'kite da tak mcm dulu.. mengejar impian bersama'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Smua nye da jadi kenangan.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;I regret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;how i wish i could be ur fren like we used to be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;u used to b my great bestie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;u were there to hear me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WE WERE BEST FRIENDS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dat was 2 years back. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Everthing changed when we became couple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGED.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;To friend changed to ma guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHANGED&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Now,he is still keep in touch with the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;My sis n my relatives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;But not me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Although i was the first one he knew yet the others still there in his heart,as his friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;NOT ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;He hates me n doesnt wan to b my fren. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Ahmad,i juz hope dat u can change. U noe i love to see when u achieve sumthing in ur life? *hey,ingat lagi tk when u we were so damn happy bile first2 amek lesen motor then beli motor n so so so* i used to be the happiest gal to c dat smile of urs. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;dat was all in past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;All i wan is rite now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hope dat u will find a better gal than me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hope dat u will succeed in wateva u do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hope dat u will b happy with ur new life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hope dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;u can accept me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AS UR FRIEND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*but i noe its hard for u to accept dat* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Take care n hope u r doing well in ur NS life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;U used to hug me when u tell me the gd news *yeah yeah! abg dpt police!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;So sorry sbb tak dpt bersama selama-lamanye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Hope u do well in ur exam so dat u can b at home when ramadan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*sorry baju raya tk dpt sama2 lagi* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;The moral of da story is dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Dun ever2 go relationship with ur fren especially with ur gd fren or watsover.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;it hurts u too muchh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;trust me.. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;*CRYING* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;-Yg berlalu sudah lepas. Yg akan dtg jgn melepas-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;-doaku untukmu-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&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/15440485-112678174321101984?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112678174321101984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112678174321101984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112678174321101984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112678174321101984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/unexpected-sms.html' title='Unexpected Sms'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112669166790012205</id><published>2005-09-14T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:36:54.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another slack day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;My day today is totally..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLACK. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As i told before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;we only come to school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;to have our own self-study or ask questions to teachers when in doubt.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So we slack all the day until STE comes.. Woohhoo.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;At as early 8.30am just now,we got very GOOD NEWS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;They showed STE percentage result from the past year batch till this year(prelim + STE). We looked at the differences. WALLLAUU.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ustaz &amp; Ustazah were so happy with our result.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Because.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;We scored high in ALL SUBJECTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;berbanding dgn tahun2 dulu.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;N we..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;promised dat we will do our best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;and.. to have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;top student comes from our school. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;For the prelim result,the top points gained from my classmate was 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;She got Grade 1(more than 90) for 6 subjects and Grade 2(80+) for 1 subject.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Tapi yg lain pon not bad se.. &lt;em&gt;*marha marha* &lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keep it up guys. We can do it betta yeah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hope so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kite tanak hampakan skola..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mereka mengharap sgt kat kite utk dptkan &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOP STUDENT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TOP SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For STE 2005. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ustaz were once said dis to us &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Tolong ustaz yer? Ustaz harapkan sgt kepada kamu smua.. Ustaz doakan utk smua. Kadg2 bila ustaz solat sujud,sehingga ustaz sebut 21 nama dari kalian semua.. Tolong yer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We were totally touched by his words n we really nid to do our best!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Just now watched Video about&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Kisah yg ditempuhi Nabi Muhd sebelum dan selepas menerima wahyu'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Only the 21 of us.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;FOR WAT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;For our STE la deng.. muahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Ade part yg betul2 sedih bila org islam diseksa n all dat..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;N THE ACTORS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;smua nye hensem belaka!! aww~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Org arab + org putih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;4 jam dok depan TV..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;uat aku rimmaaass...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;hahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STILL,i enjoyed the Video so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dats all about today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;No MSN before 12am yer Luklu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'ko kena blaja tau.. takmo macam2 eh'. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;BUAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-size:130%;" &gt;&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/15440485-112669166790012205?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112669166790012205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112669166790012205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112669166790012205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112669166790012205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/another-slack-day.html' title='Another slack day'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112661424950399040</id><published>2005-09-13T20:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T05:26:37.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DaddyS BACK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DADDY'S BACK!! woohhuu..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I was hearing song when suddenly my sis shout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;She screamed.. BAH! Crazy people..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;So went out from my room..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;N saw my dad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Rushed to him.. Hugged &amp;amp; Kissed to him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wallauu.. Miss him liox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;6 ari menanggung rindu.. WOOHHOO..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thank God sebab ibu tak melalak mcm tuari time my dad nak pegi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;alahai.. touching nye.. ahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;He bought Tafsir(Quran translation in arabic) for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;THANKS DADDY. *dats wat i wan* :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Bought some stuffs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;He talked alot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;About dat event.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I juz wanna cry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Bcoz i just cant wait to go there..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;*must start saving rite now yeah..*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Next year ya mummy.. We must go.. GGRR..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Beratus ribu org disana..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Bergegar dengan alunan dzikir..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Mix with para ulama'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;N..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;will b able to meet the one who gives 'LUKLU ULHAMDIYAH' as my name. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;WANNA GO WANNA GO.. :( &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-count down to STE: 13 days-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112661424950399040?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112661424950399040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112661424950399040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112661424950399040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112661424950399040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/daddys-back.html' title='DaddyS BACK'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112652506189470610</id><published>2005-09-12T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T05:09:50.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bingit.. STRESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BINGIT.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;STRESS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UUUUUUURRRRRRRRGGGHHH!!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!! GRRRRLLL.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE IT I HATE IT!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Mum keeps nagging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Bro keeps fighting wif me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Sis keeps irritating. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;ALL JUST SHUT UPPP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;UURRRGGHHH.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Plz la eh,esp to my bloody hell bro..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;DA TAU BESERAK KAN UMA,TOLONG KEMAS UH EH SIAKKK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;kau tau betapa aku pantang tgk uma berserak mcm sarang ba**??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;OIITTSSS... uma tkde babu uh eh... DAMN U..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;n kalau org marah,ko jgn nak step mcm gangster uh nak marah aku balik uh eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;apslll??? nak tumpuk aku?? FU** O** Uh ehh!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;N to my sister,jgn nak step uat aku bingit uh eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;P tlg uat keje uma sikit UH!! MAUT UH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;BPK KORG BERDUA NAK BALIK TAU,so jgn buang tebiat uh eh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;GILE GILE GILE UH AKKKKOO.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i donno y..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i feel like im so sensitive nowadays..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;im so stressed up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;or maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i need sumone to talk to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;but who??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i feel like crying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wat happen to me se.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.s: to dat sumone,im so sorry sbb da uat prangai 2 hari ni.. Im bad rite? I NOE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*crying*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LEAVE ME ALONE!!!* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;-book is all i want rite now. *im so stressed up-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112652506189470610?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112652506189470610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112652506189470610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112652506189470610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112652506189470610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/bingit-stress.html' title='Bingit.. STRESS'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112642937128258560</id><published>2005-09-11T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T03:19:39.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more weeks to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330033;"&gt;2 &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;WEEKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;TO &lt;/span&gt;GO&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SEE THAT TITTLE FOR TODAY??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Masya allah Masya allah... Takle angkat takle angkat.. tgk jam tgk jam.. da makin dekat makin dekat* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 WEEKS MORE TO GO FOR MY STE!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Citot punye Luklu.. Masih boleh berseronok lagi ekh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So guys,i will not updating my blog dat often. KINDA BZ with my studies.. GGRRRR..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then,anything juz call me.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okok.. Bfore dat.. Lets see the new pics for the couple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;COUPLE??? BAHHH.. Nahh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's my long-lost fren.. Had a great time ystrday wif him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talked.. Picss.. WOOHHOO.. Wonderful..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When r we going to meet again ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 166px" height="298" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/c9845214.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The uninvited head..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 224px; HEIGHT: 190px" height="339" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/08b13f48.jpg" width="364" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aahhaa.. Much betta..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 225px; HEIGHT: 174px" height="358" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/667ec596.jpg" width="407" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Woohhooo.. LUBE HIM.. ops.. WAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;TILL THEN,I WILL UPDATE THE REST OF THE PICS TOMORROW AITE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112642937128258560?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112642937128258560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112642937128258560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112642937128258560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112642937128258560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-more-weeks-to-go.html' title='2 more weeks to go'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112637460345240337</id><published>2005-09-11T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:35:58.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks for the great day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS THEM. I LOVE THEM. BAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I had a great fun with my frens just now. Met with my primary school friends. WOWW.. They were totally changed! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,here it goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Darling Mira was the first person who i saw rite after i reach there. Ok ok dear,u look so cute in dat aitez *saje je nak amek ati dia*.. :) She brought me to a group of boys first. I just cant see their face clearly bcoz i wasnt wearing my spec. Stupid me.. N oh so.. Saw each of the boys face. I JUST CAN BELIEVE MY EYES when i saw dis 2 guys.. Oh gosshh.. Wanna noe who r they? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First: Azzahir. It was almost 8 years since we last met n suddenly saw u there. Oh gosh. U look so like matured with ur moustache n all dat.. Hahaha.. Still loyar burok to the core.. *Org Mekkah byk ckp wwooo* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Second: Saw KHAIRUL NORDIN. Fuyyooo.. Da 4 Tahun tak jumpe. N we're fren from K1.. Fuuyyoo.. So long rite? He's tall n quite handsome too bcoz he looks like hindustan. Wallaauu.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dat.. Amira brought me to the gals group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WALAAUUU.. Cant believe dat they're ALJUNIEDIANS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ishmah,Aminah,Halimah &amp; Aiman.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;They r so preety babe! :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proceed to Lau Pasat to rilek n eat. So ni la name2 yg ikot.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Boys:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azzahir,Khairul Nordin,Khairul Ummam,Zulqarnain,Azhar Amir,Adli,Syahrizal,Hasif,Farhan. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girls:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Luklu,Amirah,Aini,Seha,Ishmah,Aiman,Aminah,Halimah,Hajar,Zuliana,Aidah,Atiqah,Yasmin n Suriana. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;More than 20 peoples.. woohho&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Lek2 till 6 pm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mira with her guy,Aminah &amp;amp; Aiman went back home. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The rest proceed to Merlion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WOW..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures here n there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stories here n there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I enjoyed the moments with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start2 memang mendak. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But after we reached at esplanade roof-top,it was so damn fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took photos with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gelak gelak gelak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But then Aidah,Atiqah n Yasmin went back home. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 8+,dat ah beng came down..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who who??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inamul Hassan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.. Muahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fun liox. Abe kat bwh tu ade band summore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Music all along. Muahaha &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Miss Zuraidah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; turon. Fuyyoo.. *Dat teacher rox to the core tapi da outz dari dat skul 4 yrs ago*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N we talked alot too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About school n so many stuffs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The gals were hungry so we went to Marina Square to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Said BYEBYE to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Zulqarnain.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's a great guy.. MISS HIM LOTS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ate at Burger King. It was 9.30pm.. So better rushed back home. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the way to MRT,took ALOT PICS with sumone..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAT INAMUL HASSAN.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urggghhh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Very cerewet se amek gmba..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hehehe.. But very sweet though..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached MRT n said gudbye to the others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kissed,hugged.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS THEM *bila agi nak jumpe*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Took the same MRT with Halimah,Ishmah,Rizal,Inamul n Azhar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly sumone OFFERED ME. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Offer ape sak??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;k uh psl dia yg suro ako blang kat blog nie,so aku blg uh ekh.. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Turon &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khatib&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; dgn dia..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sape tu?? Diam dar. Lom abes story.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Talked n talked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then da smpai kat blok die.. Fuyyoo.. Cepatna..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N it was almost 11pm! BAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okok.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So he sent me back home *he offered uh.. so i lyke,ok ok..*..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By wat...??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nak tau?? *k la san,aku blg je ekh? muaahah*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By BIKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wooohhooo... Good journey n very nice bike! I LOIKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks ah beng! Muahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N here r some photos taken. Complete set of pics will coming soon. Anything,juz beep me..*woohoo*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 219px; height: 340px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/163a8ff1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The WONDER auk..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 266px; height: 230px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/ed4d8730.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The gals nga bersembang..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 279px; height: 256px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/b545a4f3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Azhar tangan tak tau diam smpai idong terkopek.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 263px; height: 240px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/be07a93f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me &amp; rizal.. WOOHHOO.. very sweet aint it??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 268px; height: 255px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/a51fe60c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Luklu mkn tk ingat dunia..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 246px; height: 320px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/6f4ef355.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Luklu,Halimah &amp; Ishmah.. *walaupon kite lain skola,kite ttp kwn kan?*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 263px; height: 267px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/e78a7ec8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The girrllsss...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 259px; height: 269px;" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/302a7550.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;N dats the guy who sent me home. Thank u. Lube u lar! :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So well,bila lagi ni nak REUNION??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want MUNIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AICA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ARIF.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SYAHRUL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUNIRAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ALOTTT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To come down n uat lawak bodoh n have fun cam dulu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Urgghh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kte mesti uat k.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till then,14 more days to go for my STE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So,marah aku lau msk msn je slalu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku da lemak abes je nie..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;k lupe u all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sweet memories.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;muacks muacks&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112637460345240337?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112637460345240337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112637460345240337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112637460345240337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112637460345240337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/thanks-for-great-day.html' title='Thanks for the great day'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112626302167301958</id><published>2005-09-09T18:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T03:55:31.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,how is my new skin?? Comment plz.. It is not perfect rite? But i LOIKE.. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woke up n received msg from bro fad. He said goodbye n asked me to take care of myself. N do send his regards to his frens tomorrow. Da NS se.. Sejap je mase berlalu.. N he gonna stay there for 3 weeks.. Tak balik se... ARMY uh.. feewwiitt.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still remember those moments when me n my ex celebrated from morning till nite,one day before he left me for his NS. Spent the whole day just for me till his family was so angry at dat time. Hehe.. I cried when its time to say gudbye. He hugged n said 'jgn nangis,nanti abg pon ikot nangis'. BAHH.. Itu kenangan. Now kehidupan baru.. I wish dat u will b happy with ur new life. Juz wanna let u noe dat, '&lt;em&gt;Ku akan selalu kenangmu di dlm doaku'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NAHHH.. Just change the topic.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So today is NAFIS's bdae. Tried to call him at home but he's out with frens. BAH. Cepat uh alek uma,aku nak wish nie.. Muahahaha.. *smoga pnjg umur &amp;amp; murah rezeki ekh*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;About TOMORROW... Just cant wait to meet my long-lost frens!! I MISS U ALL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Tak sabar nak tunggu ari esok* Hope u all can make it. The more the merrier. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Received sms frm afiqah n she asked me to study. WUHUHUH.. Yes darling,thanks for concerning abt my studies. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOOUU.. YESSHHH U... If u see me online at msn bfore 12am,MARAH AKU K.. Supposed to study though.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till them,heart u all.. Meet ya all tomorrow. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;p.s: anything just call me. tkmo sms au.. budget..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112626302167301958?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112626302167301958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112626302167301958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112626302167301958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112626302167301958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-skin.html' title='New skin'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112618063753971815</id><published>2005-09-08T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T11:23:03.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im becoming so lazy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Slept at 3 am last nite.. GRRRR.. Wanna noe why? I cant sleep because i was so hungry. I wanted to go to kitchen for some snacks or wat but NAAHHH.. Aku ni pengecot gile.. Muahaha.. So stucked in the room n sat infront of the comp.. &lt;p&gt;Woke up at 6.15am n saw dat my sis were ready to go out n suddenly she shouted &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'OITT BANGON UH,DA LMBT SAK'&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; I was like blur.. Jengjeng.. Suddenly i remember dat i was totally late.. Urrgghh.. Rushed to the toilet n went out from home at 6.40am. Perot lapar abes nye.. *Tahan jek* &lt;p&gt;Sent my father to airport with my sis by MRT. I was so damn sleepy n hungry but had a great time in sharing stories with my daddy. Reached airport n rushed to Burger King to have our breakfast. Fuuhhh.. Lega sikit. Met my relatives there.. I saw 'HIS' relatives too.. WOWW.. Suddenly saw this 2 cute little baby. N dats baby's father kissed 'HIS' grandma's cheeks. So he's the abg ajit dat he used to talk about. Very cute family indeed.. :) &lt;p&gt;Its time to say good bye.. Kissed my dad.. Said good bye to the others.. 'His' dad,uncle,auntie n grandma went there too.. To where?? SURABAYA.. for what?? To attend big dzikir event there.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WANNA GO I WANNA GO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. Mix with hundred thousands of people.. Mix with para ulama' n so so so. *Smua da gi,aku sorg je yg lom gi* blluurrgghh.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then proceed to Orchard rd with Papat,Zizie,Picca,Niyah &amp;amp; Ibu Yet to jln2. Ku takde mood memandangkan ngantok. At 12 gitu,kite smua naik bus nak alek. I was so damn sleepy n waallaauu.. Tidur smpai tk sedarkan diri.. Yg ku tau,Papat tdo kat bahu aku.. Buahaha.. *HEAVY HEAD* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached Zizie's house n slept. Tkle angkat se ngantok. Then klua dari sane kul 4.30pm n played pool at Clementi.. Reached home at 6.30pm.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friends keep calling to confirm abt this Saturday's Reunion. I just cant wait to meet all of them. Miss to meet the sexy voice,who else if not dat aica.. hehe.. Miss to meet dat cute guy,who else if not Munim.. Miss to meet dat big godzilla,who else if not Syazwani... :P &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I JUST CANT WAIT TO MEET ALL. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Woohhhoo.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Okok.. Someone's getting angry rite now.. Ary,plz dont get angry. I will call u aitez. Sowwiiee.. Takmo marah2..&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/15440485-112618063753971815?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112618063753971815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112618063753971815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112618063753971815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112618063753971815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/im-becoming-so-lazy.html' title='Im becoming so lazy'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112611652803471784</id><published>2005-09-08T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T03:34:26.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Kite janji,kite akan berkwn smpai mati,smpai mampos'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;We used to say dat as our pledge. 9 months have passed. Left all those memories like shit. Dont care. Dont bother. &lt;p&gt;We.. used to share our joys together. A problem means everyone's problem.&lt;br /&gt;Cry.. Laugh.. Smile.. Keep dat as memories.&lt;br /&gt;It was so unseparable friendship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ME,the bloody hell useless gal had spoilt everything.&lt;br /&gt;It was all my fault till they splited in their own ways.&lt;br /&gt;It was all my fault.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I tot,i will never be their friend again. I tot dat the friendship has all ended. But they didnt bother about the past. They love me still like they used to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today..&lt;br /&gt;After 9 months have passed.&lt;br /&gt;They met n had fun.&lt;br /&gt;Although the 4 of us didnt manage to come,&lt;br /&gt;i was glad dat the 8 of us had very wonderful time just now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fadhli with his songs.&lt;br /&gt;Rio with his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;Azar with his big butt.&lt;br /&gt;Hur with her shout voice.&lt;br /&gt;Adik with her loud laughter.&lt;br /&gt;Picca with her pose.&lt;br /&gt;Nana with her laughing machine.&lt;br /&gt;Auk with her camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THEY ROX TO THE CORE.&lt;br /&gt;Heart them lotz.&lt;/p&gt;We went to esplanade,Merlion,Spore River n Mcdonald.&lt;br /&gt;Wallaaauu..&lt;br /&gt;So happening..&lt;br /&gt;Although it was only 7 hours,but we enjoyed the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Fad,do take care of urself.&lt;br /&gt;Mulut jaga bila da kat NS tu.&lt;br /&gt;We gonna miss ya so much. &lt;p&gt;N when r we going out again?&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA FULL SET OF US.&lt;br /&gt;12 persons.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS U ALL..&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the great day.&lt;br /&gt;heart ya all..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Here is the some of our photos. If u wanna see the full set of photos,ask me personally. Coz we took 52 photos.. Woohhoo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/9aaeff15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/9f361412.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The moments when they had fun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/3e8ee70f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/b9241028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The girls were touching-up after the lunch.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/6cc15351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/d089ee9f.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting for the sunset..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/b09d5f04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/e3c1089c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The guys were smoking! BAH!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/26a4d33b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/e79cf3d7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cheeersss!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/92be4411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/9132a540.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fadhli with his angles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112611652803471784?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112611652803471784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112611652803471784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112611652803471784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112611652803471784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/memorable-day.html' title='Memorable day'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112602145072149830</id><published>2005-09-06T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T02:34:17.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Long-Lost Friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Found sumthing just now. He called me and we talked for almost an hour. Mengulit Kenangan Silam.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS IT ALOT. &lt;p&gt;He,was once became my partner in handling class. When is it? 7 years back. We used to be monitor and monitress for the class. He went out from school in Year 1999 n didnt meet him again till now.&lt;br /&gt;Miss ya AZZAHIR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 years of friendship still remains there. He went to Mesir.&lt;br /&gt;N i just salute him lotz man.&lt;br /&gt;Bcoz.. He takes more than 20 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;Fuyyooo..&lt;br /&gt;Me,myself take 15 subjs still cannot cope.&lt;br /&gt;He studies geography n so so so.&lt;br /&gt;IN ARABIC.&lt;br /&gt;Walllaaauuu weeyyy..How can u manage to do dat. Oh god!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We talked about many stuffs. He told me when the first time he stepped in Mesir.&lt;br /&gt;What type of fren he mixes around with. WOW. N his arabic is so damn fluently.&lt;br /&gt;I LOIKE.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about old classmates n teachers.&lt;br /&gt;He can only recall some of them.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for remembering me for how many years se..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He made a plan.&lt;br /&gt;Dat he wants to meet his old frens before he's going back to Mesir.&lt;br /&gt;Will be back again here in 4 or 5 years time.&lt;br /&gt;WAAUUU..&lt;br /&gt;n i juz like his suggestion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I cancelled the plan.&lt;br /&gt;But I want to make REUNION for Primary School Classmates.&lt;br /&gt;Our long-lost fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Yang mana sembunyi tu,meh jom klua jap.. kite jumpe alek.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RINDU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How i wish i could meet them.. esp the one yg kat Spore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inamul hassan,Zul Boymen,Mohd Yaakob,Khairul Nordin,Khairul Azahar,Muhaymin,Aisha Mutallib,Munirah Syahir,Siti Hajar,Siti Aminah,Ishmah Hashim,Fadhli,Hafizah Lasiman,Arif Taib,Syahrul,Mun'im,Diana Pasuni,Halimah,Jabbar,Azahar Amir n ALOT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N for those yg kat luar negeri,I MISS U ALL TOO.&lt;br /&gt;Iqbal Shakila,Iqbal,Fattah,Ibrahim,Zahir,Syahid,Qushairi,Lokman n lasty,&lt;br /&gt;MASYADI!!!!(he used to b my bestie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HEY!!! We want to do REUNION dis SATURDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;VENUE: City HALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TIME: Undecided&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;FOR PRIMARY SCHOOL BADGE.&lt;br /&gt;Those..&lt;br /&gt;duduk for internal PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;who slack lua toilet.&lt;br /&gt;treat teachers like shit.&lt;br /&gt;who buat lawak bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;who yg takkan lupa smpai bile2.&lt;br /&gt;who act like monkey in class.&lt;br /&gt;who makan kuaci kat dlm kelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Turon yok ramai2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Konfem kecoh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;BOOOHHOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112602145072149830?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112602145072149830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112602145072149830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112602145072149830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112602145072149830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/long-lost-friends.html' title='Long-Lost Friends'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112599689087256021</id><published>2005-09-06T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T01:54:50.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 more papers to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WWOOHHOO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today was great.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great Great.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AIM 80 marks and above for today's oral.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plz,i hope so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plz,if not grade 1..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atleast give me grade 2..&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grrrrr...&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,today's oral was superb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Excellent to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Although i noe dat i was not totally perfect in it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but dat confident..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;stayed in me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till i went out from the Dewan.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;COOLNESS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N sorry for all ya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bcoz my voice was so damn loud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Till the others got distracted by my recitation.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO WAT?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dats my future ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Muahahaha&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;While waiting for the others,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to go balik sesame,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i sat one corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n suddenly..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saw AMINAH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to be my bestie in primary school life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is so preety n sweet :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aww.. i miss the 'gang' man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;we~ used to be the 'minah toncet group'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;buahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;talk talk talk..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;like we used to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;suddenly she asked..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ko tunggu sape? fahmi ekh??'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WALLAUU..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dat was so long since i broke up with him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He's now with my fren ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;they're my fren.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no no..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dont ask me dat ques again plz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 yrs oredi lor..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so long se.. hahaha&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So well,nuthing special today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow will b the great one :)&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acip&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,thanks for the chocs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ferrero rocher.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love the wrapper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;thanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so lovely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n aden..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hate eeuuu..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*bluek*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Quran has over.&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Now,6 more papers to go..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;hiakhiak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112599689087256021?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112599689087256021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112599689087256021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112599689087256021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112599689087256021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/6-more-papers-to-go.html' title='6 more papers to go'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112592220120855540</id><published>2005-09-05T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T05:24:06.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Need to do well next time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So here i come. Story about my today's life. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met up the boys at Yew Tee Mrt at as early 7.30am. Aden n acip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We saw 3 tudung gals in the MRT. One of them brought guitar. Wallau weeyy.. N the boys were so damn naughty. Kacau pompan je keje. Muahaha... Jeng kejeng,met Zuliana at Dover. We laughed alot like it was our's MRT. MRT pack nak mampos. Tak duduk se kite.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DING DONG... PAYA LEBAR. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Itulah masanya bila satu2 nye ckp: 'EH!! kite da smpai!! Urrgghh! Betol per nie?? Aku takoott!!'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MUAHAHAHA.. n dats the reality dat we need to accept. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached Madrasah Wak Tanjong n saw many students n teachers. N me,&lt;em&gt;'OH GOD,IS THIS FOR REAL??&lt;/em&gt;' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bodoh nye Luklu.. betol la... &lt;em&gt;*Ini bukan cobaan,ini betul2* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I mean,is this real?? The real STE?? Oh gosshh.. My future?? BAHH.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N kite smua 'dikandangkan' di sebuah klas. Total got 3 classes. The students were so panicked when their names have been mentioned. N dat was when i just cant believe... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ustaz: Man Luklu Ulhamdiyah?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;URRGGHH.. dats my turn!! Dgn muka selamba aku,ku klua dari kelas smbil melambai kwn2 ku.. *BYE BYE* n they,LAUGHED while seeing my face. U think its funny is it? Aku da menggigil.. mcm nak kena khatan gitu.. HUHUHUHU &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sat beside one Arabian guy,WALLAU. Cute face summore.. No Luk,focus to ur notes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Astaga,maksiat.. hahaha &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proceed to the Dewan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First impression: CHEYDEBAH!! totally big n got air-con summore. I LOIKE. muahaha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The invigilators were so damn friendly but one thing dat i hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;em&gt;They talked in arabic fastly n fluently&lt;/em&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N me,always asked them to repeat the question..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'afwan ustazah,mumkin an a'id??'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUH. ARABIC ALL THE WAY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n here was the topic. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For reading without syakkel(baris): &lt;strong&gt;Bergaul bebas antara pompan &amp; lelaki.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'ihtilad ar-rijal wan ni-sai'' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Many mistakes. BULLSHITS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n for conversation: &lt;strong&gt;Penjagaan keatas kesihatan.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'inayah as-sihhiyah' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOOD. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BAD. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HORRIBLE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overall,quite 50-50. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dat,waited for the others like shit. Got some new frens there. :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to Haig Rd to eat. Acip,Aden,Fahmi,Farhan,Hairul,Me,Jnab &amp;amp; Zuliana. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went back together by MRT. Penat gile. So tetido la. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Met Hur Zaimah at Yew Tee. She got probs. N Bluurrgghh. Infront of me still can fite with her guy. Haiiyyyoo.. No matter wat,i LUV U DEAR. 7 years of bestie ya. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached home at 4pm. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QURAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QURAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;QURAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;From juz now till now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still hearing his quran recitation.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Who who??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ABD AL-RAHMAN AS-SUDAIS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh gosh,MERDU ABES nye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N DARLINGS,jgn ingat aku asik online je..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tak blaja la ape la..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku nga dgr cd kat comp nie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;only can play at comp. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BAHHHH.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WISH ME BEST OF LUCK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Quran STE exam is only once,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Atleast i can do much better in my Arabic papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But not Quran.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bcoz,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tomorrow is the only day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to prove it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;gudluck to me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;p.s: To acip n aden,u two promised me sumthing. DEAL rite?? CHOCLATES. heart ya two.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112592220120855540?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112592220120855540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112592220120855540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112592220120855540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112592220120855540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/need-to-do-well-next-time.html' title='Need to do well next time'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112584032814687493</id><published>2005-09-04T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T15:38:32.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wish me best of Luck ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Went to Geylang just now.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sent 2 kain utk dibuat.. wehehe.. Pink n Gold! I loike. N mummy bought another cute baju for me. ALL FOR HARI RAYA. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wallauu.. Lom puasa,da sebok nak raya.. haha &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dat,went to eat at Haig Rd. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then went to Wak Tanjong Mosque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sat beside 'HIS' auntie. N i saw his family n relatives too. Urgghh *SAD*. im not part of dem anymore as me n him used to dream for.. *sad*. His dad n mama looked at me but i juz act foolishly. Muahaha. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then went to Makam Habib Noh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N there was where i 'JATOHKAN NIAT'. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N i asked all my relatives to doa for my Exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Especially to my grandpa. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HEART THEM LOTS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For all,wish me luck ya.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so scared.. Urrggghhh... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N tomorrow. Im going to MWTI for my ORAL. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HELLPPP MEEE....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*scared*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112584032814687493?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112584032814687493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112584032814687493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112584032814687493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112584032814687493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/wish-me-best-of-luck-ya.html' title='Wish me best of Luck ya'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112576000979591734</id><published>2005-09-03T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T18:19:46.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more days to go.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Time has passed really fast without me knowing dat my oral is another 2 days. Oh gosh,how i wish i could turn back the time. Im not completely prepared! Still wanna play sumone. N now,haaiiyyoo.. Still sit infront of dis comp. Bullshit. How i wish i could throw this comp out of my life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;NAH NAH. I cant live without computer. Muahaha.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Well,HI to all readers. Wanna noe how i was doing in skul yesterday? &lt;p align="center"&gt;Lets check it out.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Friday: As we noe dat yesterday was israk &amp;amp; mikraj memorable day. So we got one short ceramah by one ustaz. *Forgot wat his name is*. Dat ustaz was once became the student of irsyad. Wow.. How impressive! Used to study there n yesterday,went to his old skul to give ceramah.. aww~ how i wish i could be like him. &lt;p align="center"&gt;So yeah.. We were totally busy in getting ready for our oral. Dictionary here n there. Asked question to asatizah here and there. Quran recitation here and there.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wallau.. Good irsyadians i must say.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;At 2 till 4.30,only the 5 gals stayed behind at skul. The others went back home to take their things for qiyam. *sape suro siang2 tanak bwk.. blurghh*&lt;br /&gt;N thanks to Zainab J for having a great listening pair of ears. Muahaha.. For wat? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;For my Quran recitation. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Do u noe ABDUL RAHMAN AL-SUDAIS. The big Imam in Mecca? AWW~~~ how i wish i could meet him. I love the way he recites his quran recitation. So i think i must follow his song in reciting quran for my STE surah. N i did,alhamdulillah. :) &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Reading quran can be so frustrated at times. kena pandai jaga tajwid. Tak tau tajwid,maka rosaklah bacaan nye itu.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;As usual,study study study. &lt;p align="center"&gt;N dinner time? BBQ. Thanks principal. We heart u lotz. &lt;p align="center"&gt;N the gals,choosed me as the Camp Commandant for the gals. *Citotz uh u all* &lt;p align="center"&gt;Hahaha.. But nah.. For me, NO RULES IN CAMP. So i run my own camp. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Mr Muneer had gave instructions to me. He said: 'Luklu,make sure dat the light must b off by 11pm'. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Wat the heck. U think dat i wanna listen to u is it? haha.. No teacher in-charge for the gals. So went to Musollah n i said, 'Gals,lets have a party. we must switch off the light before 3 am'. &lt;p align="center"&gt;BAHAHAHAHAHA. Very TAK AMANAH. hahaha &lt;p align="center"&gt;Gals were having fun in the Musollah. Only 30+ of us. Sec 4 n 5. They rox to the core. Mp3 n hp here n there although the rule says 'NO HP OR WATSOEVER'. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHA.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Some of the gals were playing with the microphone. Some were chatting on the phone. Some were shouting like mad person. Some were eating KFC chicken. Some were laughing. Some were making noise. n dat was me. MUAHAHAHAHA. &lt;p align="center"&gt;One of the gal had switched off the light at 12.45am. So ok ok.. Lets b considerate. Tomorrow need to wake up early for qiyam. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;N tada.. at 4 am.. jeng kejeng.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commandant supposed to wake the others up. But Nah.. They woke me up. Buahaa.. Very bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;N then,waited for the boys like shit. N wat the heck.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'STILL HAVENT WAKE UP YET.' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;n we just continue with our qiyam.&lt;br /&gt;Tahajud 6 rakaat.&lt;br /&gt;Withir 3 rakaat.&lt;br /&gt;N ustaz's doa made me cry. It touches my heart. *Sensitive abes na aku* &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;N went back to Musollah n BOOOMMM... continue my dream. Sleep sleep sleep. &lt;p align="center"&gt;At 7 am,i woke up. n i saw nobody in the musollah. Only me. wahahaha. So took a bathe n breakfast. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Reached Mussolah at 7.30am. N gez wat? &lt;p align="center"&gt;SLEEP AGAIN like nobody business. Woke up at 8.25am,5mins bfore the class started. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Reached home at 11+. So tired takle angkat. Saw my sis were still sleeping. N i woke her up. BUAHAHAHA. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Baring sekatil ngn dia walaupon cume single bed. Chit-chat with her for awhile. Laugh like mad person. Muahaha. &lt;p align="center"&gt;Then mamam n watched hindustan Cd for awhile. N at 1 pm till 8pm,NIKMAT ABES.. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TIDO UH APE AGI&lt;/span&gt;. hahahahaha.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok crapz. I wanna study. I will update again tomorrow. &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TATATA.&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112576000979591734?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112576000979591734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112576000979591734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112576000979591734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112576000979591734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/2-more-days-to-go.html' title='2 more days to go.'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112559074571292667</id><published>2005-09-01T23:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T09:20:04.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey readers.. Sorry for not updating my blog.. Hmm.. almost a week ya? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kinda bz with my school work.. N very lazy to update.. Muahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ok well,lets c how i was doing in these past few days.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lets talk about last week..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Overnite at school for my qiyamullai. There was only 8 students from my class who joined the qiyam. Everything was fun especially with some Sec 4 ihsan n Sec 5 itqan joined the qiyam. Very memorable moments i must say. Two AMIRAH'S bad day. One was my larling Mira,n one was Sec 5's student. Lets see wat happened.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LALING MIRA: Became the Imam for Solat Asar. Very good gal indeed but.. *BACA SURAH KUAT2* muahahahaha.. darling,i juz cant stop myself from laughing. i tot dat u noe dat gal cant read aloud the surah although kite smua pompan.. hahaha.. But dat solat still tak batal,cuma makruh jek.. Next time dont do it again.. Muahahaha.. Very Funny. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANOTHER AMIRAH: Secret. Try to find out by urself or ask her personally. VERY FUNNY. Tapi memalukan.. Muahahaha.. i juz cant stop from laughing.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had nite self study at 8.45pm till 10.30pm.. 5 boys n 3 gals with only one ustaz. Study Study Study when suddenly one of the boys made me almost cry. FUCK. Just keep ur mouth shut ok. I noe dat im not dat clever. So wat? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said to ustaz dat i was so hungry. N thanks ustaz for letting us out at as early 10.15pm.. n i found sumthing at the canteen.. Nasi with ayam masak lemak cili padi,fruits,cold drink and.. SAMBAL BELACAN.. ma favourite.. muahaha.. Eat like nobody bussiness. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then went to Musollah. Baru nak start bebual n jengjengjeng. LIGHTS must off before 11pm.. Urrgghh.. Dat Miss Amnah was so strict. N ya,i slept peacefully. I was the only one who slept peacefully for the whole nite.. ape tdknye,perot kenyang,tdo mau nyenyak!! muahaha.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N next morning,woke up at 4 am. Went to toilet to brush my teeth n freshen up. Proceed to Dewan where we met the boys n ustazs. They started the qiyam n me,juzt sit one corner n hear my ustaz's quran recitation. I cant solat la dey. So taknak smbong tdo but nak dengar ustaz alaina nye baca quran. He became the Imam for qiyam. I LOIKE. merdu abes. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 7 am,had our short exercise n ustaz alaina was the one who incharged for it. The ustazs n teachers were so cute!! N gez wat?? *EXERCISE DLM BAHASA ARAB LA* muahaha.. so cute..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-wahid isnin slasa ruba'- :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had our breakfast at 7.30-8.30am. I didnt bathe. Muahaha. Very lazy lor.. Continue to have of self-study till 10.30 n then off to home. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached home n BOOOOOOOOMMM.. *LOMPAT ATAS KATIL DAR* ngantok gile nye. Tak mandi,tak tukar baju tros tdo.. Fuhh!! Nikmat. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 5.30 went out to Wdlds to study with my fren. Only the two of us at void deck. Wow. taught me very perfectly n i understand it alot. After dat,watched sepak takraw for a while n went to eat. reachd home at 10.30pm.. n BOOOMMMM *LOMPAT ATAS KATIL LAGI* very tired. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Spent my sunday at home. Bah!! Very boring but need to study study study.. Woohhoo.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Monday: Received our topics for STE oral. Fuuhh.. Teachers n students were very busy. Searched information. Discussion. N fite n misunderstanding btwn classmate has occured in class. I didnt noe y.. Gknye smua stress. Stress? Me too,but we have our own responsibility. The smarties didnt want to cooperate,all they noe was only BOOKS. bah.. Sumtimes i respect those smarties but sumtimes,i juz hate when it comes to dis situation.. it was all bcoz of teacher's day drama performance.. fite fite fite.. N so so so.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tuesday: Finished skul at 11am bcoz teachers wanted to have lunch at hotel. Students need to leave shcool befor 11am bcoz there was no teacher in charge. Only those who were involved in the performance can stay at school.. n again.. stress n misunderstanding occured. hmmpphh.. N lastly,dgn kesabaran,smua da selesai at 4.30pm.. Wow.. So long huh.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wednesday: Teachers day. Great performances. But i miss those abg2 who played kompang each time when there's special day. Still remember when they play kompang bila teachers smua klua.. Still remember the great nasyid LIVE performance. With LIVE instruments. EVERYHTING!!! I MISS MY OLD SENIORS!!! UWWEEEKKKS!!! mendakzzzzz... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thursday: Juz now huh.. Woke up at 12pm.. Fuyyoo.. NIKMAT NIKMAT. Went out with my sisz n her frens to study at Lavender. N at 5pm,my 3 alj fren came down to dat place. Salute them. They r so good in NAHU.. Great! I LOIKE! :) n me,my siz n the 3 alj went to Beach Rd to have our dinner n zzzzzzzzzzz.. reached home at 10+.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SO TIRED.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey sadrina,ive updated oredi.. very long summore.. muahahaha.. so dont complain. :D &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N tomorrow,im having qiyamullai again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Totally bz.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oral is on monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH NO NO..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im so scared!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;helpp meee.... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for rio,im so sorry dat i cant come down to ur bdae pit tomorrow. i noe dat u oll wanna meet me. But i juz cant make it.. u still can run the pit without me aitez. Study comes first. I need to go to qiyamullai to get some important informations. Plz understand me. Im so sorry.. especially to rio n fad. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dats my first priority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;understand me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n ill respect u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sorry.&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/15440485-112559074571292667?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112559074571292667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112559074571292667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112559074571292667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112559074571292667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/09/totally-busy.html' title='Totally busy'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112496773906455497</id><published>2005-08-25T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T04:36:12.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable day for us</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Now,i would like to announce dat there are 2 students have been suspended from school for a week',says Mdm Baizah. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The students were all puzzled to receive dat news... N the lecture started there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,BGR is one common case dat basically happens in almost every school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But this case was quite serious to the school because,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE PUBLIC SAW IT.. THE PUBLIC SAW THEM. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gez u shuld noe wat im trying to say ya.. Wearing school uniform is a big offence for couple to do dat. Public saw it n called school. How shame of that. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had short syarahan by Ustaz Idham after dat.. He told us about the consequences for doing dat especially with school uniform. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE WAS SO MAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE WAS SO SAD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE WAS SO DISAPPOINTED. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey couple,u know wat??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U MADE MY USTAZ SHOUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N U MADE MY USTAZ CRY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some of the students were crying just now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bcoz of wat?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;USTAZ'S SYARAHAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It really touches our heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n ustaz's doa was the most touching part of all.. bcoz.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;USTAZ CRIED TOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HE CRIED INFRONT OF THE WHOLE SCHOOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tersekat2 baca doa smbil tersedu-sedan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HEY,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i was so damn sad to see my ustaz in dat situation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He loves his students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He wants his students to change. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for the couple,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;okok.. Lets not mention names ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I noe them n there'r my frens,so-called juniors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I care for them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U noe dat some of ur frens were all crying bcoz of the two of u?&lt;p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;EVERYBODY MAKES MISTAKE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NOBODY PERFECT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me,myself is not perfect at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But y must in school uniform?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hmpph..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dont do it again plz. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Skola da 3 tahun tak buat benda suspend nie smua tau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Plz darlingz,change ok..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kan da besar,pandai2 jaga diri,jgn smpai kena tangkap la.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IRSYAD IS WHERE WE BELONG.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;CHILDHOOD LIFE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TILL..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEENS LIFE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n the moral of the story is,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;RESPECT UR SCHOOL UNIFORM. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okok.. Lets change to another topic.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,tomorrow im gonna stay at school till saturday. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N this is the time table for the programme:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(After schhol hous)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.30pm-5pm: Assemble &amp; Asar prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.00pm-5.15pm: Briefing Rules &amp;amp; Regulations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.15pm-6.00pm: Exercise &amp; games.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.00pm-7.00pm: Dinner/Bathe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.00pm-7.30pm: Magrib prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.30pm-8.00pm: Tazkirah &amp;amp; Quran Recitation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.00pm-8.45pm: Isyak prayer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9.00pm-10.30pm: Self-study at class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11pm-4am: Sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4.30am-5.45am: Qiyamullai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5.45am-6.15: Subuh Prayer &amp; Tazkirah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6.15am-7.15am: Excercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7.15am-8.15am: Breakfast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8.30-10.30: Self-study at class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10.45: Dismissal &amp;amp; Debrief. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is not compulsory but its good to have self-study with frens at school rather than at home rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n qiyammulai will b the great one for us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n ustaz alaina is the one who will lead us..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOOHHOO.. I loike!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,ive written too long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I will write again once i reach home on Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my taggers,keep dat tag-thingy still on aitez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112496773906455497?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112496773906455497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112496773906455497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112496773906455497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112496773906455497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/memorable-day-for-us.html' title='Memorable day for us'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112489242023258206</id><published>2005-08-24T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T07:42:29.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Plz guys..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;hey hey.. thanks alot to my dearest frens who will always be there for me.. n taggers.. so sweet of u guys.. thanks alot.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well,school life has been great for me. Meet up my friends at school and they really rox to the core. wanna noe y? SIMPLE. bcoz they brighten up my days. Smile &amp; laugh are my best medicine of all. I love to see those smiles bcoz dat is where i live,to make people happy with my jokes,my funny look n bla bla bla.. yes dearies,u will always have me as ur clown :) &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next is about my beloved class. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss my sec 4 ihsans' united class. I noe dat im not part of them now but i used to b one. Hey,wat happened?? Why i see so many groups here n there? Common gals,if there any probs dat need to b settled,plz settle it soon. U noe wat? &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SO SAD TO SEE ALL THIS HAPPENED. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still remember those times when we're once united as a class? SEC 2 IHSAN 2003.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to b one,n u all used to b one to. Only dat i have left SEC 4 IHSAN now for my STE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey boys n gals,i really miss those moments when we laugh,eat,talk,gossip TOGETHER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We fight n THEN we cry n THEN we reunite again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Boys and gals,u noe how much i love u guys. We've been thru ups &amp;amp; downs together. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GUYS,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how i wish i could see u guys together again as we used to be.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Still remember those memories?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gals fite with Boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But how it was ended? We settled it by face to face rite? *how sweet of dat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N wats about dat poster of 'UNITED FOR ALL'?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I still remember dat me &amp;amp; mira were the one who made dat poster.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*semangat*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LOVE U GUYS SO MUCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLZ. settle it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 more weeks to go darlings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n u all will gonna say bye-bye to each other very soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perhaps,ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u all gonna leave me soon. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atleast if it is not for me,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;think for the friendship.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4 more weeks to go bfore u all leave the school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enjoy ur last few weeks in irsyad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We've been friends from primary school life. 10 YEARS OF FRIENDSHIP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n now.. u all gonna say goodbye.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PLZ THINK OF IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love u guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n im so sad to c u guys like dis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Give dat united class back to me once again plz..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112489242023258206?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112489242023258206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112489242023258206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112489242023258206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112489242023258206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/plz-guys.html' title='Plz guys..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112470947781911878</id><published>2005-08-22T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T05:15:12.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im so damn useless</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Today onwards till STE(dat will b on 26Sept),there will b no academic lessons for my class. All the free periods are occupied by Arabic lesson or self study. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senang kata,FOR 5 WEEKS NI AKU TAK BUKAK ACADEMIC BOOKS. ONLY ARABIC SUBJECTS ONLY. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So,Goodbye to Physics,Chems,Geo,Eng,Malay &amp; Maths... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I WAS SO DAMN STRESSED UP!!! SHIT SHIT SHIT!!! So many things to b done! urrgghh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STRESS KEBABAI PUNYE!!!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N for dat someone,i cant always b there for u when u need me. u noe i was so fuckingly mad at ur attitude? am i just ur rubbish??? FUCK FUCK FUCK!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N i dont noe y.. y dis feelings suddenly started to change. Im sad. Im so lonely. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes,THE FACT IS DAT,IM SO LONELY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I DONT KNOW Y. MAYBE BCOZ I JUST CANT ACCEPT THE FATE DAT I LIVE WITHOUT HIM BY MY SIDE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WHERE IS MY BABY?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to guide me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to protect me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to sacrifice everything for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to care for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to hug me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to kiss me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to give me his support.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to get angry wheneva i am stubborn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to get angry wheneva i fail for my test.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to get angry wheneva i skip my meals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to make dat silly jokes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to make me cry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to make me laugh like crazy person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to b there when i need a listening pair of ears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to be there when i need someone to comfort me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the one who used to be my everything. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2 YEARS OF RELATIONSHIP.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UPS &amp;amp; DOWNS-WE USED TO B TOGETHER.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N HE NOES DAT I CANT LIVE WITHOUT HIM.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N I NOE DAT HE CANT LIVE WITHOUT ME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I JUST CANT GET U OUT OF MY MIND.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IM SO DAMN MISSING U.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOW R U? HAVE U EATEN UR MEALS? WHERE R U? DONT U MISS ME?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OH GOD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM CRYING RITE NOW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I DONT KNOE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WATS WRONG WIF ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SO SAD &amp; LONELY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS THOSE TIMES WHEN HE CALLS N CHECKS ON ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS THOSE TIMES WHEN HE MAKES LAME JOKES.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I MISS THOSE TIMES WHEN WE ALMOST SPEND OUR TIME TOGETHER. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;IM SO FUCKINGLY USELESS!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I NOE DAT I CANT LIVE WITHOUT HIM YET IVE DONE DIZ DECISIONS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Smua da jadi kenangan.. memang bukan senang nak adapt ngn hidup nie.. YES! mmg susah! LUKLU MMG HYPOCRITE! DEPAN JE SENYUM TAPI DLM HATI MENANGIS. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i wanna b strong.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i want him to change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i dont wanna hurt him so much. he deserves the better one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i juz dont wanna cry sumone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the fact is dat,IM STILL LOVING HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but i dont wan him back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;im sorry.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 228px" height="364" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/20c99c5a.jpg" width="193" /&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Couple dat used to b so sweet n true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 275px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="357" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/4bd9805f.jpg" width="319" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Couple dat used to be so naughty. They enjoy each other very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 353px; HEIGHT: 223px" height="272" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v323/LukluUlhamdiyah/89e862e3.jpg" width="351" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;His last bdae celebration at Pizza Hut.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;IM USELESS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DAMN ME!!!!! *CRYING*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112470947781911878?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112470947781911878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112470947781911878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112470947781911878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112470947781911878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-so-damn-useless.html' title='Im so damn useless'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112459514057760601</id><published>2005-08-21T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T01:31:49.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye to u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im watching TGIF rite now..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;oh gosh! Adi Rahman is so damn handsome!! urrgghh!! sweet face somemore.. haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday slept at 2 am.. See la.. Too addicted to the computer. Haiyyoo.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAY NO TO COMPUTER PLZ!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday,someone called me.. gez who gez who?? he is my bestie! NAMLUN! u was such a silly boy who will always make me go crazy. haha. Well,he called me and as usual,talk,gossips n finally,LAUGH!! hahaha.. Fun having him by my side. Too bad dat he's staying at Bedok.. Wallau! So far liox. It was almost a year since we last met. He promised me one thing.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HE GONNA BUY DENDENG FOR ME ON FASTING MONTH! so,plz keep dat promise aitez..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; haha &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After dat,watched Bujang Lapok wif my parents. We laughed alot! Hahaha.. Best story of all.. Dat is how i release my tension.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do u feel frustated? Angry? Sad? Stress? Infuriated? See how i teach u to get rid of dat... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Watch P.Ramlee's story n laugh.. laugh.. laugh.. till u cry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Cry of joy la dey!! n tada!! i bet dat u will change to one kind of HAPPY-GO-LUCKY n SIOW-TING-TONG person.. Try it babe! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N then,switched on computer n scanned new pics to the computer..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pictures of me n my relatives went to KL last 2 weeks.. Check it out aitez..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/lukluahmarjan/album?.dir=" target="_blank"&gt;click here for photos &lt;p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I felt something missing.. Wat is it? No,not missing.. but awkward.. Hmm.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPEND MY WEEKENDS ALL DAY AT HOME. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I used to go out dis two days just to enjoy wif him. I occupied my times wif him. But those times had actually past. Only the memories still there in my heart. Ya,he may hates me n i may hate him. Wateva happens,id always cherish the moment we've spent together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im not dat strong. But i should b strong to face the fact. Where ever u r,wat eva u r doing,i will always pray the best for u.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&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;em&gt;i am a bad gal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Left him all alone by himself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We used to promise dat we'll always b foreva.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ive got my own reasons.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hope u understand.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im sorry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i dont wanna cry sumone.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it hurts me alot.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;bcoz i believe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;dat im not live in this world just to cry.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want happiness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gdbye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112459514057760601?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112459514057760601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112459514057760601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112459514057760601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112459514057760601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/goodbye-to-u.html' title='Goodbye to u'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112446783313783647</id><published>2005-08-19T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T09:21:43.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>STE is my first PRIORITY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Not much to say about today.. Only that i am totally busy preparing for my upcoming STE.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okok.. Story for today.. Hmm.. Lets see how i was doing in school.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was forced by apiz to go to school at as early 6.30am at Wdlds.. But how silly of him for not telling me dat he had 'LAST MINUTE' fever.. n bluurgh.. He did'nt come to school.. fuh.. Almost 1 year we havent meet at all.. All due to my big mistakes.. aarrgghh!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached school at 7.10am.. Had Tillawah n they gave me an oppurtunity to read Surah Yassin all by myself.. Cool.. N they said that I have that potential to score well for my STE Oral.. Thanks dearies.. *kembang seminit* &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Wat else huh.. Oh ya.. Had my Solat Jumaat at School and the Khutbah was all about Fasting Month.. *quite boring* wat to do.. still need to listen.. And i just love this part.. When Ustaz Alaina(ustaz from Madinah) became the Imam of the Solat jumaat... Hold on.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;URRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I just love it alot!! *sedap gilenye.. syahdu abes.. totally mcm kat madinah*.. Salute uh.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N this was the slack part of all.. My class is the only class that need to stay back after solat till 3.30 on every friday.. The other classes can go home at 2pm.. wanna noe y? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;STUDY OFCOURSE..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;TEST OFCOURSE.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blurrgghh.. nevermind.. Sacrifice is the best way of all.. N u all wanna noe wat?? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WAS SELECTED TO BE USTAZ ALAINA'S 'ANAK ANGKAT' FROM NOW ON TILL STE.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He needs to guide me &amp;amp; Jnab along the preparations for STE.. hahaha.. *takmo jealous k* &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Reached home at 4.30.. rehat,mandi,solat,mamam BOOMM study time!! &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Switched on computer at 10.30pm then.. jengjeng.. MSN!!! Chat wif lots of people!! Sadrina,Ria,Rina.. urrgghh!! Cannot stop mah.. Miss them lotz.. Chat with Huda just now n seems that she had a problem.. Hey Huda,ive tried my really best to cheer u up.. So plz,cool down n just forget about the problem.. Problems will surely have its own solution to settle.. Plz.. Cheer up will ya? Love u lots.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mancis msged me just now n asked me to watch Gerak Khas at Suria.. He asked me to guess who(in the story) totally looks like him.. I gez n gez.. n wanna noe wat's the ans? &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NASHA AZIZ.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;haahahahahahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Silly boy! :P &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okok.. Enough for today.. wanna sleep n wake up at early in the morning to start memorising my Tauhid.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TIME TABLE FOR TOMORROW: Focus n memorise the whole book of Tauhid.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;COUNTDOWN: 37 more days to go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112446783313783647?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112446783313783647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112446783313783647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112446783313783647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112446783313783647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/ste-is-my-first-priority.html' title='STE is my first PRIORITY'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112436422791715656</id><published>2005-08-18T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T10:47:15.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life must go on..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read my taggers' advice.. Im so sorry for what ive done.. I have thrown my friends just like that only because of a guy.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;People will think that I was bad.. People will think that i was utterly unreasonable.. The main reason was 'Im not that strong'.. I just cant stand to see people points their finger on me.. He accused me of the reason why he started to change.. It was because i left him.. From one nice guy changed to one HELL guy.. he went to club,drink n etc. I felt so bad at that time. I think it over n over again.. I wanted to change him.. I wanted not to be accused.. Unfortunately,ive made up my mind to patch n the problems started to occur.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LEFT MY BOY FRIENDS.. I LEFT MY FREEDOM.. I LEFT ALMOST EVERYTHING.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;All i need was just to be with him.. Ive sacrified alot because of him.. Ive changed alot because of him.. Ive listened everything to his instruction.. How i wish i could be with him forever.. How i wish he can change.. But it was just a dream dat will never come true.. He,the same guy as it was 2 years back.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HE WILL NEVER CHANGE HIS ATTITUDE. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;He never shows any changes in him after 8 months i have given him that chance again n again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was so stressed up.. He cant simply understand me.. He just loves to make me cry.. He loves to follow his ego attitude rather than my situation.. N wat i got for my prelims? BAD! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I was the one who asked for a break up.. But before he left me,he said this: 'I knoe that u will regret one day. N if u come back to me n ask for a patch,i will say this to u: THIS HEART HAS CLOSED FOR U' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N u noe what my heart says? Me too.. i dont wanna u back.. 'I dont give a damn about what u say about that.. Im not gonna cry about some stupid guy.. A guy who thinks he is all that..' &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I wanna end it all.. Maybe i was wrong.. Oh god,ive made so many mistakes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For my friends out there,i am so sorry to let all of u down.. I was the one to b blamed.. Yes,im not perfect..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes i feel that im alone.. So alone.. Sumtimes i think that i have no one in my life..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But i started to realise.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I STILL HAVE MANY GREAT FRIENDS THAT WILL ALWAYS GIVE ME THEIR SUPPORT.. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love u all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im so sorry..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thanks for being there..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112436422791715656?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112436422791715656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112436422791715656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112436422791715656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112436422791715656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/life-must-go-on.html' title='Life must go on..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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-15440485.post-112428472347342807</id><published>2005-08-17T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T02:21:06.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey.. Atlast im back to blog.. To everybody,i juz wanna say..&lt;br /&gt;HII!!! miss u guys lotz.. Haiz.. Time has passed really fast without me knowing dat STE is around the corner.. 5 more weeks to go.. gagaga..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Lets see how i was doing in these few days..&lt;br /&gt;Life without a guy is one kind of FREEDOM to the core..&lt;br /&gt;So sorry Ahmad.. It was not my fault but it was your fault.. U cant prove to me that u can change..&lt;br /&gt;I just cant stand ur ego,jealous,bad-tempered attitude.. u noe how i have sacrified alot just bcoz of u? I hate ur vulgarities n etc.. I just hate for being treated like dogs!!! So sorry.. There is no other solution besides OVER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,im all alone. Ive failed in relationship again.. I had enough..&lt;br /&gt;Now i wanna focus on my study n enjoy my life..&lt;br /&gt;I just hope dat my exs will succed in their life.. ex-s?? ? ya,i had 2 ex-s..&lt;br /&gt;Both in 2 years relationship..&lt;br /&gt;N it was all ended to nothing but a broken heart..&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that my first ex is now happy with my friend.. n there's no grudges between us..&lt;br /&gt;We're classmates indeed.. Hope they will b happy together n forever.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About today..&lt;br /&gt;Ive done one big mistake.. haiyo yo..&lt;br /&gt;Ive revealed one big secret to my teacher..&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be secret..&lt;br /&gt;But how silly of me for uttering the words out..&lt;br /&gt;OKok.. The story begins like this..&lt;br /&gt;We were discussing about our STE planning with ustazah at the class..&lt;br /&gt;N suddenly we talked about Teachers day..&lt;br /&gt;n jeng jeng jeng.. Suddenly i said: 'kite nak uat drama utk ustazah tau'&lt;br /&gt;n the whole class was stunned n turned at me.. Then the class was BOOOMM!!&lt;br /&gt;DORG MARAH AKU!! urrgghh.... Sorryy.. I know dat im clumsy.. Seettoopiidd..&lt;br /&gt;After dat,LUKLU MAJOK oitz.. n then the whole class said: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE U LUKLU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awwww~~~ so sweett.. i lup u oll too.. n aden is an irritating person who loves to tease me.. i hate u uh siakenz!! hahaha..no no.. wateva happens,aden still be my fren n partner in crime.. hiak hiak.. *diam dar den,ku campak ko pat longkang besar aru tau* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's nothing special for today.. only dat huda was scared when it was raining just now.. haha.. cute huda..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. It is time for me to study.. i noe dat my blog looks kinda simple or wat.. Its ok.. i will change the skin after STE is over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnite readers.. Love u oll.. Dont forget to tag aitez...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15440485-112428472347342807?l=lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/feeds/112428472347342807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15440485&amp;postID=112428472347342807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112428472347342807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15440485/posts/default/112428472347342807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lukluahwamarjan.blogspot.com/2005/08/im-back.html' title='Im back..'/><author><name>Mutiara-Boyanz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07742749322890485850</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>
